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Chapter 36: Purple veggies

Gustav's POV

"I'll give it to you," I pulled off my shirt and placed it roughly on a metal chair at the basement of the farmhouse. The Crescent was tied to another metal chair with strong chains to restrict his movements.

He was proving to be hard to crack. Maybe it was because he was a stupid nut to crack.

I had removed all his fingernail with a screw driver, and plucked out all of his curvy eye lashes that were too long to belong to a man. Yet, he would not tell me anything substantial.

Even after melting his skin with the life coals from the little furnace in the basement, he wouldn't budge a breath.

My white plaid shirt and grey pants were soaked in my sweat, and stained in the blood of the Crescent. The fact that he knew no one was coming to rescue him from my death claws was supposed to scare him out of wits. The fucker chose instead to remain a faithful and unwavering dick.

But not with me. He's about to know why they call me the nutcracker.

"Why don't you say something, you mot
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Oh no… what the mess is he doing now
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