Chapter 104. The Basement

Vincenzo POV

The bastard is on his knees, shaking and begging like a coward that he is.

Sweat pours down his face even though the basement is freezing.

His hands are tied behind the chair with industrial rope, the kind that bites through skin just by existing. His breath is frantic, ripping in and out of his throat like each inhale hurts.

Good.

He should be hurting.

The moment the lights come on, he starts shaking harder. His eyes dart between me, Nico, and Riccardo like he’s trapped in a nightmare he finally realizes is real.

“P-please,” he whispers. “I didn’t mean…..”

Riccardo kicks the chair so violently the man tips sideways and hits the ground with a grunt of pain.

“Say that shit again,” he hisses. “See if you finish the sentence.”

Nico crouches beside the man, voice calm, almost gentle…. which makes it worse because Nico is not one to be too calm.

“You grabbed a woman who didn’t want you. Forced her to da