Bait: A dark mafia reverse harem stepbrother romance (Dark Masque Book 1) by Maggie Alabaster & Jo Bradley

Author:Maggie Alabaster & Jo Bradley [Alabaster, Maggie & Bradley, Jo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Mannix

"Hey." I closed the door behind me and stepped over to the table.

It was covered in a variety of knives. If I hadn't met Ice, I would have assumed there were only a few different kinds of knives. You know, the ones for putting butter on bread, the kind you used to carve a chicken or some shit like that, steak knives.

There's a lot fucking more than that. Ice owns one of every single kind. Actually, that's not true. He owns a few of each. At least a dozen were spread across the table right now, each covered in a smattering of blood and other bodily stuff. I guessed it all came from the guy who hung from the ceiling in chains. He seemed to be missing most of his toes and all but his pinky fingers.

One of his kneecaps was exposed, all white and shining. The other looked to be shattered in several pieces. His face was crisscrossed with knife marks, including several across his nose.

Ice glanced over his shoulder and grinned. "Hey. You're just in time. Our friend here was just about to tell us everything he knows about Samuel Bell and his operation."

"Oh, he was? That's great." I crossed my arms over my chest and cocked my head at the man. "You might as well. He's just started with you. I've seen him keep guys alive for weeks." That was only a slight exaggeration. Ice had a knack for pushing people right to the edge, then bringing them back. He would have made one hell of a doctor, if he didn't get a bit too much enjoyment out of torturing people.

The man grunted and spat a mouthful of blood in my direction.

Ice casually walked over to the side of the room where the other end of the chain was wound around a hook in the wall. While the man whimpered, he gripped the chain and pulled, tugging the man off his feet. He dangled from the ceiling with his full weight on his damaged wrists.

I guessed it wasn't the first time he'd hoisted the man up like this.

I turned my head to the side and said, "That looks painful." Prick got no sympathy from me. He worked for the wrong side. His life choices probably didn’t look so good right now. Neither did his life expectancy.

Ice grinned. "Doesn't it? It's one of my favourites. If it doesn't get them talking, it gets them thinking about talking. And if it doesn't do that, at least I can do this." He lifted up his foot and shoved it into the man's shattered knee, pushing him back before he let him go.

The man screamed as he swung back and forth, and twisted around, legs kicking and twitching.

"You get to have all the fun," I remarked.

Ice laughed. "I really do, don't I? You can join in at any time, if you like. You know what they say, the more the merrier."

He got off on this. Judging by the tent in the front of his pants, he really, really did.

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