The Mafia Princess

Chapter 10 - ❤️

~ Lily ~

Walking back into the cell, Jim lifts his head and his eyes land on my face. I stop right in front of him and cross my arms over my chest while watching him hang from the ceiling.

"You can kill me if you want to because I ain't telling you shit." He spits out and looks at me with disgust.

I grin and shake my head, "You might not want to tell me anything right now but you will eventually. Otherwise, why else would make such a stupid decision to approach me in the first place?"

He stays silent after hearing that and glares daggers at me. No matter what he says, I know deep down he wants to snitch on whoever he's working for. I can see it in his eyes. He looks miserable but he's afraid of something else which is why he isn't telling me anything straight away. I'm not sure how much time it'll take to break him but he will end up spilling.

"Let's play a little game, shall we?" I slowly walk around him. "It's my own special version of hangman."

"What?!" He looks frightened and his eyes widen when I stop in front of him again.

I scan him from head to toe before laughing out loud, "This is actually perfect since you're hanging from the ceiling and you're a man." I walk to the table pressed against the wall beside him and pick up a red blindfold. "I'll tell you the rules before we begin."

"I don't want to play your stupid game!" He tries sounding unaffected but his shaky voice gives away how much he's really afraid deep down.

Ignoring his protest, I stand in front of him again and hold up the blindfold, "I'm going to cover your eyes with this first and then I'm going to ask you some questions. If you don't answer them truthfully or you choose not to answer, I'll start erasing pieces of you. I'm sure you have a good idea of how this works if you've ever played hangman before."

I then proceeded to blindfold him as he tries and fails to get free of the chains. Once that's done, I walk over to the table and run my fingers over the variety of knives. I end up choosing a small but extremely sharp knife and turn to Jim.

The blindfold is so he can't see which part of his body I'm going to remove next. I don't want him to be prepared for what's going to happen. I want him to be afraid and dreading whether I was going to remove his finger or dislocate his elbow. I like to keep them guessing.

"Alright, let's begin," I tell him, my eyes scanning his body for what I want to remove first. "Who's your boss?"

"I don't have a boss." He argues through clenched teeth.

"Tsk tsk tsk... that's the wrong answer, Jim." I shake my head at him before moving the knife to his pinky. I guess we could start off small and simple.

As soon as the cold knife touches his skin, he immediately begins to struggle. His breathing picks up speed and his bottom lip trembles, "Please, d-don't. I swear to you that I'm not lying!"

"This would be so much easier and less messy if you just give me the answers I want to fucking know." I easily cut his pinky off and hold it between my fingers as he screams in pain. "Don't make this more harder on yourself than it has to be."

"You fucking bitch!!" He shouts out, letting his head hang low.

I pause for a moment after he says that and narrow my eyes at him, "I'm going to pretend you didn't just call me a bitch only because you didn't know that I'm planning on actually being nice to you. However, if that happens again I won't hesitate to shove your body parts down your fucking throat."