Castriel’s POV
“Boss— Boss, please. f**k!” The sound of a painful cry filled the air as I shot a bullet through the same place I’d done before.
It’s been three days since I brought Amelia to my house and yet she’s still acting unfazed by me. She acts as though nothing I do matters to her.
The thought of it alone is enough to get me angry and in a fit of rage I pressed my finger into the injury, pushing the bullet deeper and causing more screams of pain to fill the air.
“I’m sorry, Capo, Just…” I didn’t let him finish before stamping my feet on that same leg and causing it to crack, making him scream again.
It was hard trying to get Amelia out of my mind because no matter what I did, my mind kept circling back to her.
Now I’m here, torturing one of the snitches that f****d up my last
