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 said, you angered

tries to find out. "Because now I'm sure Chris is not the

shrug. "You have two heads, but you only use your small one, so I'm not going to ask you to think but

same time as me. "Both his

dead is a

this for

"Sure," Ansel replies.

thinks before saying, "Talk to my father. He will pay any sum of money you want

why didn't I think of that before? I can kill this mother fucker and walk

my phone and take some pictures of Malaky, making

your fat arms," I say. I push the hand on the floor with the tip of my boot. "The cut is clean. Maybe the doctors can reattach the hands for you. I

pig! If he only 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

the burned flesh," I say while thinking about making ground pork out

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

think he'll be alive for long? I can't stand the sight of him! His face

from his house?" Ansel feels his pockets for a few seconds before handing me Malaky's phone. I unlock the screen with his face ID. "He will answer if he cares

and hours of garbage, but I open the chat with Jason.

Malaky before, it's nothing compared to what

with their words.

throat as I see the photos Malaky took of Olivia. He even

strength to not kill him on

me before I do something stupid, like shove it down Malaky's throat. Knowing I'm

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

Rueben mocks Malaky, "Looks like your Daddy doesn't give a

him again. If he's with his secretary, it takes a bit for him to pick

again. "If he's with his secretary, his

his dad does indeed have an affair with the secretary. "Maybe he has his tongue deep in her

between my wife's thighs, I wouldn't be answering the phone either," Ansel

I'm sure he will pick up this

the room while keeping insisting. If not for an idea forming in my mind, I wouldn't

is on speaker, so we can all hear

senator asks, his voice

tired of Malaky. What

you want to see Malaky alive again, you better