His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

In a dimly lighted cell room, a man was tied to the four angles of the room by his hands and legs, spreading apart.

His loud screams filled the air, and it was that of pain. He wouldn’t stop yelling and screaming for the outrageous shock running through his body to stop, but that was all in vain.

His body shook violently again when the picana touched his skin, letting yet another scream leave his lips.

Don stood a distance away from him, his hands crossed behind his back as he glared at the man in front of him. His face held no emotions.

Watching him in agony was pleasant to his sight, but it was still not enough for him.

Don scoffed out when the man let out an even louder scream. What a pleasant sound to his ears!

Not like anyone would hear him and save his ass right now, this was his territory and no one dared question his authority.

Draco dropped the picana and signaled some boys in the cell room to take a whip each. He was the one in charge of the torture, and the boys he had with him were four, ready to assist him.

He led the flogging by starting first, and the others followed accordingly, giving him hard strokes that sank into his skin and torn the area. With each stroke Draco gave him, he is mustering his strength, not giving him a space to breathe.

That was for putting his partner, Rex, on the hospital bed.

While the man’s scream continued to evade the atmosphere, Bella walked in and stood beside her brother to also watch the show.

The man’s screams were growing fainter as each second passed, this torture had been going on for half an hour now, so it was just inevitable.

“Is he the one?” She glanced at her brother for a split of a second.

“Yes.” He gritted out, clenching his fist behind him.

Only one thing was stopping him from doing the torture himself, and that was because he still had a lot to stall for him.

“What do you plan to do with him?” Bella inquired, her face having almost the same look as her brother.

Though, she was also trying to figure out if she’s seen that face before, but it seemed like her memory was vague. She wasn’t certain whether she’s seen the face before or not.

“A lot. Just you watch and see.”

Shortly, the man’s voice was no longer heard, even when a few strokes landed on him. Draco paused along with the other boys and checked his pulse.

He was still alive but just went unconscious.

“Boss, he has fainted.” He announced the obvious.

Don didn’t say anything for a while and when he did, he turned to go.

“Wake him up and start over again.”

Bella’s eyes widened immediately, and she also rushed behind him.

“What if he dies before he spills the beans?” Her voice came out with a little fear.

The man hasn’t said who sent him yet because it was so obvious as he was a foreigner, there was no way a foreigner would just want to kill her brother.

“He wouldn’t die, not when he still has a lot of suffering ahead of him.” With this, Don increased his pace, but that didn’t stop Bella from following him up to his room.

Don pushed his door open as he walked straight to his dressing mirror whilst unbuttoning his shirt.

“Why haven’t you asked him yet? I mean, we should know why he tried to kill you.” Bella slumped down on the bed in a seat.

“Don’t tell me you won’t do that anytime soon because I’m not going to let you kill him before we know our enemy.” She stated when Don didn’t say a word.

She knows her brother too well, and if given the chance, he wouldn’t waste any time to ending that man’s life.

“We have to make him say who sent him before we lose the real enemy.”

“I know all that.” Don turned sharply to face her, then paused.

“Just leave everything to me, he is going nowhere until I find out all I need to know.” He scoffed out before turning back to face the mirror.

His shirt was now revealing his chest, so he just pulled the shirt off his body.

“Alright, but don’t forget to let me know when you’re ready to ask him, I would also like to witness the scene.” Bella rose to her feet with a sigh.

She turned to leave the room but halted when she got to the door. Slowly, she turned back to face him and folded her hands on her chest.

“Where is Lillian? I haven’t seen her around even though you’re here.” Bella’s brows arched, confused.

“She is still at the mansion.”

“You left her there?” She became even more confused and took a few steps forward.

“Did anything happen last night?” She added in a sluggish yet suspicious tone.

“What do you want to know? Was it how you ruined my perfect time alone?” Don glanced at her as he walked to his closet to dump his shirt.

“I think I didn’t just waste my time calling you, so I deserve to know at least something.” She folded her hands across her chest again with her lips pursed together in a small frown.

“Okay, I’ll tell you. What happened last night was….” Don paused to study her facial expression.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

She was looking so serious and curious at the same time, this only made him smile.

“You should figure it out yourself.” He chuckled and didn’t hesitate to make his way into the bathroom.

Her once curious expression changed into anger immediately when she realized he just fooled her.

What was she thinking? That he would tell her?

“You son of the devil.” She scoffed out in a loud tone for him to hear as she balled her fist with gritted teeth.

“Of course, he was my father.” Don’s voice sounded from the bathroom, and it only made her roll her eyes, looking pissed off.

“Something definitely happened, but what’s that?” She mumbled to herself and sucked in her breath before exhaling slowly.