SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 228

Chapter 228

James stepped closer to Victoria, the sharp blade catching what little light came through the broken windows. The metal looked cold and cruel in his steady hand. "No," Camille whispered, her voice barely audible. "Please, no."

Victoria closed her eyes, trying to prepare herself for what was coming. She had faced many difficult moments in her life - losing her husband, building her business from nothing, defending herself against enemies who wanted to destroy her. But nothing had prepared her for this.

The first touch of the blade against her arm made her gasp. It was just a light pressure at first, not cutting, just letting her feel how sharp it was.

"My father spent his last years in a small, dark cell," James said quietly. "He told me in his letters how the other prisoners would threaten him, how the guards would look the other way when someone wanted to hurt him."

The blade pressed harder against Victoria's skin. She bit her lip to keep from crying out.

"Stop it!" Camille shouted, pulling against the zip ties so hard that blood started to show on her wrists. "He's gone, James! Your father is gone! Hurting her won't bring him back!"

James ignored Camille completely. His focus was entirely on Victoria now, watching her face as fear and pain mixed together.

"Do you know what it feels like to be helpless?" he asked Victoria. "To know that no one is coming to save you?"

The blade moved across her arm, making a thin red line. Victoria couldn't hold back her scream this time. The sound echoed off the concrete walls, making it seem louder and more desperate.

"Victoria!" Camille's voice broke as she watched blood appear on her mother's arm. "Please, James, I'm begging you. Take me instead. Do whatever you want to me, but leave her alone."

"Take you instead?" James turned to look at Camille, and his expression was cold and empty. "You don't understand. This isn't about choosing one of you over the other. This is about making both of you suffer the way my family suffered."

He turned back to Victoria and made another cut, deeper this time. Victoria's whole body shook with pain, but she tried not to give him the satisfaction of screaming again.

"Tell me," James said, his voice soft but dangerous, "what would you do to save your daughter? What would you sacrifice?"

Victoria looked at Camille through her tears. Her daughter was pulling so hard against the zip ties that the plastic was cutting into her skin, leaving bloody marks on her wrists.

"Anything," Victoria whispered. "I would do anything."

"Even confess to crimes you didn't commit?"

"Yes."

"Even destroy your own business?"

"Yes."

"Even die?"

Victoria didn't hesitate. "Yes."

James smiled, but it wasn't a happy expression. It was the smile of someone who had gotten exactly the answer he expected.

"My father would have said the same thing about me," he said. "But when the time came to choose between his family and his business, he chose wrong."

The blade moved to Victoria's other arm. This time, the cut was so deep that blood immediately started running down to her fingers.

"Stop!" Camille screamed so loudly that her voice cracked. "You're killing her!"

over whether Victoria Kane lives or dies. Just like the justice system had

blood loss. The warehouse seemed to be spinning around her, and James's voice sounded like it was coming

just do it. Don't torture me in front of my

James replied. "Because that's what you did to my father. You tortured him by taking away everything he cared about while his

pain was so intense that she couldn't breathe

hurt. "Please," she begged. "Please, I'll give you anything you want. Money, information, whatever you

I want," James said, "is for you to understand that power means nothing when someone else

yet, just letting her feel the cold metal against her

of Victoria Kane's suc her wealth, all of her influence

Camille whispered. "Please

ess, all of

against the blade. Each pulse pushed her skin slightly

"If you're going to do it, then do it. But let Camille go first. She never hurt your father. She was not my child when all of this

part of your empire. She benefits from what you built on my father's

"She's innocent."

in your

a little harder against Victoria's throat. A tiny drop

"Last words?" he asked.

Victoria looked at Camille,

face.

my life meaning when I thought I had lost everything. You

I would never be one Whatever happens to

keep being

head. "No, don't talk like

We're both going

don't think so,"

getting closer to her skin. Her whole body shook with

you're going to kill me, just do

pulled the knife back slightly, studying her face. "Kill you?" He let out a harsh laugh. "Death would be too kind, Mrs. Kane. Death would end your suffering, and I'm not ready for

you mean?" Victoria asked, though she was

mean that tonight was just the beginning," James said, wiping the blood from the blade with a cloth. "Tonight was just to show you

felt her heart sink.

yes," James said, looking at both women with cold satisfaction. "I have so much more planned for both of you. Tonight

knife next to the other instruments. Victoria could see that there were

continued, his voice calm and

We understand that you want revenge. But this won't bring your father back." "No, it won't," James agreed. "But it will make sure

up his laptop and folding his chair. "I have to go now. I have preparations

"Session?" Victoria asked weakly.

our little meetings," James said with a smile that made both women's blood run cold. "Tonight was Session One. Tomorrow will be Session Two. And if you're very unlucky, there might be a Session Three as well." Victoria tried to think of something to say that might change his mind, but the pain from her cuts was making it hard to focus. Blood was still dripping from her arms, and she felt

that no one will hear you scream. No one will

look for

they? Your phones are destroyed. Your car is at the

disappeared." James picked up

time anyone thinks to search for you, this will all

toward the door, then paused and