Chapter 17: What a torture

At that moment, Vortex knew he was in deep hell. Candy's eyes widened. That was unexpected, and the fact he referred to her as his made her feel conflicted.

"I'm sorry, please. I didn't mean to. I had no idea," Vortex was terrified. He had heard about Diego. His underworld side was something one shouldn't mess with.

"Remove your hand without touching the knife," Diego ordered, and Vortex's eyes widened. That would bring him so much pain.

"Sir Die...go.. I"

"Should I do it for you then?" Diego raised his brow. If he did, then that hand would be gone. He wanted to see Vortex torture himself.

"I'll do it!" Vortex yelled and stared back at his hand, which hurt badly. Removing his hand without touching the knife meant cutting himself.

What a torture!

"You're fucking wasting my time." His deep voice made Vortex shudder in fear. Tears streamed down his face.

Closing his eyes, he removed his hand forcefully, the knife cutting through his flesh, sending extreme pain through his