Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

400. Tyson - Malaky V

Malaky cries and whimpers while I watch with a smile on my lips as his blood drips on the floor. He will never touch Olivia again.

No one will ever hurt her again. Nor Jasper.

I'll make sure of it.

This is what I should have done from the beginning: protect Olivia, not abandon her without giving her the opportunity to defend herself.

"My hands. What am I going to do without them?" Malaky keeps whimpering.

It makes me so happy to see him in pain.

"Aww, don't be like that," Rueben keeps mocking Malaky. "Imagine all the things you will do with two prosthetic hands."

"You will even fuck pussies better with your new fingers than your dick," Dimitri chuckles. "How about we cut off your dick so you can get another one?"

"No!" Malaky wails. "Please, don't!"

"Don't shit your pants! It was only a suggestion," Dimitri says.

Dimitri finishes heating the poker and brings it to me. I press the red iron against Malaky's left wrist. For a moment, the only sound in the room is the sizzling of burned flesh. Malaky grits his teeth in pain. I want to hear him scream in agony and beg for forgiveness for what he did to Olivia.

I push the tip of the poker into his stumps, making him yell, "Stop!"

"I would, but then you would die," I pretend not to want him dead. Fucking pig!

Rueben pretends to cough. "It's starting to smell like cooked pork. Isn't that right, Little Piggy?" he asks Malaky.

I finish cauterizing Malaky's stumps, not wanting him to die of blood loss before I'm done with him, and slap his beer belly. "He is anything but little. Except for his dick." To Malaky, I say, "Piggy, I bet you can't even find your dick due to all the fat you have. Isn't that right?"

Malaky whimpers something unintelligible.

"Speak louder," Dimitri says.

"Why are you doing this?" Malaky asks. Like he doesn't know all the shitty things he did to women. He should have known that sooner or later, karma would catch up with him.

I am Malaky's personal karma!

my tongue. "Like I

tries to find out. "Because now I'm sure

two heads, but you only use your small one, so I'm not going to ask you to

at the same time as

who wants you dead is a very important

this for money?" Malaky

"Sure," Ansel replies.

"Talk to my father. He will pay any sum of money you want in

can kill this mother fucker and walk out with

pull out my phone and take some pictures of Malaky, making sure his arms are

You should have said so earlier. Then you would still have your hands attached to the rest of your fat arms," I say. I push the hand on the floor with the tip of my boot. "The cut is

knew how much I loath him. I grab his right arm, my fingers painfully digging into his stump, making him cry out in agony. He deserves all the pain in

I say while thinking about making ground pork out

unknown numbers," Malaky whimpers. "Besides, it's

be alive for long? I can't stand the sight of him! His face reminds me of

"Did he have a phone with him when you took him from his house?" Ansel feels his pockets for a few seconds before handing me Malaky's phone. I unlock the screen with his face

them because I don't want to read hours and hours of garbage, but I open the chat with Jason. The last time they spoke was

compared to what I feel as I read their

degraded her with their

of Olivia. He even

give me the strength to not kill him

Malaky's throat. Knowing I'm not in the right headspace

word, I'll make you eat your hands!" Jasper

reply, Rueben mocks Malaky, "Looks like your

does!" Malaky quickly says. "Call him again. If he's with his secretary, it takes

his secretary, his dick in her mouth, he can

looks ashamed, letting us know that his dad does indeed have an affair with the secretary. "Maybe he

thighs, I wouldn't be

I'm sure he will pick up this time," Malaky

paces around the room while keeping insisting. If not for an idea forming

senator replies. The phone is on speaker, so

Malaky?" the senator asks, his

father is tired of Malaky.

you better