Romance, Seduction, Torment, all take place in the Victorian era, within the brothel called The King's Court. Will Maria find love in Lord Valo's hand and will he open his heart, even if his soul is haunted by guilt and pain from the past. This is a...
The girls and Dani were not here, he thought his head was clearing up from rage, maybe they were out there fighting or running, he hoped they were still alive.
He headed along with his remaining men traipsing through fire and smoke to the rendezvous point.
He thanked the gods, as he saw all of them hurt but in one piece, though he saw a tied up Jason and Ville with a longsword at his throat, while Kenny and Jaska kept him still, Maria, Angel, and Alexi watched on.
"Lord Valo," Peter said cautiously as he nodded at Maria and Angel, happy they were alive. "He won't talk," Maria said crying.
"Ville," Peter said hand on his hilt, he was worried but not a fool. "He dies with no options, no mercy, but he dies slowly, I want to take my time," Ville said, his eyes black with fury, his voice deep and raspy, almost inhuman.
"And what then, he is relieved of his punishment, if we hand him over, he suffers for the rest of his life, he has enough with this to charge him forever, my lord," Peter said trying to see him see reason.
Ville knew he was right, but after seeing her scars, her bruises, and seeing her scared he was filled with rage.
A rage black and voidless like the one he felt upon losing his wife and child so long ago, due to a trap from his parents, who had made him believe she was cheating on him.
Being young he was foolish and believed it, but he could not have known she would take her life and the life of their child with her, not even knowing she had been pregnant until the autopsy had taken place.
Ville laughed a deep maniacal laugh that made everyone shiver as he slowly carved his longsword into Jason's skin, making him flinch.
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Not even Maria's pleas would make him stop. Alexi could not interfere, he had Dani's head to prove it and he was sure Peter was not going to be happy, Angel could only stand close to her friend and hold on to her. Ville was dangerous at the moment.
"Ville I am giving you a chance to back off," Peter said, getting closer. "I want to see if he bleeds like us if he is even human," he hissed.
"I want to hang his entrails on his throat and find each member of his family, carve them out and hang them on my walls, torn from the pelvis to head, I want blood," he said, his voice so deep that Maria was shivering badly, this was not the Ville she knew.
He was not shining, he was dark, his eyes were black, not green and soft, and he was not an angel at the moment but a devil with blood rage.
Still, she loved him, and so against her better judgment, she ran to him. Even Peter did not catch her, as she knelt at Ville's feet crying.
"Ville, please, please, don't do it, please come back to me, Ville, please I beg of you," she said.
"Remember our sunny days, remember our dinners, our talks, Ville remember the painting, our kiss,' she said.
Ville's lips trembled as he began to cry, "Come back please come back.." she sobbed "Come back to me my love!" she cried unashamedly.
Peter took this chance to pull him away even as he had to disarm him. Ville sobbed uncontrollably and raged kicking at him, punching his fury tempestuous, his cries like that of a child.
He fell to his knees and Maria, not caring, ran to embrace him, thanking Peter who was also soothing him, realizing Ville was carrying a dark pain in his heart.
He turned to Jason, "For your crimes you shall be imprisoned for life, I will see to that, you and your men," Peter said as they began to haul the prisoners into line.
