Chapter Thirty-Six

Torture.

Alesso

Entering the warehouse basement I look at the two most pathetic figures hanging on the wall in front of me. Rolling up my sleeves of the suit, I take long strides to stand in front of them where Matteo was throwing darts aiming at their heads. They looked half beaten making me look to my right.

"Matteo I only allowed you the starters, why did you have the main course as well?" I looked at him and snarled.

"Well they were pissing me off, what was I supposed to do? So, I just relished it some more." He said as he smirked and kept his gaze on the men who were on the wall, tied.

"So, who shall we start with? The bastard pig of a father or the gum on my shoe?" I looked between them.

Michael just screamed to let him go, pathetic. "Ok, I'll take that as you are volunteering."

I take the nearby blade and throw it towards him like a dart that pierced in his shoulder and he lets out another scream. Walking towards him, I smirk deviously. He looked like a frightened lamb going to