Jace Lambridi
I stood inside the death room and smirked. She looked so scared and fragile as I put the drugged handkerchief over her mouth and carried her back to the car. I looked at Valentino. We've been friends all our lives. Right now, I sure hope he knew what he was doing, this could bring a war.
I had met Ty a few times and had heard about his run in with the Hemmings. We all knew it was the Green brothers that had saved him all but his sister. "Are you sure about this Valentino? This could all come into and break out a mafia war."
"Then so be it. He was my brother Jace, my f*****g brother! My flesh and blood, you'd do the same if yours were missing too."
True.
"Look, just deal with her friend, you see fit. We need to know where my brother is."
"What I'd he's dead, Valentino?"
"Then the war began. No one takes away my family,no one."
"There has to be a reason he hasn't returned home, Valentino."
"And I'm going to find out exactly what it is."
The rest of the ride home was silent. We put both girls in the death rooms far enough away from each other that they wouldn't know where the other was.
She stirred, waking up."Good evening sweetheart."
"Where am I?"
"Not when you were five hours ago, that's for sure."
She looked up and over at me and panicked. "Who are you? What do you ain't?"
I grabbed another chair, walked over to where she sat, placed the chair down, sitting opposite her.
She looked up through her hair hanging over her face. I moved it out of her eyes even though she was a big girl. She was stunning. Yet I had failed to realise this when I approached her.
"My name is Jace Lambridi."
She nodded, looking at me. "What do you want with me? Why am I here?"
'You're here on the boss's orders and to help us find his brother."
"I don't know his brother."
"My boss seems to think you do. It seems both you and your friend went to school with his brother. You were all in the same year."
"Doesn't mean to say I know him."
"His name is Dean Miller. We know all about you and Kacey," I said, guiding my hand down her face. "So we can either do this the easy way or the hard way. My boss wants to know where his brother is and he thinks you and your friend know where he is."
She looked at me, swallowing hard. "What I want to know is simple, Milly. Where is my Dean Miller?"
"I don't know, I swear."
I dropped my hand off her face, taking her hand in mine, touching each finger. "Such soft, perfect hands would be a waste if you could no longer use them."
"What?'
"The truth, Milly."
"I already told you I don't know."
I bent her finger back, snapping it. She screamed and my d**k twitched.
"The truth, Milly, or I will continue till you have no fingers left to use."
"I don't know, I swear."
I snapped the next. She screamed louder. f**k my d**k was hard listening to her screams. f**k, I had to concentrate and forget how much I wanted to f**k her so hard so she would be screaming my name.
"I don't believe you!"
"I am telling you the truth. I swear I don't know where he is."
I snapped another. She screamed so high-pitched the glass almost cracked. My d**k was hard and throbing and throbbing with the sounds of her screams. I had to get this finished before I threw her to the floor and f****d her.
I continued questioning her as her screams echoed through the death room, my d**k getting painfully hard. I need to finish this now and get the f**k out of here. I snapped her hand back and she screamed with tears in her eyes, dripping down her face. I stood up and leaned forward. "I warned you Milly, one hand left. What would you do without the use of both hands?"
"You bas...." She began. I forced my lips on hers as a warning, pulling her lip back into my teeth. Letting it go.
"That will teach you to respect me and not let our curse words," I said, wiping her lip before walking out of the room and slamming the door shut.
I needed a cold shower to sort my hard on out, and get my s**t together before I f****d her into oblivion.
Milly
I sat crying. f**k, I knew this life had its ups and downs and I guess this was one of the downs. I hadn't even been warned how bad things could get in this life.
Heck, I hadn't even told Kacey they were the mafia, I wasn't even sure if she knew. If she did, she was doing a good job of hiding it, but so was I. I was told at an early age if there is a secret to keep it, no matter how bad it may be, that person trusted you enough to tell it to you in the first place. It's to be kept locked away in the deepest part of your soul.
I could believe I had to sit with my mouth shut for the last hour. Well, that's what it felt like.
I can believe these guys torture to get information. Actually, I can, after I saw what Orlando and Daniel had done to Kyson and Shaw, I guess these guys did it no different.
No matter how much pain and how much they tortured me, I was not going to give up or give in. I respected Orlando and Daniel
I loved Daniel to the moon and back. I wasn't going to turn against him, especially after what Dean and his friends had done to me and Kacey.
I just had to keep it up until Orlando and Daniel realised we were missing and came for us, even if it meant I would have no hand, so be it.
I slowly closed my eyes. The exhaustion of today's events had got to me. I just hoped tomorrow would be better, but I highly doubt it.
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