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Chapter 167

Author: Ed Sundersen
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

WARNING: This chapter contains explicit descriptions of violence that may be triggering for some readers. It is not recommended for readers under the age of 18❌🚫

Groans and whimpering cries filled the air as the soldiers dragged the broken men across the ground, their bruised and swollen limbs scraping against the stone. As the soldiers positioned them on wooden crosses, their eyes widened in horror, their screams shattering the air.

"Per favore, abbiate pietΓ !" One of them begged, his voice cracking in despair. [Please, have mercy!]

The soldiers secured their wrists and ankles with iron clamps, stretching their limbs taut. Enzo watched, unmoved, as the men's cries spiraled into anguished wails, their bodies trembling in terror.

"You should know the consequences of every fucking betrayal," Enzo said. "Una punizione spietata! [Ruthless retribution!"

The sound of hammering echoed through the air as iron nails were driven into flesh and wood. The first strike sent shudders through thei
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look at Alberto thinking he has everything under control whether he fights with Enzo or Sergio there is no difference his aim is to remove the both if them in order to claim what his according him Ville and Alfonso are having the best time of their life they have been waiting for this moment
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