VINCENZO'S POV
TWO WEEKS LATER
I had dragged this out for too long.
but it doesn't bother me. Not today.
The two men had been tied up for weeks now and they were a thin line away from death.
I should kill them. Lay waste to them like I did to Henry but I wanted to take my sweet time with both of them. I couldn't prolong it for long but this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and I was going to make it count.
Because today, I feel fucking fantastic.
As I entered, I paused at the door, my eyes darkening. Julius and Lord Rossi are right where I left them—strapped to rusted chairs, bodies slumped, clothes stiff with dried blood. Their faces are swollen, their skin riddled with bruises and cuts. I did a good job keeping them alive, but that was never the hard part.
I flicked a hand to the guards who were standing by the side of my red room. There was something so majestic about this place whenever I tortured someone who fucking deserved it. "Out."
