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!

for my arrival and m y commands. The stench of sulphur was heady as we walked through the white-cinder covered clearing o f the forest. This

the perpetrator who was roped tightly to a tree. His face was rather 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

I observed squatting in front of him. His eyes followed my movements and small tears escaped his eyes. He knew what awaited him;

“Boss, please…. I swear…”

shhh! I know! You didn’t mean to go behind my back? I know!” i sarcastically consoled him, my

turning back; but he did what he thought would

I added up, staring right inside

with her. They told

had to go behind my 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

quaked as he cried for his life. I stood up and turned to the side,

covered Eight’s whole body in a yellow powder; the one that ensured

attention and I fished my phone to find

“What is it?”

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 who was now

backwards and listened

she lost all of her memories! She remembers nothing from her past!” She explained briefly causing my eyes to