What Is Life? Under Edit

Chapter 31: The Torturing

Hey butterflies 🦋 So I have decided to add another chapter (25), I was thinking about the idea and decided to just so you guys and go and read. I promise I won't do something like this again 😮‍💨 But I really loved the idea and it's a cute romantic chapter 😩 That's all I'll say, enjoy 🫠🥰

Also, I have already started writing Cristiano's book. I am not completely sure if it is the one I will post after this.

What Is Life?
Song: Teya Dora - Džanum

Dante watched Heaven's unconscious form with a glare, his mind running with twisted thoughts about torturing her. He raised his baton, striking her.

The wooden baton came down, hitting Heaven's shoulder with a loud crack. Her eyes snapped open, and she let out a blood-curdling scream.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Heaven's voice echoed through the room, her panic-stricken cries growing louder. Tears streamed down her face as she struggled against the restraints.

Tears streamed down her face as she struggled against the restraints. "What the fuck do you want from me? You cock sucking piece of shit!" she sobbed, her body shaking uncontrollably.

The commotion attracted the attention of the other De Luca brothers. Valentino, Cristian, Cristiano and Luciano entered the room.

Valentino watched Heaven with an air of curiosity, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. He studied her, his eyes roving over her face as if trying to gauge her reactions.

Cristiano looked bored, his eyes fixed on Heaven with a detached interest.

Cristian's expression was concerned, his brow furrowed with worry. Luciano's face remained emotionless, his eyes fixed on Dante.

Luciano's gaze never wavered. "What are you doing, Dante?" His voice was low and even, but a hint of warning lurked beneath the surface.

Dante took a step back, his glare faltering. "I was just-"

Luciano's expression remained unreadable. "You were told not to touch her."

Heaven's sobs grew louder, her cries filling the room.

Luciano watched Dante leave, his expression unchanged. He turned back to Heaven, who was still tied to the electric chair.

Cristian stepped forward, a calm smile on his face. "Heaven, sweetheart, this doesn't have to be painful. We just need you to tell us the truth."

Valentino moved beside him, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "What are your connections with the Russian mafia, baby girl?"

Heaven's eyes widened in disbelief. "Mafia? What the hell are you talking about?"

Valentino's expression didn't change. "I'll give you to the count of three to tell us about your connections to Nikita Petrov."

Heaven's face twisted in anger. "You're all sick fucks! I don't know anyone named Nikita!"

Valentino nodded to Cristiano, who pressed a button on the remote.

The electric chair hummed to life, and Heaven's body convulsed. She screamed, her voice echoing off the walls.

Cristian's face contorted in distress. "I can't watch this," he muttered, turning to leave.