Chained By A Possessive Mafia's Love novel Chapter 38

I stayed silent and his facial expression changed. "Are you serious?"

"Yes, dead serious. I'm ready to give up for Anna," I said, Lucas and my men holding a shocked expression on their faces.

"But Blaze, this is not possible..." he wanted to say something, but I was not ready to hear him.

"Leave it, Lucas. I will not hear your nonsense. I have decided. I'm not a mother when I sacrifice what's mine to protect other people's preciousness. I'm a very selfish person when it comes to Anna," I announced. I felt terrible, but I couldn't make Anna suffer for anything or anyone.

"Since you decided, I don't think you will change your mind." Lucas sighed, defeated.

"Where is that fucking bastard? I want to see him. He knows who sent him. We can reach the person, even if it is her. I need proof. One is enough for me."

"He is in the darkroom. I think he is good enough to speak. If not, I can make him." Lucas stood up before me. When it comes to beating or killing someone, he always stays ahead.

Most of the blood works by him. This beast likes to play with people's blood. I am not very fond of this, but I love to dig out their hearts when someone crosses my line.

That's why people fear me. Once people knew I was going to torture someone, they wished they were never born in this world.

Everyone calls this place the dark cell because when someone comes here, I leave no one alive.

Lucas had already dragged him in front of me. He was already half-dead, but my men did an excellent job on him. Even though he's going to die, they kept him alive. I kicked his ribs and he fell to the floor.

Vomited blood, but I felt nothing - no sympathy or pity for his soul.

"Are you going to talk, or do I have to?" I think my tone of voice was enough for him to understand I didn't have the patience to play with him. I had to go back and be with my Anna.

He hissed from pain but stayed silent. Fucking stubborn goat.

"I am giving you one last chance," I informed him.

But he laughed. "I will not sell my loyalty because I know you will not leave me alive. So why should I tell you something vital to you?" He dared to think I was going to give him an easy death - a dream of a man.

"Pull out his nails. If still he says no, then cut his legs. If still he says no, then cut his cock. Then gouge his eyes out, but never touch his mouth, just like he said, I need his mouth. Now let's see how heavy his so-called loyalty can bear." I raised my hand and hinted to my men. They grabbed him and placed him in front of me so that I could enjoy his miserable belief. I hated it when someone tried to over-cross me.

My man gave me a chair and I sat in front of him.

They pulled his nails – one pull and one wrenching scream from him. I felt satisfied hearing his crying sounds.