CHAPTER 43

In a tight grip, he took the boy’s arm and without wasting a second pressed it on the inside of it. The scream ripped from the boy’s face as his eyes flew open. The smell of burning flesh assaulted his nose. When Hades was satisfied with the burn, he took it off.

The boy’s blurry eyes leaked tears as he tried his best to take in the captor. Words could barely escape his parched throat and he couldn’t help but wail against the torture.

Hades fisted his hair again. “Open your eyes and remember your captor”

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The boy lost consciousness after the second burn and no matter what they tried he didn’t open his eyes. Hades had wanted him to remain conscious while he afflicted the pain. Despite dumping a barrel of cold water, the boy did not open his eyes.

Hades left giving the order that he is to be messaged when the prisoner awakes.

He took the seat in his office. The next few hours were spent giving new orders. His first order had been to close all sex trafficking attached to their busines