Don't cry

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Lionel's POV

We got back to the house, and surprisingly Marcus was there. I told Marcus to take Christian to the torture room. But I told him not to do anything to him, only because I wanted him to feel pain, by what he did to Elaina.

I still don't understand what happened between them two, but I'm gonna have to figure that out, by talking to her.

"Hey Lionel, where is Lilith going to be sleeping?" Elaina told me, Interrupting my thoughts. I honestly didn't think of that.

"I'll let my guards take you guys to her guest room"
"Ok thanks!" And with that they left. I'll talk to Elaina once I'm done with Christian.

"Where is he?" I told Marcus "I put him exactly where you wanted him" good because today is not your day Christian.

I went to the torture room, and saw him with a bloody nose. He was tied up to a chair. "What the hell am I doing here?" Oh this is gonna be fun "well, you made a big mistake by touching Elaina. And that's what caused you to end up in here"

"What the fuck do you mean. I have never seen you before. How do you know Elaina?" "To much questions, I'll do something to you, that you'll like for sure" I smirk

"What the fuck do you mean!" I went over over to this drawer and pulled out a screwdriver "what the fuck are you gonna do to me?" He sounded angry "don't you know what screwdrivers see for?"

"Of course I fucking know what screwdrivers are for, but there's nothing here for you to use that thing" "oh, there is" my smirk was visible now, and he was scared for sure.

I untied his hands, and before he could start running, I grabbed his him and pushed him against a wall "your not going going anywhere" I said

Marcus was in here too, watching the whole show. I gave him a sign to come and hold him down. "What the fuck are you gonna do?" He screamed at me. I took out 2 screws, and went back.

Before he could speak, I stabbed the screw to his hand. Good thing the walls are sound proof cause he started screaming. I just didn't want Elaina to see the other side of me.

I put the other screw and stabbed it to his other hand. "Now mind telling me what you were telling Elaina?" I need to know "I'm not fucking telling you shit" I tried looking for any regrets in his face, and there was none.

"Alright then" I took the screwdriver and twisted the screw that was in his hand. He started screaming, and I just enjoyed it.

Dad always said that you should never show your emotion of regret or that you felt bad to anyone, because that would just make people think that you are weak to hurt anyone.

That's the only advise I took from him. I still hate him, but what he told me was good enough for me to become a mafia. "Let's start again" I looked deep into his eyes "what did you tell you Elaina?"

"And like I said, I'm not telling you shit" I put the screwdriver to the other hand and twisted the screw. He better fucking tell me now because I fucking kill him to death. "Tell me what you told Elaina" he stayed quiet now. I got up and punched him in the face. I told Marcus to just leave him there.

Either way, he can't fucking leave, I screwed the screw to deep in his hand.

Elaina's POV*

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