Vow to Me (THE ROMANO EMPIRE #1) by S. Wilson EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Luca
“Tell me something, sunshine. Either you talk or end up with a crowbar
in your ass while we carve our initials into your skin,” I say to the
piece of shit Colombian strung up like a pig in the middle of the
warehouse.
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We’ve been here for seven hours, and it’s clear the fucker isn’t gonna
talk. So far, he’s lost all his fingers and eight toes. Unfortunately, he was
already missing two, so I couldn’t confiscate them like I did the rest. I’ve
also shot him in both of his kneecaps and flayed the skin on his right arm.
All he did was glare at me from where he’s tied up, he hasn’t made a
fucking sound, and it’s really starting to piss me off.
Our friend Juan here grew up in the foster system, has never married, and
doesn’t seem to have a steady girlfriend, so we don’t even have any family
members we can threaten. We don’t hurt women or children but it’s always
nice to have the threat there to get them talking.
“He’s not giving in, bro,” my younger brother Marco says from where he
stands in the corner, casually leaning against the wall eating a bag of chips.
Marco doesn’t enjoy torturing people as much as I do. He isn’t squeamish
at all, just doesn’t find the same excitement in chopping off body parts as I
do.
Yeah, I’m a sick fucking bastard, but it’s fun!
I sigh, admitting defeat and walk over to the table next to Marco that
houses the equipment we use. I pick up a meat cleaver and walk back over,
the big fucker knows he’s about to die, and judging by the glare he’s giving
me—rather than begging or whimpering like most men would—I’d say he
doesn’t really give a shit that his miserable existence is about to come to an
end.
I take a deep breath and swing my arm, hitting the spot on his neck just
right so I’m left watching as his head drops to the floor at my feet and
spraying blood all over the fucking place.
Oops.
“Did you really have to make such a fucking mess?” Marco asks,
exasperated.
“I mean, I could have put a bullet between his eyes but where’s the fun in
that?” I say while sporting a grin. “Besides, it’s not like you’ll be cleaning
the blood off the floor, Marco. Quit your whining.”
“Let’s just shower and change. We better go see Dad and tell him the ugly
fuck wouldn’t talk.”
Great, we love our father, but he’s also the Don of the New York Mafia.
Me, being the eldest son, makes me the heir and his second in command.
Marco, the middle child, is a capo and technically the ‘spare’ should I get
myself fucked up or killed, and our youngest brother, Enzo, is just a fucking
lunatic who likes fucking things up. We tend to send him on missions where
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