Chapter 23

“P-Please f-forgive me, Mr M-Moretti..” His begging sound reached my ears as my eyes cascaded down to espy him crawling beneath my feet. I put my one leg over the other and leaned back, watching my men beating him up.
“I-I am s-sorry. I-I didn’t know she was your w-wife..” I then took out my gun and motioned my men to bring him close. I brushed the tip over his sweaty forehead, he was breathless, sweat mixed with tears gleamed down and I love indulging in this, every reaction I drew out from my each victim, gave me pleasure.
“You know what?” I began to say with my voice dangerously low as I moved to gun down to his neck, “I have asked Candice where you touched her..”