Chapter 2

The scene before him wasn’t one he was expecting, and coupled with the anger already dominant in his heart. He had just returned from his company only to be visited with the news of one of his most trusted men betraying him. So with all the anger, he did that which shocked everybody.

Surprisingly, the wounded lady didn't lift her face for once; even after the glass tore her shoulder skin causing blood to gush out of the wound. Her heart kept beating very fast, as she kept clenching her fists trying to control her rage.

The guests already frightened took their heels, while Amelia rushed to Elena to help her out, and that was when she looked up. Her dripping wet face was frowning, and her eyes bore a frightening glint that made her look more scary than normal.

Her eyes met with his and held. Each held the same intensity in their glance which kept promising scary and wicked things they could do to each other through their glance.

She watched him severally as he gnashed his teeth from rage that she wasn’t by any means afraid of him. Taking a step closer to her, he said lowly through his teeth with his face completely covered in rage.

“I. Said. Get. Out!!”, but she stood there unmoving; not blinking either and Duello his right hand man who was standing by the door watching everything, couldn’t help but raise a brow in surprise at how the lady was obviously not afraid of his boss who everyone was obviously afraid of.

Come on Elena, we need to dress the wound. You are bleeding out! Amelia yelled in a hard tone in order to get Elena's attention, after several unsuccessful attempts to move her in vain.

As soon as she heard Amelia's voice, she turned to look at her best friend thereby breaking the eye contact. He gave her the last hard glare, and then walked off while 4 of his men followed closely behind him.

Duello followed him only to stop few steps away from her, and gave her an assessing look with no expression on his face, before he continued his journey following Vincent up the stair case.

Elena took a deep breath to control her rising rage, before she masked her face with a smile. She gave Amelia a reassuring smile, and then walked off. Amelia sighed, and then rushed after her friend in silence thinking of ways to apologize to Elena who was walking few steps ahead of her.

Elena couldn’t help but let her mind wonder of to the one person she hates to think about, “her dad”. The popular Vincent Blackwood just acted like her dad. Shaking her head slightly, she refused to think about the old man who was her greatest fear in life, but tried to focus on how to make ends meet.

They walked in silence lost in their own private thoughts as they made their way out of the property of one Elena now detest. They were way close to the gate when an alert came to their phones which on checking them, they realized it was their pay for the night.

Here, clean yourself up with this, and use it to add pressure to the wound. Amelia told her handing her over her scarf which she collected, and started cleaning up herself.

My pay got doubled! Elena said simply, and Amelia smiled. At least they're sensible enough to know what to do. Amelia thought deeply as they walked out of the already opened gate of the mansion.

I'm sorry you had to go through this Lena! Amelia said tenderly as they approached the bus stop.

You don't have to apologize when we both know it isn't your fault.

No Lena, I am partly responsible. For starters, I brought you here where you got humiliated and all. Amelia gushed with a frown on her face, and Elena stopped walking only to turn to her with a full smile.

On the bright side, I earned more than I expected, and it was all because of your help. I love you Amy, and I am grateful for all you've done for my family and I. Elena said, and pulled her into a hug. Amelia hugged her back with the same intensity, and when they separated, a sad smile was playing on Amelia's lips.

You were humiliated Elena, I can't help but feel guilty. She confessed, and Elena laughed cutely.

I guess that’s what we get in our pursuit for money. Quit beating yourself up Amy. Elena told her, and then tickled her forcing a giggle out of her.

Amelia in between laughter slapped off her hands and then took some steps away from her. Elena has been her friend for a long time, and has been that friend that she doesn't want to lose no matter what. Elena has the shape every woman would be envious off and she was no exception. Her big ass, wide hips and big bursts is an addition to her very beauty face and could get any man she wants if she wants but she hates men for some unknown reasons.

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‘Sir, we found Lucio!’ Duello his right hand man reported; as soon as they entered his home office, with a serious look on his face.

Vincent already completely pissed off, made a sign for his cigarette to be lit for him, and Duello did so immediately. He didn’t speak until he smoked for a while, probably trying to control his rage which was already at its bare.

‘Where is he?’ He asked simply.

‘I instructed our men to put him in the dungeon sir’. Duello replied, and Vincent nods slowly.

‘Good, have them play with him a little till I get there, and prepare the car, we leave in 10 minutes’. He said and bowing slowly, Duello left the office.

Alone, Vincent puffs out a huge amount of smoke from my mouth and nose still with a frown on his face. After several smoking sessions, he changed into a striped shirt and a plain trouser, before he made his way out of his mansion, with 5 of his men following closely behind him. Meeting Ken by the door, he was determined to see him when he returns.

The drove to the base which was just a normal building that belonged to his company, but there was a dungeon attached underground, was very silent as everyone seemed to be holding their breath, afraid to do anything to offend the boss who was already extra pissed off, sitting at the passenger’s seat with a hard look on his face.

Vincent hated to admit it, but he knew deep down that he was affected by the girl. He hardly lost his cool on a lady before, but her soft giggle had instilled a strange rush of emotions in him which he was quick to cover up with an anger filled move.

Determined not to think about her again, he pushed his mind to the matter at hand, letting his anger surface again as the building came into view.

The dungeon was faintly lighted with few sticks of fire on the passage. Already used to the bloody smell of this dungeon, he made his way through the already opened iron protectors, into the dungeon where Lucio sat on an iron chair with his body covered with bloody sores.

Lucio turned weakly to look at his boss, and fringed from fear. Everyone fears him and they were right to.

‘Hello Lucio’. He said simply, still with the frown on his face, as he made his way to where Lucio helplessly sat.

‘Bo..oo…sss!’ Lucio stammered from fear, and Vincent smirked.

‘How are you doing? You look beautiful’. He commented, and his men laughed mirthfully at the irony.

‘I.. I’m so sorry boss, My…my wi..fe and Chi..ldren’. He said, and Vincent’s anger filled smirk grew.

‘Really, so you care about your family now. That’s touching. Don’t worry sweetheart, I will make sure to send your children daddy’s finger and your dick to your wife, I think she will be needing it to help herself out, don’t you think so?’. Vincent asked him now with a frown but his men laughed even more.

Lucio started shaking from fear, knowing well that his boss was not joking at all.

‘What does André know about our plans?’ Vincent asked him seriously, and he gulped from fear.

‘I swear sir, i.. I only told them about the delivery date and time. They know nothing else, I swear’. He said almost in tears.

‘Really’.

He nods quickly, and Vincent smirked again.

It was so nice of you to with hold some of our vital information Lucio, you are one of my most trusted men after all. Vincent told him bending towards him, and then suddenly, pressed his finger nail into his left eye despite his struggles, and screams until blood began to gush out. Satisfied with his work, he frees the guy who couldn’t even touch his face due to the bonds on him, and then began to wipe his bloody hand with a white handkerchief.

Strip him naked. He said simply and his men got into action, tearing away his cloths and soon Lucio was completely naked before his heartless boss.

So where do I start from, the hand or the dick? He asked simply with a blank look on his face and Lucio started shivering from fear.

I’m sorry boss; I will tell you everything please, spare me. He cried but Vincent only sighed trying to keep his anger in check.

You do know I don’t like repeating myself Lucio. He said with a care free look on his face, one everyone who worked for him understood to mean that he was already raged.

I’m sorry boss; they threatened to kill my daughter if I don’t tell them everything. Lucio said in a voice that measured a huge amount of pain in it. Vincent scoffed, and his frown deepened.

And you think I wouldn’t kill your daughter myself? He asked in rage, and Lucio unconsciously shook from fear.

I’m sorry! He cried, but Vincent didn’t spare him another glance.

Get me his daughter now; I will have my men kill her after raping her. He commanded, and Lucio turned paled from fear.

Ppp….lease! You can’t do that to her, sh..she is only but a child sir. Lucio pleaded in tears and Vincent turned to him with a deep frown on his face. He had already had a rough day, and this guy was determined to make it worst.

I am a kind man Lucio, so I will give you two options for you to choose your punishment from. It is either, I skin you alive and send your dick to your wife or have your daughter brought here, raped and killed so you can go with your life. So choose wisely. He said simply, and Lucio began to sweat porously.

Ppp…lease, leave my daughter be, it was never her fault sir. Please. He said weakly and Vincent smirked.

Nice choice Lucio, at least you have a little sense left in you. He told him, and then to his men who were lurking around, ready to get to work, he said: “Start work on him immediately, I need proof of your beautiful work afterwards”. With this, he left the dungeon.

Duello and 3 other men of his followed him until they were out of the underground.

I need him to die slowly, do not feed him, and make sure to wound him every single day; I will try to visit when I can. Vincent said with a grim face.

And his daughter? Duello asked.

We reached an agreement, so let her be. He said simply, and walked off into the darkness which was only illuminated by the headlamps from the roll of cars waiting for him to make his move. Duello followed him to the car, making sure to open the passenger’s seat door for him and bowed as he entered, and as soon as his car moved, the others followed immediately.