After 8 generations the American mafia finally had birthed not just one but two girls.
Demontre and Angelica Smith along with their triplet brother were the hearts of the American and the Italian mafia.
Suddenly their hearts were shattered when th...
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"What you miss my hands on you?" Letting his eyes give me a quick up and down he licked his lips. "I mean you're older now so a little more worn in but if you beg I could- "
Ignoring the gasps from my grandparents and uncle who have put 2 and 2 together I close the few inches between me and that ogre.
Keeping calm I raise my hand with the blade and forcefully bring it down landing it on his upper thigh. Once the blade was lodged, I pounded my fist on the handle of the knife making the wimp of a man hiss in pain.
Already? Its just one little stab wound, for fucks sake try to make it hard.
Grabbing the handle, I dragged the blade from the top of his thigh all the way done to his knee. Making sure to go extra slow to ensure he felt the blade to the max as it split the upper part of his leg up.
Black will always be my favorite color, but crimson red will forever have a special place in my heart. Watching his dull crimson blood ooze out of his arm, mixed with his screams of agony I can't help but smile.
This is going to be so much fun!
"Please ST-stop" he whimpered.
"Stop but we're just getting started." Snatching my blade out of his knee I gave him a wink before walking around him.
Taking my knife I inserted it about a quarter into his shoulder, deep enough to cause a lot of pain but not that deep that he would pass out. Once satisfied with how deep the blade was, I grabbed the handle and took the knife down his body stopping once I hit the top of his waist.
"PLEASE," he shouted, "I'll tell you anything just stop."
Leaving the blade inside him I walked back so I was in front of him and looked at him. This was one of the men who had violated me over and over again, who had caused me to black out from overusing my already tired body. Who laughed as he and his friends berated me ruining my psyche as they called my young fragile mind every degrading word under the sun.
"When I told you to stop, did you?"
"HMM? When I was begging you to stop, tears falling at your mercy and I said no over and over again and I pleaded stop, what did you do? Hmm did you stop?" Staring into his eyes as he screams out loud in pain, the corners of my lip start to turn upwards in a calculating smile.
Over the years with the help of Tre and Phillip I've been able to kill all of the men that had abused me besides Jace and 2 others.
The fact that Lars was here chained after tormenting me for years. Well it was taking everything in me to not burn every single bone in his body. But I know we need some information first, information quickly so as much as I want to I can only do so much.
But nether less 'so much' actually can be a lot.
Turning around to face my family I ignored the looks of my grandparents. Not even bothering to gauge their reactions to the facts about my past that they heard. Finding Phillip his eyes were already on me and he quickly gave me nod understanding what I wanted- a vegetable peeler.
