Violent Little Thing (Lily and Luciano) novel Chapter 184

After my guys made very sure to detail wash every single part of my body, they let me dry myself off. I take a seat at the vanity table and reach the the hairbrush when Mason’s hand lands on top of mine.

“Let me.”

1 narrow my eyes at him, but that only makes him pout like a kicked puppy. I sigh heavily.

“Okay, okay, you can do it, just be gentle okay? I don’t want you tipping my hair out.”

“I won’t. I promise.” He says happily, taking the brush and starting from the ends. I’m not sure who taught him how to brush a girl’s hair, but I’m thankful. Nico comes out with the hair dryer, and they work together to sort out my long hair. Nico places a kiss just below my ear after he pulls my hair back and it makes my breath hitch as I remember just how good these two can make my body feel. He notices my reaction and smirks as he does it again.

“As much as I would love to ravish you right now, amore. I don’t think this is the time, or place. Your family is waiting downstairs.”

It’s my turn to pout as I look at him, but he just shakes his head and promises me “later.” I turn to Mason, putting on my best ‘fuck me‘ eyes and he looks cautiously to Nico who very sternly shakes his head again.

“Sorry love. He’s right. We wouldn’t want someone to come up to tell

you dinner is ready while we’re busy feasting on dessert. He winks.

“Your Mom kind of scares me now.” Nico mumbles as he buttons the jacket Mason lent him and passes me the comfortable clothes I had chosen. After 1 dress, we all head down to the dining hall where everyone is waiting for us. We take our usual seats, and my guys waste no time piling my plate full of roast beef and vegetables. I look over to Mom who’s receiving the same treatment, she’s obviously cleaned herself up too but she’s sporting a nice bruise on her chin now that Hunter’s Dad keeps glaring at. I bet he’s wishing the guy that did that would come back to life so he could kill him again. Jose and some of his men are still with us, no doubt waiting to deal with Pedro.

So… I c

..I clear my throat, getting everyone’s attention. “How are we going to de

“Do what, Princess?” Dad asks me.

this?”

“Pedro. I feel like everyone here is going to want a piece of him and we can only do so much before he dies. So how are we going to do this?”

“Hmm…” He hums in thought while casually cutting a potato.

“I think,” Mom cuts in, “death by a thousand cuts is pretty effective. Gives everyone the chance to participate, as long as everyone can control themselves.”

“That would mean that Isla goes last then.” Mason says playfully.

“Hey! I can control myself…but I definitely want an eyeball…or a couple hands.” I shrug.

“You can take an eye, but yes, you will need to go last.” Dad nods.

“Your family is so fucked up…” Nico whispers over his drink.

“Oh come on, don’t tell me you don’t want an eyeball. Maybe we could even preserve

“We’re not keeping an eyeball, Isla.” He frowns at me, but I see the hint of a smile he’s trying to hide.

The conversations around the room flow easily. Jose shows me pictures of Luis who’s happily settled in at home. He hasn’t been back yet, not since I was taken. His wife had made him promise to stay until I was safe and Pedro was six feet under. I bet by now he’s really missing his family and his home. Mia happily brings some normality back, telling me about the last of the plans she’s made for her wedding and catching me up with all the latest gossip. I almost forgot about the bastard in our basement. Almost. When dinner is finished, Dad stands, clapping his hands together. “Alright everyone, time to close this chapter once and for all.”

Mom is quick to throw down her napkin and see that sparkle in her eye as everyone stands from their chairs

“Ready, amore?” Nico hold out his hand for me and I nod excitedly.

1/2

like a bit of murder before bed, right?

Nothing

He

rolls his

as Mason

can

in pain from

his

as

take his hand

takes

we all make Our eyes on a smile and I

He’s crying

like a

little

for his girl.

life see him.

Pleading pathetic I watch

as him hear

before 1

that’s used

We all more for

file into interrogations.

the room the hallway to a bigger room

chains through metal loops anchored in the heavy

roof. The bring the chains Kaiden’s dads hook Hunter and

his wrists, then

both doing this

sides. the chain and to

locked Once he’s link in

in place,

they pulf through a

the and

anchors

Pedro’s of the floor. to chains Jose’s and out of Dad off ground

the

grasp and then into his wrists. His digging

he around handcuffs the

eyes and I smile wide at him, locks his with mine and he eyes

bubbles out his

he hiccups nose snot

in panic. eyes and

my other and

out of way

the room

and down the stairs

and Pedro Dad

poll

to the basement him out of his small cell and acros

on

they

secure

the

toes

behind them, everyone taking a spot against a wall as a

down to Pedro’s hands, snapping handcuffs

other

hoisting Pedro skim the

ends of the chains,

floor as

he

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