Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

Chapter 164

164. Tyson
I look at Ruchen and Ansel. They nod, and the real fun begins. Torturing Dukes and killing them is inked in my DNA. It is as easy as breathing. After putting the scorpions back in their terrariums, I yank my knife out from the Duke’s thigh, and I cut off his nipples. Not that he will need them anyway. When Roy screams, I hit him in the mouth with the back of the knife’s handle.
“What is the bitc h hiding?” I ask.
When no reply comes, I grab the pliers and start yanking his nails. I take my time, making it as painful as possible. Rueben might be on the verge of madness, but when it comes to torture, I am more ruthless than him. The beating the bitc h received from me is nothing compared with what I will do to Roy.
“Ansel, give me the eye speculum,” I say. Roy turns pale. “You better start talking m o t h e r f u c k e r, or else I will have you
eat your eyes.”
Rueben holds Roy’s head while I put the speculum around it, forcing his eye wide open. “F u c k you, Lord.”
“I tried,” I say as I grab some needles from my torture kit. It is amazing how much damage these little f u c k e r s can make. Grabbing the Duke’s chin, I bring one of the needles as close as possible to his eye. Rueben is still holding his head, but I wish he would let go because I know Roy will try to do something stupid. I move the needle closer until the tip pokes his pupil, making him scream.
“Tell me what I want to know, and the pain will stop,” I say.
“You think leaving me blind will make me speak. Tick, tock. It won’t be long now,” Roy grunts.
If being blind won’t crac k him open, then something else will. Being the moth e r f u c k e r I am, I give Roy new nails made from needles.
Roy spits on my face. “You think this is torture?”
I clean my face. The urge to yank out his eyes is huge, but I control myself. Instead, I cut off the lobe of his left ear. When I torture someone, I do all kinds of terrible things to them, especially if it’s a Duke. “I am only beginning. Ansel, Rueben, give me a hand.”
Ansel and Rueben untic Roy and force him on his stand I yank down his pants. Grabbing something from the

torture kit, I show it to Roy, “Do you know what this is?”
“A pepper?”
“Ah, but what type of pepper?”
Roy swallows hard. “How should I know? I don’t really like s p i c y stuff.”
I smile like the Grinch. “A Carolina Reaper.”
“Are you going to make me eat it?” Roy wants to know.
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“More or less.”
I break the skin of the pepper and shove it into Roy’s as s. The screams start almost immediately. If I really wanted, I would have made Roy talk by now, but he deserves to f u c k i n g suffer for hitting my woman. Ansel and Ruchen put Boy back on the chair and we tie him before I put duct tape around his mouth. My ears are bleeding because of how loud he is screaming
“What now?” Ansel asks.
After I make sure Roy won’t bleed to death, I say, “We will leave him like this until morning.”
This time, real dread appears on Roy’s face. He pulls on the restraints but can’t escape. He knows it but still fights.
I leave the eye speculum on. By morning, Roy will be the one who will want to claw out his eyes. We grab our coats, turn off the light in the shed, and we leave.
“Where is Diva?” Rueben asks.
“I left her in the bar in case someone tried anything funny,” I explain.
“Let’s check the farm and the surroundings. I don’t want to be caught off guard again,” Rueben says.
“Mose has to see you.” Ansel says to Rueben.
“After I make sure Diva is alright,” Rueben dismissed our concerns.
Knowing how stubborn Rueben can be, I decide not to insist. If he faints in the snow it’s on him.
We make our way to the barn when a loud explosion comes from the guest house. We fall to the ground but quickly get up. The front part of the house is gone, while the rest is on fire.
My heart stills for a moment.
Tick, tock.
Roy
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