Matteo, Leonardo, and Alessandro, the powerful owners of De Angeli Enterprises, are in their early thirties and have built a fearsome reputation worldwide. Known for their ruthlessness and ambition, these men have amassed wealth and influence by tak...
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Alessandro stood over Noah, his eyes narrowed, watching the pathetic man squirm in his chair. Blood covered Noah's mouth, dripping down his chin as he grinned with teeth painted red, a grotesque smile that sent a wave of disgust through Alessandro.
"Noah," Alessandro began, his voice low, steady, each word carrying the weight of his fury, "did you actually think you could get away with this?" His tone was laced with a dark, dangerous calm.
Noah's laugh was hoarse, pained, but it rang out in the cold room like a death rattle. "Honestly, yes." His voice cracked as he coughed up more blood. "I had that brat under your noses for so long, and you—" he let out another laugh, this one more desperate than the last, "you couldn't even find her."
Before Noah could say more, the sound of metal meeting bone rang through the room as Leonardo brought the bat down on his kneecap. The sickening crack was followed by a scream that filled the air, echoing off the cement walls. Tears streamed from Noah's eyes, his body convulsing from the pain, but Alessandro didn't flinch. He didn't blink. He simply watched.
"You're right," Alessandro said, his voice void of emotion, as if they were discussing something trivial. "It did take us too long." He leaned in closer, his face only inches from Noah's now. "But that only means you'll suffer for just as long. Maybe more."
Alessandro stood upright, grabbing a set of pliers with cables attached, his movements deliberate, cold. He calmly walked over to Noah, clamping the pliers onto his trembling fingers. The air felt thick with tension, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath. Alessandro turned the lever, and immediately, Noah's body jerked violently, convulsing as electric shocks tore through his veins. His screams filled the room, echoing louder than before, and Alessandro watched with a chilling detachment.
Noah's face contorted in agony, his body shaking uncontrollably, but Alessandro's expression remained unreadable. He let the electricity run its course before flipping the lever off, leaving Noah gasping for breath, his body twitching involuntarily. Alessandro stepped back, surveying the man before him, broken and on the verge of collapse.
"You will pay for what you've done," Alessandro said quietly, but his words held the weight of a promise. "And I will make sure of it."
He stepped out of the room, the sound of Noah's desperate, choked gasps still echoing behind him, but it wasn't enough. Leonardo stood there, bat in hand, his eyes gleaming with dark intent. Alessandro gave him a nod, silently allowing his lover to continue. As he closed the door behind him, Noah's screams filled the air once more, Leonardo having his turn to exact his vengeance.
