Twin Tormentors By RARE

Chapter 8

VERNERO POV

“Boss, we got him!” Marcelo announced peeking through the slightly opened door. I raised my head and there he was, with that smile that he always wore when we were about to skin someone alive or roast them. The look on his face pulled my own lips in a lopsided smirk, because I knew the shit was about to go down.

“Now that’s the best news I‘ve been waiting for!” I called out getting up from my giant ass chair and rounded the table, exited my office with Marcello by my side. We walked down the stairs with him filling me up with the details of what had transpired during his hunt for the imposter.

I was rather disappointed to find out that it was one of my trusted men who just decided to go behind my back. And betrayal was one thing I never knew how to handle or stomach! I never spared anyone who betrayed my trust! If I did, then I would be the weak kid my father despised. I got rid of that child a millennia ago and I wasn’t going to revive him. The old me, he was easy to kill!

“Such a shame!” I replied flatly as we exited the mansion castle and walked to the “woods”. A group of my men followed suit and we delved deeper into the deep forest. Dark Woods! This place was known for its act of “dealing” with the unruly ones. Whenever the smoke rose from the burned scorched land within the forest, everyone knew that it was dancing with the soul of the dead.

“I can’t believe Eight would do such a thing!”

“Boss trusted him so much, and he had to do this behind his back!”

“Hush! Keep it down. Boss is already pissed off!”

Some men were whispering behind me as we dived deeper and deeper into the woods. The crunching of our feet against twigs and fallen dry leafs was heard as we took big strides, the anticipation burning my body and causing small tremors to run through me!

y commands. The stench of sulphur was heady as we walked through the white-cinder covered clearing o f the forest. This was the very same place that gave the name “Dark Woods”. Because it was

disfigured from the fighting he got involved in, probably when they captured him and he tried to escape. Or maybe my guys had some fun with him? I took manicured, predatory steps to where he was kneeling, with his torso awkwardly pressed against a thin tree trunk! The tree that HE chose; the tree that would be carrying his soul to the afterlife! My eyes were glued on his and I could feel fear resonating from him, fueling my already boiling and raging blood. My face hardened with every step and so much anger

His eyes followed my movements and small tears escaped his eyes. He knew what awaited him; even praying wasn’t going to save him. He knew it very well but he still decided to go against

“Boss, please…. I swear…”

didn’t mean to go behind my back? I know!” i sarcastically consoled him, my eyes travelling his entire

back; but he did what he thought would save

you did it anyway! Without hesitation.” I added up, staring right inside his eyes. He pinched his eyes closed for a second before opening

my daughter in captivity. I don’t know how they caught her but they had her. She is young, boss. She’s only 8. And they threatened me with her. They told me I should give them some gold from Piedmont or else they’d send me her fingers. I

back, steal from me, and watch from the sidewalks as they captured me. You had a choice, and you made it. Now it’s time to face the consequences.” By now, my voice was above a scream. I was so angry that I felt my veins popping all over my body, my blood continued to boil inside me.

body shook and quaked as he cried

that ensured that the burn etched deep to the bone,

and I fished my phone

“What is it?”

to disturb you! But I have some information on Leigh-Ari!” she said in a very clear, vivid voice that had my whole undivided attention. I looked to the perpetrator

backwards and listened carefully

she survived, but due to her head injury, she lost all of her memories! She remembers nothing from her past!” She explained briefly causing my eyes to widen with shock! Now that explained why she didn’t know me, or even