Chapter twenty six

John Pillari Pov

Splash!

"Who are you?" He vibrates in the chair he was tied in. He was drenched with cold water as he fought the binding ropes but that was a wrong move. It would only hurt him further and sink into his skin.

I don't care for the idiot. That are the least things I have in store for the bloody motherfucker.

"I'm death!" I swiped the blade out of its sheath, bent his neck roughly, and started shaving off his hair without paying heed to his scalp as I scraped away, scalp, blood, and hair getting to the mix.

"Nooooo!" He screamed fighting back so my hand swiftly moved to his throat and gripped it tightly making him choke and his eyes began to water.

His eyes were red, with blood seeping from his head staining his shirt. I slid the blade at his right cheek and saw it split open.

I dragged the blade to his wide chest, under his ribs, over his long arms, as it ripped his shirts off and down to his groin area as I split his trousers off and he was le