CHAPTER 105: YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT STATEMENT
NIKOLAI’S POV:
I watched as she ran upstairs, angered by my outburst towards the chef and her. I sighed in frustration. Clearly, I didn’t mean to hurt her with the way I reacted, I was only mad that my workers wouldn’t listen to the simple instructions I passed.
I wouldn’t want to go out and come back only to find out Lily got hurt or worse, got hospitalized. I want to keep her safe from the outside world and also, the inside.
I sat on the dining chair, took off the lid of the plate and smiled at what I saw. It was mouth watering but I already lost my appetite.
‘Fucking hell. I need to apologize’, I wanted going after Lily but my phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and read the text message from Lev.
[Got them. In warehouse 4]
I smirked to myself, happy with the sudden good news. I needed blow off some steam and to direct my frustration on something else… or someone.
I took my car keys from the dining table and headed for my car, got in and zoomed off to the location.
I was over the moon with what’s to happen, I was already plotting in my head several ways to punish the new prisoners.
“How fun it’ll be!”, I said to myself, speeding off.
I got to the warehouse where we normally hold and torture the sinners, those who wrong me, those who betrayed The Bratva and those who need to pay retribution.
“Welcome boss”.
The guards present bowed to me as I made my way through the long hallway to connect to the elevator that will lead me to the underground dungeon.
I whistled my way through the dark prison hallway, satisfied by the loud shriek of pain, breathing in the smell of blood, organs and dead bodies. It brought peace to my troubled heart.
“Pleasee! please help me!!”.
“NNOOOOOOOO!!!”.
“It hurts! Make it stop please!!”.
“I don’t want to die!! HELPP!!”.
“IT BURNSS! IT BURNNNSSSS!!!”.
“AHHHHHHHH!!”.
The cries for forgiveness and release brought so much joy in my dusty heart. I love nothing more than the cry of people who deserves it, and that is what I’ll bring to our new prisoners.
I walked to dungeon room 104 and Lev was just coming out, wiping his hands with a wet towel.
“They’re still alive, right?”, I asked him.
He nodded and replied, “Yes boss, as you instructed”.
I smirked and patted his shoulder. Now, this is someone who listens to instructions from his higher up!
My mind went back to Lily and how she got upset about my uproar towards the head chef. I sighed to myself and went in.
The sight before me was so pleasant as I saw one of the person who caused Lily’s pain in front of me. Troy.
He was tied to an iron chair, bloody face, bruised up and crying his lungs out. That pussy boy Troy, his voice was the loudest I’ve ever heard from my tortured.
“Please! I don’t want to dieee!! HELP ME!!”, Troy cried.
I grimed and slowly walked up to him. His voice got louder as he heard my footsteps, he tried to move backwards but failed.
“NO! No, I’ve had enough! Please spare me!!”, He whined like a baby.
“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you… yet”, I assured him and I could see him shriek back in fear.
“Who- who are you?! Who the fuck ARE YOU!!?”.
I laughed out loud as he tried to sound intimidating, cleaning the false tears from my eyes.
I leaned closer and took off the piece of clothe from his eyes. He winced, trying to adjust. I smirked down at him and he blinked severally.
“Wh- do I know you? Why did you bring me here you psycho!”, He yelled again and I slapped him across the face immediately his last word. His head turned to the side and he spat out blood.
“I do not appreciate when spoken to in such a tone, okay big guy?”.
He immediately nodded.
“It’s a pity you don’t know who I am”, I sighed, scratching my forehead and dancing around the table of torture weapons. Troy face turned white as he saw me hold up an axe.
“Ple- please please, i-if it’s about the money I o-owe Mr Blades, I already told him I’d pay back. Please!!”, He whimpers.
“Me? Work for Blades,?! Hahahaha! I have to give it to you, you’re the funniest prisoner I’ve ever had”.
“Wh-what? Prisoners?”, Troy shuddered.
“I don’t work for Blades, matter of fact…”, I dropped the axe back on the table and walk to Troy, then I whispered in his ear, “he fears me…”, I said.
Troy looked at me then realization hit him.
“YOU! It’s you! The guy with that slut Lily–“, Before he could finish his words, I grabbed a hold of his jaw and pressed it like I wanted to break it.
‘I just might’, I said to myself.
“Ah ahhh”, he struggled.
I let go of his jaw and punched his already bloody face.
“How dare you say her name with such soil mouth of yours! HOW DARE YOU?!?”.
He was already getting to my nerves and he’s making matters far worse. I took a scalpel from the table and just before Troy could fathom what would happen next, I had already driven the object into his left thigh.
“AAHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKK!!!!!!” He yelled out.
I didn’t take my eyes off him neither did I stop the torture. I twisted the scalpel that was still inside his body, earning more gruesome cries for Troy.
I yanked out the scalpel and drove it into his thigh again then again and again. I continued stabbing his left thigh till he could hardly yell.
“36 stabs at a go, good for you… My highest record is 41 at a go”, I chuckled, cleaning the blood on his shirt.
He tried to look up at me, face so pale and he could hardly breathe. Blood dripping from his mouth and I enjoyed the sight.
“Why… wh-why are you doi… doing this to me”, Troy whispered but I heard him.
“Because! because you caused my Kukolka pain! You and that other rat treated her like some cargo. Kidnapping and selling her off!… The only reason you and that bitch are still alive is because I know how to appreciate those who have been of help to me”, I explained.
“Wh-what are y-you… you talking ab-about. I never kidnapped… Lily”.
He was right, his girlfriend did.
“I know. It was your bitchy girlfriend, Olivia”, I said and he shook his head in denial.
“No, noway. Olivia would nev– She would never hurt anyone”.
“But she did. She kidnapped Lily the day you two broke up and sold her to the king of human trafficking. I saved her that night and I took her with me”.
“No, you’re lying… YOU’RE LYING! STOP LYING!!”, He yelled, shaking his chair aggressively.
“Don’t worry. I know you are not directly to blame but just know your girlfriend’s punishment is far worse”, I declared and stabbed his shoulder with the scalpel and I left him yelling.
“AAHHHHH!! FUCK! FUCKKK!! YOU BETTER NOT HURT OLIVIA YOU BASTARD!… SHIT”, He tried to catch up to me but couldn’t. I chuckled at how little he was.
I got out of the room and ordered my men to give him a nice beating before letting him go.
As for Olivia, she’ll be in here for a long long time.
“Oh Olivia?!”, I called out once I entered the room she was held hostage.
“Wh-who is that! Don’t come close to me you fucker! Stay away from me!!”, She yelled, looking left and right. I shook my head and walked up to her and took off her blindfold.
She blinked for two seconds, taking a look at the room she was in before looking at me.
“I-it’s you, it’s you. Mr Vladimir”, Her face turned paler with each second she looked at me.
“I have to hand it to you, you’re smarter than that dummy of a boyfriend Troy”, she could tell who I was real quick, what did they even see in that guy Troy?!
“Troy?! What have you done with him!! What do you want from us?!!”, She was really feisty.
“The real talk here should be, ‘What are you going to do to me?’, don’t you think?”, I corrected.
She shuddered and bit her lips.
“I haven’t wrong you before, so how come you have me and my boyfriend locked up here!”, She asked.
Unlike Troy with the bruised up and bloody face, Olivia is the opposite. She did sustain a minor injury and I’m sure it’s because she struggled. No matter how much one wronged me, I always instruct my men not to hurt any woman.
“You didn’t wrong me, yes… but you wrong Lily, am I right?”.
“I-I don’t know what you’re tal-talking about”, She replied, trying to avoid my gaze.
I smirked and took out a small knife from my sleeves and I saw her sit up right.
“You know, Ms Olivia, three things I hate are lies, betrayal and pretentious people, and unsurprisingly, you match all three… You betrayed your best friend’s trust, pretend you were her friend while stabbing her in the back then lied to her and you’re lying now. Wow, I’m amazed”.
“Well she caused it!! That bitch caused it for herself, she deserves whatever happened to her–“, She couldn’t believe when my palm landed on her jaw.
“You are surely going to pay for that statement Ms Olivia”, I said with a growl.
I take back my former statement about not physically hurting women. This one right here is the devil’s incarnate, and unluckily for her, I’m the DEVIL.