Damian’s POV“Kill him.” I ordered as I cracked my fingers and turned my back at the man that was already bleeding profusely and at the verge of death but still somehow begging to not be killed.“Please, Boss. Please, I promise I would stop working for them and—““So you admit you’re working for them while also working for me?” I asked, not turning to look at him as I spoke, he’d just ratted us out to our rival gang and he had the nerve to deny.He’d just shot himself in the leg when all I did was just a little bit of torture.I turned to look at him and I was satisfied at the realization he had on his face, he didn’t know when he blew his own whistle.I looked at his hand on the table and even that sight too was also pleasing, I’d only chopped three of fingers off, I wanted to do more but I had a dinner date with my mother, keeping her waiting was one thing I detested doing.“Please boss. They offered me a lot of—“ I didn’t let him finish his statement when I pulled the trigger, shoo
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