Chapter 123. Gruesome

DANTE’S POV

I carve my initials on his chest. He screams in pain and shakes on the table that is holding him as if he were convulsing.

“Stop!” he cries out. It sounds like music to my ears. I grab some alcohol and pour it over the wound I just gave him, and he screams like crazy. And then I grab some hot sauce and pour it over the wounds. He screams and thrashes on the table. Liam watches it all with a smile on his face, and Kent looks like he’s going to throw up. The other men watch happily.

Headshot looks like he wants to join in. Shadow looks like he wants to kill him, but none of them interfere. They know this is not their fight and they are right to not but in.

“Tell me the location of erotica,” I ask him, going straight to the point as I point my knife at his left eye.

“I can’t.” He says, breathing heavily, not even able to utter words because of how much pain he’s in. I want to go for his eyes and rip them out, but Kent reaches for my hand