Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

Shackled (The Lord Series)

Tyson

While I am not one to put triggers to chapters, please note this chapter is very violent.

Her chin trembles.

“Why are you doing this? Rueben, I understand his motives, but-”

I grab her chin between my fingers, and she stops speaking. “You want to know why I hate your very existence?” My fingers dig into her flesh, forcing her jaw open. “Because you are a f uc king Du chess wh ore. You and all your kind should be exterminated. And every-f**kking-thing that happened to you is because you couldn’t keep your legs closed.”

The bit ch starts to cry, and I slap her across the face with the back of my right hand, and her head flies to the side. I hate-hate-when women cry. They use their tears as a way to manipulate men to obtain what they want. It doesn’t work on me, though. I am practically h oe-proofed by now.

“Stop with the fake tears!” I snarl.

She so bs quietly-I guess it can’t be helped since women are emotional creatures, aka too stu pid to understand what they are told-and I slowly walk around the shed, looking at my pets.

I became fascinated with snakes and scorpions five years ago, at twenty-one, and since then, I’ve studied them, learning a lot about and from them.

They are, umm, rather charming creatures. I know that not many will agree with me, but I don’t care. Some like dogs and cats, I like other kinds of animals. I even have a deathstalker scorpion tattooed on my back and a boa on my left hand, its body wrapped around my arm and its head on my shoulder.

I open one of the terrariums and take out an emperor scorpion. While it has venom, it is not lethal to humans, but it is still unpleasant, and also, it causes pain with its pedipalps.

If the bi tch is afraid of snakes, I bet she is afraid of scorpions as well.

I turn to face her, and her eyes go wide with terror.

“Have you ever seen a scorpion before?”

Her voice trembles as she replies. “Not in real life.”

“I guess it’s your lucky day then,” I say and go over to her and put the scorpion on her left knee.

She lets out a shriek, and I wrap my fingers around her neck, and I squeeze it hard.

I will pull out all

put together over time, and it fits in a toolbox. The first item that went in it was given to me by Reyes, another troubled Lord like me, but for other reasons. As a Lord, Reyes is as ruthless as I am,

Tyson

belt, waterboarding, or the pliers. I have many other things in

some sort of a feminist and is against violence toward women, I

up the knife, a box of needles and return to her. Her nails are painted red-go figure- making

walks up her

time, tell me what you know about Carlos,” I say as I

r-really don’t

ts and pinching her nipple hard, I add, “You think Carlos is a sa dist? I can be

side of her ti t and put the tip in. Blood rolls down her body. “I-it hurts,” she

I will cut your ti t off!” I bark. Not because I fear Jasper will hear her and barge in at any

bottom lip, tears

scorpion keeps walking up

what you know about Carlos,” I demand as I push another needle

cough. Any other person would believe she is sick, but not me. Just a

her areola again when the door opens, and Rueben enters,

her,” he says as he locks

suspect anything?” I want

he uses her mouth as an ashtray as we keep

you’re worried

on the bit ch’s tongue. “Eat it!” he snarls

throat.

the cigar onto the floor, and he punches

2/4

139, Tyson

break.

falls off

a loud shriek coming from her opened mouth, her eyes rolling at the back of her head because of

scorpion and

slightly open, and when she tries to close them, the scorpion lands between them. Annoyed by the sudden movements, the scorpion plunges her

screams blo ody murder, bucking against the restraints. I