Chapter 237: The Taste Of His Fury

Angel

With the anger heating within me, I drove to our torture house, where I held some of Sparrow's men who we captured during the investigations. My men had followed behind me and finally we arrived at the property.

The familiar smell of blood hit my memory. This place had memories from the past leading down to my time of rule. It started with Cassie's great-grandfather, the founder of our cartel and down to me.

The moment one stepped into this property he was twice a heartless man than he were before. It was all revenge and no enemy who ever stepped in here left here alive.

My men sorrounded the place and I stepped into Julio's cell first. He was already a finished man with how malnourished he looked. He deserved it, they all deserved it.

He scrambled away, whimpering in fear as we approached him. I squat to his level placing my hands on both knees while I looked at him.

"Do you know why we are here?" I asked in deep and hoarse voice feeling the killer surge surfacing. Julio tre