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.

pull out all your teeth,” I snarl in her

kit. It is something I 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

Tyson

Reyes gave me, the stun belt, waterboarding, or the pliers. I have many other things in there, but I am not trying to kill, not

a feminist and is against violence toward women, I would have used white torture

put on a pair of gloves, pick up the knife, a box of needles and return to her. Her nails are painted red-go figure- making it easy to hide what I

walks up her

tell me what you know about Carlos,”

r-really don’t

grab one of her ti ts and pinching her nipple hard, I add, “You think Carlos

ti t and put

your ti t off!” I bark. Not because I fear Jasper will hear her and

bites her bottom lip, tears streaming

keeps walking

I demand as

to cough. Any other person would believe she is sick, but not me. Just a cheap act she put on to

again when the door

I would find you in here with her,” he

Jasper suspect anything?”

and he uses her mouth as an ashtray as we keep

you’re

puts out the cigar on the bit ch’s tongue. “Eat it!” he snarls as he shoves

throat.

the cigar onto the floor, and he punches her thigh with such

2/4

139, Tyson

break.

falls off

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

careful,” I say as I pick up the scorpion

tries to close them, the scorpion lands between them. Annoyed by the sudden movements, the scorpion plunges her stinger into her labia before

the