Chapter 5 Torture
Human lives meant nothing to Nikolai. He used and disposed of them as he wished.
And when someone dared to go against his rules or betrayed him, he murdered them in cold blood, cutting out their limbs and feeding them to his pit bulls.
Mr. Richard was one of them.
He dared to con him off his money and he got the consequences. Now, his daughters are going to pay for his sins for the rest of their life.
The flight back to Moscow, arrived an hour ago. And now, he was in his dungeon.
He had caught three traitors who committed deadly sins.
From the CCTV footage he installed at the dock, he saw these men loading his precious goods into another cargo truck that was definitely not his.
"Wake the svoloch's, up!" He growled.
"Sure thing, boss." Dimitri, his Boevik - Hitman and enforcer answered. He moved towards the men, brought out a whip from his belt and slashed it hard across their faces and they jerked up.
Their body shuddered from the pain.
The first man's face was bleeding, eyes swollen and fingers bleeding.
The other two were not hurt, except for the heat scarring their bare chest.
These men had been working for him for the past 10 years. And not once had he suspected they would go against him. These fuckers knew how he hated traitors and knew that there was room for forgiveness.
The Volkovskaya Bratva never forgives.
"You know what happened to men like you. You know there is no room for forgiveness." Nikolai said Cooly. He eyes hardened on their figure.
There was abundant money in the Bratva. No on can say that he was poor and didn't have any money because that will be a fucked up truth.
Becoming a member of the Volkovskaya Bratva comes with a luxurious lifestyle unless you are too weak to fight for what's yours.
The first man's mouth was swollen and he couldn't speak.
"Who is he?" He went straight to the question. He didn't need to bother asking the reason for betraying him.
He only needed a name.
They didn't respond rather he got a shiver from them as if they were scared to mention the name of the 'he' in question.
Nikolai smirked and sat like a king on his seat. He lit the cigar in his hand, and inhaled sharply, and nodded to Dimitri.
Dimitri took a plier and walked towards the third man. He was tied to a chair, barely unconscious.
One by one he began pulling out his nails and the man screamed out lungs. He stared at his bleeding fingers without nails.
"Please... Please... Just kill me!" He cried out as Dimitri pulled out his ten nails.
"I don't repeat myself. Start talking." Nikolai puffed out a long air of smoke.
His eyelids dropped a little, lips curling sadistically as the screams of the man were like music to his ears.
He pulled out his gun and aimed for the third man's head. And a clean bang was heard in the silent dungeon.
"You will never be able to match him, Nikolai. He is only getting started and when he's done, you will wish you had ne-"
Bang Bang Bang
Nikola shot the first man three times at the head.
Bang
He gave him a last shot. He nose flaring, knuckles turning white, eyes darkening as he watched the lifeless body pooling at his feet.
How dare he call him by his first name? That was the top unforgivable sin. You don't address your pakhan by his name.
How dare he?!!
Nikolai's jaw was clenched, a vein popping at his temple.
"Kill this man..." he pointed to the shaky man, "... and make sure their bones don't go to waste."
Nikola stormed out of the dungeon angrily.
His legs dragged him to where Isabella was.
Isabella fascinated him. There was something about her that stirred something inside him. He should have killed her right there but couldn't.
That sharp mouth of her... He touched his neck, feeling her teeth marks.
Feisty little cat! He smirked. He had handled worse and he was going to tame her.
He would bend her, break her and make her submit to him.
He would make her crave his touch.
There were many ways to tame a cat and he was going to use them all on her.
"Gospodi Nik!" Elizaveta, the motherly figure who had lived with him since the past 20 years exclaimed as she saw him approaching the room Isabella was in.
Nikolai sighed. She and her daughter, Natalya, were the only people he tolerated.
"Why have you kidnapped such a poor girl. She was literally shaking and crying in her sleep."
Nikolai paused, taking a look at Eliza, "I don't need to explain myself to you. Or do I?"
His cold tone gripped her bone and she instantly pressed her lips together.
She knew Nikolai's anger and although he tolerated her a few times she knew this time wouldn't be one of those times.
Nikolai took her silence for obedience and entered the room.
Isabella was just waking up from bed. Her eyes instantly locked in on Nikolai who stood, leaning against the door frame.
"Surprise surprise!" He jest, stepping into the room.
Bella immediately went into an alert mood. Her heart, stuttering.
He had done something to her that made her go unconscious and she wasn't taking any chances.
"Why didn't you kill me? You said you wouldn't go back on your word and would kill me, so why didn't you just do that?" She asked, as she quickly left the bed. Staggering backwards with a pillow in hand as Nikolai walked closer.
"I changed my mind. You offered yourself to me and I'm gladly taking you." He chuckled darkly, flashing his white 32 teeth.
What?
"That's not happening. I will never give myself to you." Bella spat.
The only reason she did that was to protect her sister but since she knew her sister will be in Serah's place she had nothing to fear.
As long as her sister was safe, she didn't give a shit about her own life.
But his next words struck her heart, sharp and painful.
"Even at the cost of your sister's life. What was her name again?..." He p
aused taking a wild guess.
''Daisy?'
Bella's heart dropped.