Love Look What You Made Me Do
he murmured, his voice thick with venom.
"I’d start slow," Roberto continued, tilting his head. "Break him from the inside first. Take everything he holds dear. His company? Gone. His assets? Seized. His name?" He chuckled darkly. "Turn it into something people spit on."
He stood up, walking toward the bar, pouring himself another drink. "And then, when he has nothing left, when he’s just a shadow of himself, I’d let him rot. Let the world chew him up, spit him out, and forget he ever existed."
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