Page 99 of Darkest Sin

The only fortunate thing is that they haven’t gone for my waist, specially my cock. If I’m going to die here, I want to die with my manhood intact.

Unless Cillian is saving it for the final end. I wouldn’t put it past him.

“You’re a natural,” I spit out as Liam continues to cut me.

“I’m flattered you think so.”

“So, you’re going to take after Cillian once he’s gone. I hope you’re ready to take over now.”

“Why? Because you’re going to kill him?”

“Precisely.”

Liam smirks. In one quick motion, he brings the knife to my cheek and cuts. That’s going to leave a scar behind. “Not if we kill you first.”

“Liam likes to have fun,” Cillian says. “I like knowing that my successor will know how to torture our enemies once I retire.”

It’s been hours now since they started. There’s no clock around so I don’t know the exact time but the sky has darkened. That much I can see. I’m not sure how much more time I have left.

I keep holding out, thinking of Natalya. She needs me. She needs a man to dominate her. To protect her. To love her.

I was consumed by Natalya the first time I laid eyes on her but I wouldn’t have called it love then. I would have called it lust. Possession. But the thought of never seeing her again makes me realize that my feelings have changed. It’s no longer just possession and lust for her. It’s no longer just the desire to consume her and to dominate her.

I love her. I love my wife.

And I’ll never see her again.

No one knows where I am. My men might not even know what happened to me. I’m not sure if Natalya would have told them. My hope is that she went straight home and hid herself away. She better not be out there, putting herself in danger to save me. She’ll deserve a spanking for that for sure.

Liam hands the knife over to Cillian.

“How much longer?” I ask.

“As long as it takes to break you.”

“I never knew you were such a ruthless asshole.”

Cillian chuckles as he skims the knife along my skin. “You don’t really know me at all, do you, Mikhail? You never knew that I love to torture people. That I love the game of it. That I love the thrill of it. Guess these were things you should have asked me about before you made a deal with me.”

“Which you lied to me about. You were always working with Nico. Does he know about this?”

“This is for me, not for Nico.”

“So, he doesn’t know.” It’s my turn to chuckle. “Which means that when he finds out, he’s going to be pissed. If anyone wants to kill me himself, it’s Nico. You just made an enemy of your ally.”

Cillian’s eyes darken. “You’re in no position to get into my head. If you don’t stop talking, I’m going to cut out your tongue.”

I know he will too. A part of me is tempted to mock him still but there’s something deep inside of myself saying that I need to be smart about this. That I need to just… wait.

So, I stay silent. Cillian smiles, though I can tell he’s disappointed. There’s a tightening of his eyes that indicates so. He wanted me to mock him and he’s not going to get what he wanted.

He holds up his knife. “Let’s continue.”

I’m going to hold out for as long as I can. For Natalya. I will not give up, no matter what. She needs me and if there’s any chance I can make my way back to her, I will.

So, I bite down on my tongue as Cillian cuts me, stifling my scream. If I’m not careful, I’ll bite off my own tongue, doing Cillian’s dirty work for him.

I picture Natalya in my mind and hold onto it for dear life.