“If he’s going to have me killed—” and fuck, the anger comes through in my voice, “then I might as well go all the way.”
“There’s a difference between being killed and being slaughtered,” she retorts. “If you go all the way, he’ll torture you before he kills you.”
I know exactly what Giorgis Bellini is capable of. He’s one of those men who thinks he’s owed the world and will trample over everybody else to get what he wants. Well, I’m not intimidated by that shit. I’ve killed enough men over the past ten years, and I’ve dealt with men more terrifying than him.
Of course, it was never personal before. Bellini ruined my life, and I’ve got no qualms about doing whatever it takes to ruin his.
So having a bit of fun with his daughter before I return her? Ruining her completely, so she can’t ever be the same again? Yeah, I’m down for that. Fuck Giorgis Bellini, and fuck his entire family.
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