"Hello, Scarface... we meet again..."
Luna's in a disheveled state but it did not faze her. She remembered the guy and the day they attempted to kill her vividly.
The people around her were startled to hear her speak for the first time. They were quite aware of the effects of the drug they used. It would paralyze the victim's entire body including her tongue and she should not be able to utter a word for six hours.
Kunikida glared at Ricardo who was too confident that she won't be able to move for a long time.
Ricardo felt chills on his spine. He quickly scurried to find some hanky to wipe the blood off Kunikida's shirt.
Scarface's attention then returned to the woman hanging on a hook. He was already fuming for he was about to lose his value as a man, now, this woman even dared to spit on him?
Luna could feel the animosity oozing out of Mr. Scarface in front of her. She knew that the man had misunderstood her action but she had no intention to clarify it.
The effect of the drug had started to wear out while the three were having a conversation. She already felt it in her face and arm muscles. She just cannot make attempts to get out of being bound because it would be too obvious. For now, everybody just thought she only recovered around her face area.
"It seemed like you've recovered a little, though it's futile."
"Well... you can never... really... say that. We... don't know... what the future holds... after all," she wanted to tease the man but didn't want to reveal how much she had recovered.
"It will still take a while before you can fully get rid of the effects of the drug. I remember that you liked taunting people. I don't think you'd be able to do more of that in the future."
"It seems... like you don't really... like my taunts. I never thought... you'd have such... fragile masculinity."
Her words reminded Kunikida of his impending doom. Of course, the woman before him wasn't aware of his current predicament. He wasn't keen on letting people know about it. However, her words hit a nerve. Kunikida saw red.
WARNING: Violence will be present in the following paragraphs. Skip if you don't want to deal with these scenes. Thank you.
Without any warning, he delivered a blow into Luna's stomach. He poured all of his pent-up anger into the punch.
Luna perceived Kunikida as a cool guy who could control his emotions well. This was the reason why she was not prepared for the sudden attack right after the first taunt she purposely threw against him.
When the punch landed on her stomach, she stopped breathing for a moment before she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Scarface did not even give her time to recover. He immediately grabbed her by the neck and squeezed it hard. Luna's throat burned and she found it difficult to breathe.
"I know you're a little wacked in the head and you get off on making a mess in people's thoughts, but I'm not going to make you enjoy your last moments alive, you bitch."
Kunikida looked like an angry dog with bared fangs and all when he said these words.
He wanted her to die right away. However, he imagined how he would live as an invalid man for the rest of his life and his mind suddenly thought of a different idea. He let go of the woman's neck. She didn't deserve a quick death.
Luna desperately took deep a breath and coughed when she tried to soothe her aching throat by swallowing her saliva.
She didn't know what Scarface had in mind.
She was looking at his face the entire time he was strangling her. One moment he had this mad red face, the next, he had this sick, psychotic look on his face.
Wearing that sick expression with that hideously large scar across his face made him look like the living version of a less scarred Freddie Krueger.
"Why cough did you cough let go?"
"So, I could do this."
Kunikida projected his anger at Luna. He hit her all over like a punching bag.
With the drug loosening its power over her muscles, Luna was free to scream her pain out. The man in front of her enjoyed listening to her screams.
The torture lasted for an hour, but despite all the blows she took, her appearance was not that bloody.
Kunikida seemed to know the trick of making the least amount of mess.
She lost the energy to scream midway and the broken ribs poking through her lungs are making it hard for her to breathe. She's going to die soon, she could feel it.
Ahhhhh... finally... death's coming.
Luna did not know where the thought came from but she had a feeling she had long been yearning to die.
She felt relieved that her pain will end soon and she wanted to laugh at how fucked up her life was, but her internal injuries just made her cough up blood.
Kunikida wiped his hands clean. He was still panting after his 'exercise' when he motioned for Ricardo's men to take Luna down from the hook.
They followed his order immediately. After seeing him attack the woman relentlessly for an hour, they were now afraid to piss him off. They might end up taking Luna's place if they did.
Luna did not even realize that she was down on the floor already. Her brain was only processing the pain she felt.
She did not even have time to recover. Kunikida dragged her by the hair.
"You like messing with people's heads that much? How about I do the same to you?" He repeatedly bashed her head on the floor five times and he stopped to catch his breath.
Luna lost consciousness and fell into a spiral of endless nightmares.
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