Gabriel POV “Ahh.....!” he screamed when his feet touched the hot melted silver. “Please.... please… believe me..... I know nothing! Ah!” he pleaded. I grabbed his throat with my sharp razor-like claws and cut the rope, from which his body was hanging over the bathtub, replenished with hot melted silver. His face painted with dark gushes from my previous punching session, trembling body, eyes widened in fear...... from death, and the devil. I dipped his half body in the bathtub and was rewarded with ear-piercing screams and sobs. I dug my claw in his throat, making him look into my eyes. Crying. “Last chance, Celsius, tell me the fucking name,” I said in my cold, heartless a
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