Kane There were levels to this shit. “Fuck,” I muttered, stepping back as a splatter of blood hit the floor, barely missing my boots. Zade's brutality was something I was sure even my father who was as sadistic as they come and his own old man hadn't witnessed in their lifetimes. “Stop, please, stop!” the pregnant woman screamed, clutching her belly as her own son smashed a brick into her mate's head repeatedly. The body in question was already a mess, the face crushed beyond recognition. “Okay, fine, fine I won't kill your mother dearest,” Zade sighed, not a single flicker of emotion on his face. He pulled out his phone and snapped a series of photos of the bloody scene, like he was building a grotesque photo album. His phone buzzed almost immediately, and only then did a sinister smile tug at the corners of his lips. “Wasn't that quick, princess?” he whispered to himself, his fingers flying across the screen as he typed out a response. Princess. He was sending all these ph
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