Arianna POV
The scan was over pretty quickly and Samual told me I didn’t have long and handed me a gun and knife and then tied one of hands back to bed.
Dominic would be back to gloat soon and I needed to be ready.
Seeing the little blob on the screen gave every bit of strength I needed to kill this sick and twisted arsehole.
“Good evening Arianna” Dominic walked in and sits down on the wing back chair like normal.
God I f*****g hate this man.
“Living the dream I must say” i mutter back.
“Sassy today. How lovely at least it better than the crying” he really was an arrogant son of b***h.
I wasn’t into torturing people but this is someone I’d make an exception for.
I’d got better with this kind of thing since Boston and my links to there mafia group and his man wholehearted
