บททั้งหมดของ Consumed By Vincenzo’s Vendetta: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Chapter 30 VINCENZO ❦༺⚔༻❦ If there was anyone who understood that torture wasn't just about breaking bones or tearing flesh: it was about timing, waiting until the mind was fractured enough to spill the truth, Fiorella was that person. She'd always had a talent for it, one I'd long since stopped questioning. I stared at the guy dangling from the ceiling, his arms stretched above him, tied to a thick chain that rattled with every jolt of his body. Fi had been working on him since yesterday. She insisted she needed the adrenaline rush and the satisfaction that came with seeing a man whimper with every move she made. The man, Benito, let out a weak groan, a pathetic sound that grated on my nerves. His face was swollen beyond recognition. If I didn't bring him here myself, I would have assumed he'd been bitten by a poisonous snake, or perhaps mauled by something far worse. I was getting tired of his whining. Blood dripped steadily from the deep gash over his brow, pooling on the co

Chapter 32 STACY ❦༺⚔༻❦ I stared at the bathroom door, the pressure in my bladder growing unbearable. The room swayed slightly, Vincenzo's steady breathing next to me filling the space. He looked peaceful for once, and I couldn't bring myself to disturb him. How hard could it be? Gritting my teeth, I carefully slid my good leg off the bed. The cold floor beneath my foot made me shiver, I hesitated before attempting to stand. The moment my injured leg made contact, pain shot through me like a bolt of lightning. Before I could stop myself, a yelp escaped my throat. "Agh!" Vincenzo jolted awake instantly, his eyes landing on me. "What the hell are you doing?" "I just— I needed to pee," I stammered, feeling completely ridiculous. He ran a hand through his messy hair, his expression caught between irritation and concern. "You couldn't wait? Or maybe, I don't know, wake me up so you don't kill yourself?" "I didn't want to bother you. You've barely slept." "Well, now I'm not," he mu

Chapter 34 Vincenzo ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ ⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼ Bloodstone Lane was as much a fortress as it was a playground. Anyone who got past the doors knew the rules: what happened inside stayed inside. The outside world didn’t exist here. For the right price, everything was for sale—including lives. Getting to Gielio wasn’t going to be easy, but I hadn’t come this far to leave without him. I tugged at the sleeve of my tailored suit as we entered the club. Liam had done his job well in securing us the invites that came with every item we’d be needing for the masquerade party of bitches. The anonymity was perfect; no one here cared who you were as long as you had money, power, and a willingness to play along with the disgusting sin behind these walls. Fi, though irritated at having to sit this one out— had to understand. It would have been too risky for her to try to sneak in here. No women were allowed unless they were part of the entertainment. I had Vito and Aurelio with me, both

Chapter 36Stacy ⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼My skin prickled as soon as I heard the door creak open.And there he was, dark, cold, and even more dangerous than he looked when he left— Vincenzo. The man moved like a predator returning to its den, his eyes sharp, calculating. The air in the room shifted, suddenly turning to Nitrogen in my lungs. I pressed my back against the wall, desperately trying to make myself smaller.Blissfully unaware of the tension curling in my chest, Vincenzo stepped inside, the door creaking shut behind him. Then he flicked the switch and bright light flooded the room, sealing me in his presence. I had no time to even pretend I was asleep. His eyes swept across the room until they landed on me, almost like he’d been dying to do that since. He didn’t speak, simply stood there, his breathing steady but labored.His once perfect white shirt was now stained with blood, splatters I could only imagine came from whoever had the misfortune of being in his way tonight. But his face

Chapter 38 VINCENZO ❦༺⚔༻❦ There was something primal about the anticipation of violence. Part of it was the way people gathered like vultures, waiting for the first drop of blood to hit the floor. Gielio. That piece of shit wasn't worth the dirt under my shoes. A predator who'd slithered his way through life untouched. Until now. I gave Ricci the truth straight from his son's mouth last night. The bastard had refused to believe it, even when it was staring him in the face, so I beat a confession out of Gielio last night. There's only so much denial a man can choke on before it kills him. I could see the shift when Ricci realized it. Gielio would die. But not before I made him bleed for every scream he silenced. The crowd downstairs was waiting, restless. My fingers flexed at my side as I rode the elevator, already imagining the sounds of bones crunching, the sickening thud of flesh hitting the floor. For a man who'd survived everything else, by preying on the weak, Gielio had