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I ignored him with my words, but my lips twitched at his words. Fucker thought I was going to shoot him. “You learn a lot from there, you know. Once I even tried my hand in baking because Priscilla wanted a cherry pie. I couldn’t bake that shit, but I learned very interesting things from some bakers in Reddit.”
Ivan rolled his eyes or tried to do it. “Okay, I’ll play along. What did you learn?”
Satisfaction filled me. Not because he answered but because his voice was so weak. He deserved to be weak. He deserved to be in pain. And more was going to come. “I learned that kitchen is a very dangerous place. You know you can cut your finger off or burn them. There is actually a lot of ways you can burn yourself in the kitchen.”
This time he didn’t give a smug answer. I heard the doors opening behind me, and my soldiers came carrying a huge pot. I could practically see the understanding in Ivan’s eyes. Unfortunately for him, it was something worse than he guessed.
I rose to my feet and looked down at the pot. It was still boiling. “You know you can spill some boiling water onto you, and that is horrible. But oil is much worse.” I waited for a second for him to get even more scared and lowered my voice to a deadly tone. “But the worst is sugar.”
“Sugar?” he asked with a twisted face.
“Sugar,” I confirmed. “Both water and oil will burn you, but they slide from your skin. Sugar, on the other hand,sticks. If you spill boiling sugar water on yourself, it is going to stick on your skin.” I smiled with satisfaction against his frightened face. “And itmeltsyou.”
“You are a psychopath.”
I grinned widely. “It is not even close to what you deserve.” Then I looked down at the pot. “Well, we should start. We won’t want to miss the perfect temperature, right?”
I took the pot and moved it to the back of the chair. “I think we should start with your hands. The hands you touched her.” And before he could even think of an answer, I poured the sugar water into his hands.
Ivan screamed with pain, his voice filling the whole warehouse. I moved to the front to see his face as the burning sugar covered his hands and melted his skin. His face was filled with agony. He was screaming like it could help him.
I got closer to his face even though he was still screaming. “Do you regret touching her?”
“Fuck you!” he shouted.
“Good, let's move to your dick then.” One of my men cut down the front of his pants, and I poured the water into the exposed flesh. His screams got louder. “You scream so sweetly, Ivan.” Oh, I guess now I understood the meaning of that. Sweet screams.
I watched his cock melting into his thighs and listened to his crying. Because now, he was really crying.
“Do you regret touching her, Ivan?”
“Yes!” he said between cries. Honestly, he was easier than I thought. It was good. I had places to be anyway.
I poured the remaining water into his body, all neck-down. Burning him. Melting him. Killing him.
All for Kira.
He screamed and cried for a moment, but then his voice got lost. He couldn’t even scream anymore. Pieces of his skin were dripping to the floor or sliding down on his body. Sugar was getting hard around him. Keeping him in this burning hell.
I looked into his eyes. I could see the pain there. So much pain.
Good.
And I also saw what he was trying to tell me.Please kill me.
I got close to his ear to whisper. “Rememberher. All this pain you are in. It is all for Kira.”
Then I got back. A tear slid down to his cheek. I wanted to stay here. I wanted to tell him how much of a trash he was. I wanted to watch him die in pain. But I knew there was no point.
So, I washed his head with the remaining sugary water. Making sure he was going to die burning everywhere. And he was going to die before I even reached my penthouse.
I needed to kill Ivan for Kira’s revenge, and I did it. Watching him was not going to change anything because killing him was one thing but erasing him was everything.
Kira needed me to kill him, but she also needed me to heal her. And the latter was so much more important.
Ivan Borisyuk was gone. He was no longer a reality for us.
So tonight, I was going to sleep with Kira in my arms. Because I needed to make her forget. Also, because the days where I could do that were limited.
