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"It's a shame to be honest, your own daughter disowning you just like you disowned her. Difference is, she is sending you to the wolves and you probably won't survive. And she won't and will not save you." I shake my head, chuckling. I walk back to the table with my knives and smirk, How I love my knives.

"Such a sticky situation you have put yourselves in. Giving you off to me out of all people" I chuckle and take a knife from the table. "P-please I'm her mother, s-she won't e-ever forgive you if you kill me" I turn a glare at her. "You are no mother to her, you have no right to use that title" I could feel my blood boiling as my voice went dangerously low.

I take a breather and turn to my brother and hand him his knife. He smirks "who are we starting with fratello?" Damian ask not even looking at me. I smirk and look at them too. "Well I was thinking him first but she pissed me off so, why not her?" Stephen walks right next to me, "torture the wife while the husband watches, how fun, do you want to join in?" He says looking at me. "Why don't you guys have fun while I prep for this one?" I say looking at the husband. He glares at me, "Fuck you!" He said trying to spit at me but fails as it doesn't even reach me.

I make a Tsk sound, walk closer to him and smirk crouching down to his seated level "I'd rather fuck your daughter" I whisper right in his face. I put my hand on his neck and squeeze it. He starts struggling "But she ordered me to 'Do my worst' so here I am, about to do my fucking worst" He starts turning almost blue and I chuckle letting him go and walking to my chair.

His coughing filtered the room as I sit and nod at Damian. Damian does love curving with his knives especially, well humans. When I was 12 and Damian was 11, Dad saw how we were more in interested in knives more than Guns. He made us specialize in them. Although we both are good with guns, we are known for knives more. We know how to torture with any sharp object you could think off.

"Well Hello, Damian at your service. I'm not one to bit around the bushes so I'll demonstrate to you exactly what I will be doing to you." Damian says, with a glint of mischief in his tone.

As I said before, Damian would be an artist if it weren't for this life and he likes to show off his skills when torturing.

He squats down to Her level, "would you like to know why they call me the artist?" Lacey turns her face to the side, Damians' eyes could be piercing to ones mind. They aren't brown like mine or Donna but pitch black, he gets them from mom. "Thats because I carve the human body to art, a true masterpiece" Laceys' breath hitches. "P-Please l-I'll do anything just p-please don't k-kill me" she sobs looking down.

"Oh Im not going to kill you, thats both the twins' job, you should be begging them not to kill you. I on the other hand, I punish, with you all alive, breathing, screaming, pleading" he chuckles "Its fun if you aren't the one being punished actually" "Sweetheart its going to be fine, it will all be over soon" David suddenly speaks to his wife.

"Shut up! Shut the fuck up! This is all your fault, you did this!" Stefano suddenly chuckles and looks at her. "And you allowed it to happen, you didn't care enough to stop it, its your fault too.. sweetheart"

"Okay, lets get this done shall we, Stefano, Stephen, sit her up straight and hold her shoulders" she screams "no p-please I'll do anything just please don't!" Damian chuckles "unfortunately I don't need anything from you, now be still"

He rips her shirt off, leaving her bra on. "You look exactly like Nicole, its a shame I have to ruin such a pretty face" a smirk on his face as he chuckle. Damian starts carving and all we here is her screams and her husbands yelling No. I just watch the show and smirk.

After a while, he is done, "viola!" I laugh "A true Masterpiece indeed brother" Damian nods at me and smirks. "Thank you, I try" to be honest I couldn't say what he is but the are parts where there is still skin and parts that do not. Stephen injects her so she could still be awake when I torture her husband.

"Hang him on the wall and chain his hands" they all pick him up and do exactly what I asked. I pick up three medium knives. "You had the audacity to try and fuck your own daughter, The fuck is wrong with you?" Horror written all over his face.

I aim on his left shoulder and throw the knife, he screams, I laugh and throw another on the right shoulder. I throw the last one next to his dick. "See I hate abusers, they annoy me. And since you can't handle trying to fuck your own daughter, I should cut off the problem"

I put gloves on and the twins cut his pants on. I take my favorite, the machete and walk towards him. "Say goodbye to your manhood" At this point I am gone, I'm not the Dante My babygirl knows. I smirk and cut it off. His screams are the worst, he sounds like a bitch.

I take off the right glove and punch him until his face in unrecognizable, like my own punching bag. I take two more knives and throw them on his stomach.

"Stefano" he turns and look and me. "Burn him alive" he smirks and nods. "Stephen" "Boss" I smirk and look at Lacey. "Play time" Stephen loves shooting, guns are his thing. Stephen Nods and mumbles "Okay".

"Its a shame you won't meet your grandchild, but then he/she will be better off" Everyone in the room looks shocked. "Nicoles' pregnant?" Damian asks while smiling, I smile and nod. "Don't tell her I told you until she tells you and act surprised" they all nod and congratulate me, I smile and mumble a thank you and walk out.

Time to go see my Queen.

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This chapter was a little bit crazy but it is what it is.

Next update coming soon.

Bye!