The Lie that Binds
He added in a lethal voice, before abruptly ending the call.
In a calculative manner, he turned to face his captive, his eyes locking onto the man he had been torturing. Seethinly, he spoke, "Alfonso Il Lupo.” He said his name like an accusation, his voice icy and dripping with malice.
"The big… bad… scary… wolf,” He teased wickedly, then laughed. A dark, mirthless sound. "You don't look so intimidating now, do you?"
Alfonso struggled to find his voice. His throat was aching terribly. "Per favore,” He begged in his weary italian. “Ti supplico, perdonami, uccidimi pure, ma lascia andare mio fratello. Per favore..."
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