THE GARDEN OF BLOOD TRILOGY: Book One
UNDER CONTRUCTION
The headings that are in English are edited.
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Nikolaos Vitcenzo King of his underworld that is the Mafia.
Arden Dagwood a twenty-year-old who should have just minded her own busines...
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To tame some demons is to feed it what it wants::FLESH!
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VADER.
I knew I was a bit fucked up in the head. Naturally fucked up. No one abused me as a kid or molested me. Hell I never even got bullied in my life. My family were middle class people. So we were well enough off.
Did I play violent video games? No.
Were my parents fucked up people? Nope.
Then maybe I watched something to be this way? Neither.
Remorse was just something I was not given at birth. A conscience. Did not even know such a thing existed.
Nikolaos found me and saw my potential. He said that my gifts were not to be wasted, rotting away in a prison cell. Since I only killed menaces to society he found my skill appealing.
For some reason he thought me valuable.
His woman also seemed to think the same. After relating my story she seemed curious rather that frightened or sick. The both of them suited each other perfectly.
"You will do it now." Pablo exclaimed. " I don't want Vito's man here longer than necessary. Torture once he talks and we gain helpful information cut him off. We will take care of the body..." he looked at me up and down then added "Well what is left of it." I smiled at him and he patted my back.
"I will need some cooking materials with some seasoning. A stove will be nice." I told him and he laughed and nodded his head.
"I thought you would. That is why I had it done yesterday after you told us your menu."
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The room was like wonderland for me. It was the best torture chamber I had ever seen. This family was not only into tools but the ancient, medieval times of torture.
A table lined with pans and plates along with some knives and forks. Different types of seasoning. Salt and pepper, freaking Bar-B-Q sauce. My heart skipped with excitement. Kitchen from hell.
There was also an apron with a note at the side of it.
Vader, Enjoy your meal. Wear this as to not get yourself dirty. If you look in the box at the far end of this table you will find needles. In the syringe there is a drug that will slow blood flow to keep your victim alive. He will feel everything though so bring on the pain. And don't worry about him dying before time that is what the drug is for.
Sincerely Nikolaos
I checked out the box and there were ten needles in it. Enough to last for days on end . I know this drug, one injection can last for two days. With ten his life can last for twenty days while I ate from him slowly.
