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“Damiano…”
“Shut it.” I told her, my tone cold as I stared her down. I despised the sound of her voice saying my name.
I grabbed a chair and sat in front of her, resting my arms on my legs as my eyes narrowed.
“You have some fucking nerve.” I growled.
“Damiano, please! -”
“Did I say you can talk?!” My voice filled the room, and she fell silent, fresh tears streaming down her face. I clicked my tongue in annoyance.
Such a headache.
“You should have kept your mouth shut and lived quietly. The reason you even got out alive was Althaia feeling sorry for you, despite you trying to kill her. I let you live because I want to please her. However, you took advantage of that kindness. So, tell me, Sofia, how did Miciela know she was pregnant?”
“I-I don’t know. I told her not to do anything, but she didn’t listen!” She cried out desperately, sobbing uncontrollably.
“You dare to lie to my face.” I sneered, and she frantically shook her head.
“I’m not lying! Please, Damiano!”
“Tell me the truth.”
She sniffed and tried to calm down her sobbing.
“I-I really don’t know what happened. She-she received some kind of link, and all of Althaia’s information was there. Miciela wanted to do me justice, but I told her not to! I told her to let it go, but she didn’t listen!” Sofia cried out, and I let out a chilling laugh.
“Justice for what, exactly? For defending herself when you tried to kill her?” I tilted my head.
“I tried to stop her! I really did! Please, just let me go! I will stay out of your life. Just let me g-go.” Sofia continued to beg.
There was no point in talking to her anymore. I got the confirmation I needed.
I pulled out my pack of cigarettes, lit one up, and took a long drag before exhaling the smoke. I rose from my seat just in time for Vittoria to make her entrance, clad in her usual black leather outfit.
She stood ready for whatever torment her heart desired, especially since I had explicitly instructed my men to avoid causing harm to women unless absolutely necessary. Even then, they were permitted to use only enough force to restrain them.
This was precisely why I hired Vittoria. She was a sadistic woman who seemingly took more pleasure in torturing and breaking people than anyone else. She was perfect for the job.
“What sins did she commit?” Vittoria asked. That was her favorite question. The severity and duration of the torture were determined by the shit the person had committed.
“Tried to kill my wife.” I said as I smoked. Her smile widened and turned into a sadistic smirk.
“She has earned a round with the whip.” Vittoria’s eyes danced with excitement as she pulled out her whip, swinging her arm, and a sharp sound resonated in the room when it kissed the floor.
“Whatever you desire, Vittoria.” I faced Sofia, whose wailing had gotten louder, choking in between sobs, and looked like she was about to faint. “Your mother will be taken care of. She is, after all, loyal to the family.” I told Sofia.
“I’m begging you! Please... please don’t do this to me!” She shouted in desperation and tried to break free.
“You will be begging for a long time.” Vittoria let out a sadistic laugh before swinging her arm again.
The whip sliced through the air, lashing Sofia’s skin across the arm. Her eyes went wide, and her mouth was agape with no sound escaping her. Then the blood-curdling scream came out, and Vittoria closed her eyes to the sound with a smile.
I deeply inhaled the smoke, enjoying the punishment she was getting.
“Her voice makes me so excited.” Vittoria said and opened her eyes. I finished my cigarette and turned around to leave.
“She’s all yours.” I heard the second swing of the whip, and more screaming escaped Sofia just before the door closed entirely behind me.
