Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 390

Unbelievable.

Norlan now gives me fucking parables?

He made to keep walking when one of my men approached us.

“We’re all set, Alpha.”

Good. It’s about that time.

I took long strides, in a hurry to charge into that bunker and chop–chop.

The moment I stepped in, a small moan escaped my throat.

Because, oh, fuck me, the setup was perfect.

The table was a fucking dream.

A nightmare, actually. For them.

Lined up neatly like silverware at a fancy restaurant were hammers, batons, wrenches, knives, scalpels, and even a damn saw. Big, small, clean, stained, name it. Each one practically begging me to pick them up and start the music.

The axe? Oh, that one was my fucking favorite.

I mention

Stupid me.

This was cinema.

Mini LF with Signature Prime Lenses stood in the middle of the large space, facing the ‘stage‘ to catch the moment the light

angled like twin snipers, two RED V–RAPTOR XL 8K VNs stood ready to capture every glorious fucking

kept my promise to Mine to give her a front–row seat to this little horror show, so she could watch me execute the bastards who hurt her, slowly and intimately. But knowing Kasmine? She’d go all soft, cry into her sleeve like she does during horror movies, whispering, “Don’t do it,

isn’t a

This is reality.

A personal horror feature.

couldn’t stomach the live screening, I did what’s best for her. I decided to record every filthy second of

quickly walked to the table with the urgency

my hands once, “Who’s

on the men tied, gagged, and slumped in their chairs

men. Blood kept trickling down their heads, noses, heck, all around their bodies, I had ordered for special

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like silver laced with wolfsbane and

but leaves them hyper–aware of pain.

without blinking. The arenait pick Wants to die with pride? Trying not to show any form of weakness, like he wasn’t soaked in his own piss and bleeding out the

exact tool to make sure he bled from the