Porsche POV
"Where are they?!" Ling screamed at me.
"Far from here..." I said as my hands were chained- to the ceiling.
Ling sniped at me again and again, "Do you want me to let my guards fuck you again?"
I laughed, "Do whatever you want..."
"What? Are you getting brave?" Ling asked, pressing the hot iron against my back.
"It's not that I am getting brave; it's that you can't hurt me anymore," I said.
"Ha ha ha really? Your back says otherwise..." Ling laughed.
"You can't hurt me anymore, don't you understand? I don't care what you do to me,"
"Shout then," Link said, driving the iron until it made a dent in my back.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," I yelled. I passed out, but Ling woke me again and made another dent.
Ling grabbed my chin, "Pray that I will not find them. Because if I do find them- I'll make sure to eliminate them in front of you, I'll abuse Prapai, and then I'll kill him in front of you!"
I spat in Ling's face, "Shut up!!!" I yelled.
"To Mike, I'll let him be my guard whore until he dies," Ling said without a blink.
I tried to get close to Ling to fight him, but the chains prevented me from moving.
Ling walked behind me and kissed the back of my neck, "You don't understand Porsche, you are mine... stop making me hurt you,"
"Get off me!" I yelled.
"Let's make a deal- tell me where they are, and I promise you I won't hurt them,"
"Like I said, they're already far from here,"
"Porsche... 1...2...3.."
"I don't make deals with you," I said with a grin.
"You want to make a deal with me?"
"Do whatever you want with me," I said.
Punch, punch, and more punch, my eye wouldn't open, and my nose wouldn't stop bleeding. But for some reason, I didn't feel pain; I was happy, I knew my son was protected, and the monster in front of me wouldn't touch him.
Ring ring ring
Ling's phone rang, "What?!" Ling said to his guard.
"What did you say? Are you sure? Send me a picture."
A bad feeling came over me, "It doesn't make sense?" Ling said and began to laugh like a madman; his evil rolling laughter made me sick. Mike and Prapai caught?
"Make sure you get him to me alive," Ling told his bodyguards.
"Porsche, guess what?" Ling approached me.
I felt the sweat all over my body.
"You have to see your expression!" Ling said and laughed. "Look," Ling showed me the picture on his phone.
"Kinn?" There's no way he's alive; Ling killed me in front of me. Kinn was using a cane, and you can see the scar on his forehead in the photo.
"Maybe I can fuck you in front of him after all," Ling laughed.
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DANCE WITH THE DEVIL
RomancePorsche Kittisawasd hails from a wealthy mafia family, but as his family's power waned, they found themselves under attack from rival mafia clans. In a desperate move, Porsche's father arranged for his marriage to Kinn, the second son of the notorio...