Part 8

Flashback to the time when Roy and Ezra were notified about Veronica's comatose:-

When Ezra and Roy reached their estate after visiting Nikolas they directly went to the medical room and observed a middle-aged female doctor stroking Veronica's hair and cheeks.

"Who the fuck gave you the permission to touch her??" Ezra roared pulling out his gun and shooting the woman's hands right away.

"I don't like anyone's touch on her other than mine and Roy's, fucking tell us her condition now or you want me to continue ??" Ezra snapped.

The doctor though was yelping in pain and perspiring, she still chose to disregard the agony feeling lucky guessing at least she was alive.

"DON she is though well, but she needs rest and so we have put her into an induced coma and after she gains consciousness I suggest no sexual activities for at least a few weeks, also should I put her on contraceptives?" the doctor questioned.

"If we won't fuck her and if she won't bear our children who the fuck will? Your ugly ass ??" Ezra growled taking off towards Veronica staring at her with esteem after discerning her bruises. The bloodstains and imprints on her body were sufficient to make his libido reach high. He looked down at his dick, wiggling his head he leaned down and whispered into Veronica's ears,

"Let me butcher this bitch and then I am going to spend the rest of the day inside you," Ezra rasped as he licked her face before bolting his lips across hers.

He discarded his shirt and tossed it away cause he couldn't wait any more, he wanted to be inside right away.

Ezra discovered that the collar of their names was missing as her throat looked blank without their collar.

That spectacle of her throat without his collar was enough for Ezra to transit into one of his psychotic bouts.

"Who removed her collar ??" Ezra growled.

"DON she had difficulty in breathing and was struggling, she wanted us to kill her before you two would arrive" the doctor cried out.

Roy snickered listening to her as he pranced towards the bed like a mighty king he was.

Roy sanctioned his guards to drag the person he had asked for while he gawked at Veronica.

Discerning her in a flimsy black shirt of his, he had grimy eyes broad of desires and urge. He instantly peeled off his shirt panting.

Shortly five guards appeared with a middle-aged man and an eighteen-year-old boy. Both of them were shuddering like a wilted leaf.

The female doctor sobbed harder and was on her knees imploring for her husband's and son's life.

"So our woman was crying in front of you, whining about her life crammed with luxuries and begging you to kill her right?? Now let's see how you beseech" Roy chuckled pulling out his kukri machete while Ezra grabbed his jade dagger.

The doctor had broad eyes comprehending what was about to transpire, only the kings and their knights had these as their heirlooms.

While Nikolas and Arjun were the kings of the HIGH TABLE, Roy, Ezra and Azrail were their faithful knights and their brothers. The Donovan's ( Roy and Ezra ) and the Dankworth's ( Azrail ) were raised to serve the High Table which was the biggest crime organisation ruling over thousands of syndicates, cartels and casinos.

"Knock him in front of our estate's elephant and let him grate her husband," Roy barked ambling towards the doctor's husband as he slashed open both his feet with his machete. He didn't think twice before chopping off his legs and butchering his flesh till his thighs.

"Now there's no fun if he tries to run, make sure the elephant is bitten by an ant so that he exhibits his uproar on him, "Roy sanctioned wiping his machete with his handkerchief walking away to give Ezra space.

Ezra sliced the man's hands with his jade dagger till his elbows and stabbed two more daggers between the tendons cracking open his flesh.

"You have some tough radius and ulna too, guess those ludicrous biology professors didn't tell us that radius and ulna are these thick" Ezra cackled pulling out his bones, examining them with curiosity.

"I bet this fool doesn't even know Radius and ulna are the bones of our forehands" Roy snorted.

"You can now toss him in front of our elephant and after his body is tyrannized make sure you feed his organs, nicely cooked to the prisoners who we turned into cannibals," Ezra announced.

The female doctor was having a panic attack and was kneeling and imploring the brothers for mercy. She was scared out of her wits.

"Shut up whore, Veronica is sleeping. If she wakes up because of you, you don't want to try us " Ezra roared.

"Drag this boy to the cartel and try all the new drugs shipments whether cocaine, morphine, barbiturates or fentanyl on him," Roy made himself clear.

"Mercy DON mercy, he is my only son, I have served the High Table for decades" she cried out for her son.

"Okay take him to the arms and ammunition base, teach him how to make explosives and make him work in the nuclear sites and if he refuses to, tell me I would love to slaughter him, it's been days since I last butchered, "Roy grinned.

While the men were dragging them out, a loud gunshot was heard and the doctor's son's dormant body was knocked over on the ground.

The doctor was scrutinizing Roy with indictment but Roy just shot sighed.

"What ?? I spared his life still you didn't thank me. Of course, I had to kill him. You should have appreciated me" Roy cracked up.

"Let this be a lesson, fucking get lost now," Ezra snapped.

The doctor instantly jogged out of the room while Roy and Ezra took off towards their most prized possession.

"I think we are obsessed with her " Roy groaned discarding his sweatpants.

"No doubt she is OURS TO RUIN," Ezra grumbled ripping her shirt.

I*******m:- Authorroran