ABSOLUTE INSANITY: A forbidden bond
Chapter 48: ★Bitch of a cousin★

Chapter 48: ★Bitch of a cousin★

~Chapter 48~

Sam screamed into his gag, the sound muffled but still audible. I dragged the knife towards his right eye, the blade slicing through skin and muscle with ease.

Blood splattered everywhere, some of it landing on my face, others staining my suit. But I didn’t care – bathing in the blood of my enemies was the ultimate victory.

As Sam’s screams grew louder, I leaned in closer, my face inches from his. "You should have stayed loyal. Now, you’ll never speak again." I clicked my tongue when Sam wildly began to struggle.

"What, you have something to say?" I sneered, my face contorting in disgust as a putrid stench wafted through the air.

The hell is that disgusting smell coming from, snapping my face towards the source of the smell, my eyes landed onto one of the traitors, Dan or David - I couldn’t care less what his name was.

His face had turned a sickly shade of green, and his eyes were wide with terror as he realized he’d lost control of his bowels.

Motherfucker just shit himself, My gaze lingered on him for a moment before I turned back to Sam.

My anger and disgust boiling over and without mercy I stabbed Chopper into Sam’s face, the blade sinking deep into his skin.

I left it there, the knife protruding from his face in a gruesome way, as I stormed back to my favorite table.

I stopped at it, looking down at my next tool and I snatched up a syringe, its contents already loaded and ready to be administered.

My eyes roamed over to the pooper, who’d soiled himself, and I strode towards him.

I wasn’t even near him when his eyes rolled back, and he slumped forward, his body limp and lifeless.

The coward had fainted, unable to handle the terror that was to come.

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Pathetic. So, this sniveling coward was this weak even when he chose to betray me?

I shook my head in disappointment, my eyes fixed on his trembling form and I stepped closer, the syringe glinting in the dim light as I stabbed it into his neck.

The needle slid in and I depressed the plunger, injecting the deadly contents into his bloodstream. Fucking coward.

Stepping back to watch my masterpiece but nothing seemed to happen.

But then, his eyes snapped open, and he began to tremble violently. His eyes changed color, turning a sickly shade of yellow as blood vessels burst, flooding his irises with crimson.

His nose began to bleed, the blood trickling down his face. Even his gagged mouth began to seep blood, the fabric staining red as he struggled to breathe.

The substance I’d injected was a special concoction, designed to induce internal bleeding, organ failure, and a slow, agonizing death.

It was a torture device, wrapped in a needle and a vial of liquid hell and drum roll....I made it myself.

The door burst open, just when I was savoring my art and traitor suffering.

Antonio strode in, his face apologetic and that made me frown. I’d instructed him to bring Boris’s daughter, but he was empty-handed. My gaze narrowed, my anger began to simmer just below the surface.

I spun around, my face splattered with Sam blood, my eyes blazing with fury. "Where is she?" I demanded, my mood changing drastically.

The proud Antonio hesitated, his eyes darting nervously around the room before settling on mine.

He shook his head, "She escaped."

Escaped? How was that possible? This estate was a fortress, with layers of security and guards patrolling every inch of the grounds.

And yet, Antonio here was telling me that a weak little human had managed to slip through our fingers.

The hell did that happen? I felt a vein popped and pulse in my temple as I struggled to contain my rage.

Stalking back to the table, I snatched up my gun, the familiar weight of it comforting in my hand. I raised it to Antonio’s head, my finger hovering over the trigger.

Fuck! Boris was still alive, and now his daughter had escaped. What was next? Ivan walking through my front door, a smug smile on his face?

Antonio didn’t flinch, his eyes locked on mine with a steady gaze. He knew I wouldn’t pull the trigger - not yet, anyway.

But I wanted the old man to sweat, to know that he was responsible for this debacle.

"How the fuck did she leave this heavily guarded place?" I growled, my fingers itched on the trigger, eager to unleash a bullet into the old man brain.

I took a step closer to him until the gun pressed to his head. "Tell me," I hissed "Tell me exactly how she escaped."

Antonio’s expression remained calm with a deep understanding. He knew me better than to think I’d actually pull the trigger.

I was furious, but I wasn’t reckless. With a deep sigh, I lowered the gun, my finger relaxing off the trigger.

Turning my attention to the traitors, my gaze sweeping across their terrified faces.

I wouldn’t kill Antonio but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t unleash my frustration somewhere else.

In one swift motion, I raised my gun and fired, the bullet striking the first traitor, his skull exploded in a spray of blood and bone as his body slumped forward, instantly.

I repeated the process, firing bullet after bullet into the skulls of the remaining traitors. Their bodies crumpled, their lives extinguished in an instant.

As the last body hit the floor, Antonio finally spoke up. "Adelasia was the cause," His voice low and measured.

My eyes snapped back to him, my anger reigniting at the mention of my cousin’s name.

My stupid cousin, Adelasia. She was the reason Boris’s daughter had escaped. She was the reason I’d been embarrassed and humiliated.

I hated her, hated her with every fiber of my being. My hands clenched into fists as I tried controlling my anger not to match over to that bitch place and kill off a family member.

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