In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160: Emanuele Won't Like Her

Emanuele's skillful cutting was not a swift, large incision but a small, precise cut at his artery, allowing blood to flow out slowly yet rapidly.

Luca struggled in his grip, but he was bound and couldn't move.

"Damn you! Let him go!" Frederick shouted angrily, his gaze fixed on Emanuele as if he wanted to kill him immediately.

However, Emanuele wasn't afraid. In fact, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, reveling in the sadistic pleasure.

Luca's blood gushed out like a fountain, and Emanuele chuckled.

Soon, Luca turned into a lifeless body, and Emanuele kicked him onto the carpet.

At this moment, Emanuele's gaze focused on Frederick.

Frederick's eyes were lifeless, and the death of his son seemed to have struck him hard.

If one didn't know his identity, the current Frederick looked like a pitiable seventy-year-old man.

However, this old man dared to invade his territory, kill so many people, even family members. The pain he experienced, Emanuele would repay tenfold!

Thinking this, Emanuele looked at Frederick. He had his men tie Frederick to a chair for better control.

After Frederick was secured in the chair, Emanuele took a knife and cut the tendons in Frederick's hands.

The intense pain made Frederick scream uncontrollably.

"I read a book before that described some tortures used by Asians. They would cut the tendons in the hands and feet, causing excruciating pain. Let's give it a try," Emanuele explained.

Frederick, in agony, couldn't control his cries of pain. "I hope you're as cruel as possible. End it quickly."

Emanuele laughed, "Frederick, what you should regret is not ending your own life before being captured. Now, death is the easiest thing for you."

After cutting Frederick's tendons, Emanuele slowly began to carve pieces of flesh from Frederick's body. Listening to Frederick's painful moans, Emanuele felt a great sense of joy.

"Emanuele, hurry up. We're running out of time, only ten minutes left," Isidoro urged. He hoped Emanuele would slowly torture Frederick, but the police were on their way.

Emanuele nodded, looking at Frederick, now in an inhumane state. At this moment, Frederick pleaded with his eyes.

"Please, let me die."

The immense pain had made him feel unable to endure any longer. Death would be a release.

Emanuele smiled and plunged the knife into Frederick's heart. "You shouldn't have invaded my territory, killed my father and stepmother, and harmed my wife."

As the knife went deep into Frederick's body, his eyes widened, pupils dilating. Soon, he lost his life.