Babel Novel
6
Greg’s POV
“PLEASE let me out!!!”, she screamed from the boot.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.
Her stubbornness and naivety, made me miss the engagement party.
She is so gonna remain in there for all I please.
…Moments Later…
Gianna’s POV
“Greg don’t tie me up please”, I cried as I watched Greg brought out a box pulling out a lengthy rope out of it.
His eyes were all red, so red and bloodshot.
“Strip!”, he commanded with a hardened tone that scared the hell outta me.
“I’m sorry please pardon me!,” I begged for the hundredth time.
“My body still hurts from the squeeze in the car boot, now I’m gonna be tied to a chair all night long, again”, I cried.
“Oh really? You should have thought of the repercussions before taking some nasty hasty decision”, he uttered.
“I won’t dare rebel against you again, I won’t”, I cried but he was emotionless.
Greg’s POV
I walked up to Gianna using my dagger to strip off her clothes, her eyes widened in shock and horror.
In a twinkle of an eye, she was left in her lace undies and brassiere.
“We are stuck together forever. Don’t ever think of leaving me, don’t ever. If I don’t get married to you, then you will become my favorite pet.
“You are mine and mine alone and no one else, but I have to punish you for going against me”, I blurted.
I tied her hands together with the rope, walked to the freezer bringing out a bowl containing a good amount of cold icy water.
I emptied all of it on her.
She quivered, trembled and shuddered at once.
“Have compassion, you are killing me”, she cried hiccupping like an infant.
I took the rope and tied her hands together before tying her round the chair.
Then I brought out the two headed whip and proceed to whip her.
“I’m sorry Greg. I won’t disobey anymore”, she kept on pleading.
Greg’s POV
SINCE my dusk was ruined by Gina, I decided to visit my warehouse and torture house to see if I will be able to vent my anger by shedding blood.
I inhaled as I got out of the car standing in front of my torture room situated at the outskirts of the city.
My men all bowed the moment I entered.
Just at that time, Lionel was whipping and hitting a heavily chained guy mercilessly.
“That is enough Lionel”, I said and put a hand on his shoulder as I glared at the man now bathed in his own blood.
I scrouched down to his level, he was coughing out blood.
“Who sent you?”, I roughly pulled his hair to lift his face.
“I… I will never tell you”, he said and made a hissing sound due to pain.
I smirked, ohh really?
“Very well then… Lionel?”, I called and paused for a moment as I signaled to be handed a knife.
It was given to me and then I got up, and walked up to his behind.
“So you won’t tell me? Hmmm?”, I barked the question.
“Never Gregory I w…”.
He couldn’t complete his sentence as I suddenly pierced my knife into his bare back.
“Aaahhhhh!”, he screamed horribly making the walls echoed.
“DON’T – YOU – EVER – DARE – TO – CALL – ME – BY – NAME”, I uttered, picking my wordings one after the other, and then digging the knife deep into his back carving a J sign while his blood was oozing out.
“… your soul won’t even forget this”, I finished and with that, I pulled out the knife as he screamed dreadfully again.
“You… you are a devil”, he screamed in pain.
I got up and advanced forward as I smirked.
“I am… and it seems like you are of no use to me now”, with that I stabbed him multiple times until I was sure he was no longer breathing.
Yes, I killed him.
“How many times do I have to tell you to use gun? Idiot! Gun”, Lionel said, visibly annoyed.
“I don’t care Lionel. Take a picture of him especially his disfigured back and burn the body to ashes”, I said and wiped my hand with a white handkerchief.
“By the way you already have the information right?”, I turned to ask.
“Yes, I know how impulsive you are so I already dug out everything”, Manuel said unchaining him.
“That is why you are an Ace”, I laughed walking outside.
“Sounded more like an Ass”, Lionel mumbled.
“How is she?”, Lionel questioned and my facial expression hardened.
“Can we go have some drinks please?”, I gibbered, avoiding his undiluted question.
“Sure!”, he answered as we made our way to the the bar section, within my warehouse.