poison ivy malmore and giovanni salvatore were bestfriends, lovers, soulmates, twinflames until a fateful night occurred.
everything changed after that tragedy, giovanni lost himself to the malmore's.
poison has dark secrets that she has to take t...
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i tilt his chin up with my knife "sweetheart if you don't talk, know that i will kill you." i just needed info about antonio, what was that so bad?
"fuck you. i'm not telling you shit." he spits in my face and i give him a grin. i don't think he understands how fun this is.
it was like music to my ears when akari, my right man said they caught antonio malmore's right man, devin. he looks so fucking ugly, so many years trying to find a lead and he's right here, in front of me. his arms tied up to the chains that hanged from the ceiling and legs tied to the ground.
"nah. i like my men clean and pretty. now stop wasting my time and keep that mouth busy." this was his last chance before cut his head open.
he was still looking at me with that stubborn stare.
alright, i see.
i walk over the table, my knifes lined up and sharpened and my hand itches to pick one up and use on that man. i pick my favorite blade with matted handle.
turn around and i sigh, slowly walking back to him. "you know sweetheart, blades are very important when picking out a knife. it defines your speed and cuts and this talon blade has to be my favorite, its sharp and around and fits perfectly around the neck." he's watching my movements nervously.
i spin the knife around and smirk "but i have yet to perfect it so how about we practice on you, yeah?" we both know that was lie. he's breathing heavy now, shaking his head and looking at ground.
''no no , look at me" my tone is taunting and i was starting to get impatient, he was taking too much of my time.
my knife goes to his chest making a clean horizontal cut, cutting his nipples open in the process. his loud screams ring through my ear. "opps. sorry, love my hand slipped."
i wait til his screams die down and as soon as they do, i cut a straight line across the first, creating a cross on his chest.
"ahh i bet jesus would like you." i let out a laugh as his screams that seem to increase with each cut.
feeling creative, i grip his chin making him face me and look him in the eyes. i carve my name onto his big ass forehead. blood covers his face with each letter i carve in, he struggle to push me out and i grip his chin harder. big baby doesn't know how to bleed neatly.
i let go to of chin and lean back and look at face, i can't help but smile of my work.
"look at you sweetheart, you look so pretty." i move to his back next, my knife working through his spine and hearing each muscle tear bring me joy. stabbing his forearm and dragging the cut down deeper, longer cut.
an hour later, i'm still with a man that had broken kneecaps, teo less foots, a cross on his chest with some missing flesh. truly a site for a man.
