16. Tyson

Tyson

A nother scream bounces off the walls, and I enter the room in time to see Diva attacking Leo. From the looks of it, she has already bitten him several times. She growls as she’s mauling Leo’s leg, dragging him across the floor, making him cry out in pain like a little bitch.

The whore—who is still hiding behind the chair, as if that would protect her—covers her mouth with trembling hands. If we think she knows something useful, not even God will save her from us.

“Get it off!” Leo begs.

Rueben opens one of the nightstand drawers and empties it on the bed. “My Diva is not an it. She is my little princess.”

I’m all about animals and loving them, but I’ll never understand Rueben’s obsession with his dog. While I care for my pets, I don’t love them the way Rueben loves Diva. I used to have pets, but Jasper and Ansel relocated them after what I did to Olivia. It is for the best, as I haven’t been in the right headspace to care for them. Besides, once Olivia is back at the farm, all my energy will go into proving to her how sorry I am for everything I did to her. At this point, I don’t care if she takes me back. I just want her to be happy.

God, I sound like such a pussy, but who the fuck cares? Being a Lord has nothing to do with how I feel for Olivia. Could I force her to be my little slut and keep my bed warm? Probably. But she has already suffered enough. She deserves to be fucked like the little cock-slut she is and worshiped like a Lady. When she is back at the farm, I am going to lock her up in my room and master her body.

Just because I fucked up big time doesn’t mean I can’t fill that pussy of hers with cum. Maybe I’ll get her pregnant again. This time, I’ll be there for her and experience everything together.

Except, she can’t have children anymore.

Wasn’t Mose going to talk to someone and see if she could undergo IVF treatment? I need to finish here and find my woman, son, and blood-brother, so I can finally start living my dream life. It won’t be as I originally envisioned. It will be better. It will be perfect.

“Only if you tell us what we want to know,” Rueben says. If it were up to me, I’d bring in more dogs. “The Senator and Jason are in DC,” Rueben informs me.

I should have known they left the state. A dark thought comes to me. What if they took Mose with them, and we don’t find him in time? We need to make Leo talk quickly.

I cross my arms over my chest, my face a mask of neutrality, and reign in my emotions. If I want to find out where my son and Mose are, I need to calculate my next steps very well.

Does Olivia know where Spencer is? No, she would have told me about him.

Not after what I did to her. She didn’t even mention that we had a child. I didn’t bother to listen to her, to talk to her. I was so blinded by my pain that I failed to see how much she was suffering.

I saw the fear in her eyes everytime I got close to her. It made me feel good, knowing that I’m a monster. I broke the only person who loved me unconditionally. Now, I have to put the pieces of her shattered soul back together.

I need to find our son.

Leo looks at me. “After the little shit died, Jason threw the body in a dumpster.”

I refuse to believe my son is dead and that Jason disposed of him like he was nothing more than garbage. Because if Jason did that, so help me God, I’m going to do everything in my power to find out where the Celestial Heaven is and burn it to the ground so the Dukes won’t have a place to hide when I hunt them down one by one throughout the city.

I may have just found out about Spencer’s existence today, but I already love him with all my heart. The idea of him dead…the pain is too much for me to bear.

How has Olivia lived with this agony on her own for years?

My demon snarls in anger, and I go to where Leo is with one long step. I crouch next to him and punch him. Diva keeps biting his leg. “This is the second time you called my son ‘little shit.’ The third time you do, I’ll make you cut open your stomach, pull out your intestines, and wrap them around Sean’s neck.”

Despite the pain he’s in, Leo smirks. “You finally acknowledge that Spencer is your son. So you remember raping Olivia?”

I might not remember taking Olivia’s virginity, but I did not rape her. I could have been less rough, but from the looks of it, I was pumped with drugs before I was taken to where Olivia was. She never once told me to stop, even if she was in pain. Do I like what I did to her? Fuck no. She deserved to be loved and cared for. I can’t change the past, but I can change myself now so I’ll be someone she wants to be with. It might take years, but I’m ready to put in the effort to change my mindset. Even if I wanted to, I can’t let her walk away from me. She is the only one I need. And our son.

My demon seems to agree with me, as the hate I’ve felt all these years seems to lessen a bit. My eyes stop hurting and my vision is less blurry. He’s still angry at me, but we might be on the path of reconciliation.

The only reason why Leo claims I raped Olivia is because he wants me to make mistakes, but I’m not stupid enough to fall for his bullshit. “What I remember is Roy saying how much you and your friends liked to make Olivia cry. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll regret everything you did to her.”

Ansel opens the closet and instantly whistles. “Looks like Leo is into some heavy shit,” he says as he takes out a big dildo and shows it to the entire room.

“Bring it here,” I say, not taking my eyes off Leo, wanting to see his reaction when he realizes what I’m going to do with the dildo.

Ansel looks through the closet before bringing me the dildo along with an electric cattle prod. Leo’s face turns a bit pale. Can it be that he is scared that Diva will rip his muscles to shreds, or is he finally catching on to what I plan to do to him?

Olivia absolutely hates being fucked in the ass. You should hear how she cries.

I haven’t forgotten how Roy bragged about hurting Olivia. He ended up with a Carolina Reaper up his ass. For Leo, I’m going to get a bit more creative because I need to make him talk fast.

“Rueben, call Diva off Leo,” I say as I place the electric prod against Leo’s arm. I don’t turn it on right away, wanting to make Leo believe I don’t know how to use it. Mind games are always important in torture.

Being the bastard that he is, Rueben takes his time before saying, “Diva, let him go.” Diva is not happy that she doesn’t get to make Leo scream even more, so Rueben adds, “When we get home, I’ll give you a big, fat bone to chew on.”

Diva is a huge fan of bones, so hearing she will get one is more than enough to convince her to leave Leo in my hands. She lets go of him and sits on her hind legs while growling low, letting Leo know that she will attack him again if he makes any wrong movements.

I pretend to study the electric prod while paying attention to what is happening. From the corner of my eye, I watch what the whore is doing. Her eyes are fixed on the prod, fear shining in them. She is terrified of it.

No, she’s not a whore. If she’s here, it’s because she was brought here by force.

I bet all my savings that Leo used the prod on her. More than once. Did he do that to my sweet Olivia as well? The thought of Olivia screaming in pain, pleading with Leo and his sick friends to stop hurting her, makes me so furious.

My blood-brothers and I have been torturing Dukes for many years. I always like to start first because I like to break spirits. Ansel and Rueben usually watch what I’m doing, ready to help me in case I need them. If Mose and Jasper were here, they would be the ones to pretend to be good guys, their calm demeanor giving the enemy a false illusion of safety.

Feeling generous, I say to the woman, “Do you want to show me how to use it?” She doesn’t say anything, probably scared that I’m tricking her somehow, so I ask, “What’s your name?” Not because I care but because it will make her think I have no ill intentions toward her. Which is true.

“Don’t fucking tell them anything,” Leo snarls. Diva growls, and he cowers away. Rueben walks over to Leo and puts his foot on his head, preventing him from moving.

The woman backs away from us even more. Her reactions remind me of Olivia.

Ansel takes out a shirt from the closet and goes to her. “We are not here to harm you,” he tries to assure her while offering her the shirt. Her hand shakes as she puts it on.

“But we are here to harm Leo and Sean.” Scars cover her bare legs. “From the looks of it, they’ve hurt you.” I look into her eyes. “Make them pay.”

After buttoning up the shirt, she says in a low voice, “I’m Mila.”

I offer Mila the electric cattle prod. “Time to show homeboy what happens when he hurts you.”

Something shifts in Mila’s gaze, and her fear vanishes. She stands, her eyes fixed on Leo. Her hands tremble, but her voice is steady as she tells him, “You’ll never touch me or order me around again.”

Will Olivia take her power back, given the opportunity, just like Mila is?

“Atta girl,” I say when Mila takes the prod from me.

“I’m going to fucking kill you,” Leo yells when Mila puts the prod against his wounded leg and turns it on.

Ansel finds a pair of used briefs close to the bed and picks them up. “If you keep screaming like that, everyone in the building will think you are a stupid bitch,” he says to Leo as he shoves the briefs in his mouth.

“Make sure you sanitize your hands when we are done here,” Rueben says.

Mila keeps using the electric prod on Leo. His screams are muffled by his own shit.

“We will need to shower with holy water to purify ourselves. Have you taken a good look at this place? I bet they have cockroaches living here rent-free.” My voice is laced with disgust as I glance around the room.

Ansel kicks an empty beer can to the side. “We are here to find out where Spencer is, not to worry about the questionable stains on the mattress.”

“Let’s not forget about Mose,” Rueben says.

Mila stops electrocuting Leo.

“You are nasty as fuck. Didn’t your mama teach you how to shower?” I ask when I see his ass. He tries to say something, but the briefs make him sound like a bitch in heat. “You have no manners. Don’t you know you shouldn’t speak with your mouth full?” I show him the dildo. “Did you use this on my woman?” Leo grunts something, and I slap him with the dildo across the face. “Did you?”

This time, I don’t try to hide my hate and anger. My voice comes out like a menacing growl. Leo’s whimper is all the confirmation I need.

“Roy bragged about how all of you enjoyed making Olivia cry. Did it make you hard when she was in pain?”

The way Leo looks at me evokes even more anger inside me. I take the prod from Mila and put it against his asshole, and turn it on. He soils himself.

“Answer, or else I’ll shove it up your ass and electrocute you until you die,” I order him as I keep using the prod on him so that it gets through his thick skull that I can be just as sadistic as Senator Deymar. When I’m sure he’ll answer, I give the prod to Mila. “Was it gratifying to see Olivia’s tears?” Leo nods. I resist the urge to kill him. To Rueben, I say, “Help me bend him over the bed.”

Rueben leans over and grabs Leo’s arms while I go for his legs. My fingers dig into the wounds made by Diva. He tries to fight us, but Diva’s growls let him know that there’s no way of escaping us. Once Leo is bent over the bed, his ass in the air, I put my foot on his Achilles tendons.

“I didn’t know you were into men,” Ansel chuckles when I shove the dildo into Leo’s ass. Leo bucks and screams against the briefs in his mouth.

For a moment, the image of Jasper flashes in my mind, and I shove it to the side. This is not the moment to think about Jasper. “I am not into men,” I snarl at Ansel before I say to Leo, “Look who’s crying now.” I pull out the dildo and shove it back inside with more force than needed. Blood runs down his legs.

Mila gets on the bed and sits on Leo’s head while watching how I rip his ass open. “The blood will make the dildo slide in easily. Isn’t that what you always said when you made Olivia bleed?”

My demon is so enraged his growls reverberate through my head. I’m sure everyone can hear him. “It’s only fair that you experience the same pain you put my woman through.”

“After they were done with her, they would make her clean their cocks with her mouth,” Mila lets me know.

“Did they now?” Rueben snarls. I think he finally understands how badly Olivia has been abused.

I hold the dildo in the air. “This needs to be clean.” Mila shifts to sit on the bed, and I yank out the brief from Leo’s mouth. “Lick the dildo clean,” I order him.

“Fuck you, Lord,” Leo snarls.

Some are easier to break than others. I grab Leo’s jaw between my fingers as I shove the dildo down his throat. He gags from how hard I fuck his mouth with the dildo. “Look how good you are at deepthroating. I bet you sucked Jason’s cock often. After kissing his ass.”

Moments later, he gags before he vomits on the bed. I throw the dildo on the floor. Mila quickly gets away.

“He needs more training,” Ansel says.

“After he cleans the bed,” Rueben adds.

I grab Leo’s hair and shove his face into his own vomit. “Hear that, you ass-kissing, cock-sucker, piece of shit? You better get to work.”

Leo gags again, and I push his head harder into the mattress. I want nothing more than to kill him right now.

Not yet.

Not yet.

“You have two options: you either eat your vomit, or I destroy your asshole.”

Some sounds come from Leo, which I take as him wanting me to prolapse his ass with the dildo. I’ll need something bigger for that.

“Ansel, can you wake up Sean and bring him here?” I ask.

“The look on your face tells me that you have some sick shit in mind,” Ansel states before leaving the room.

Avenging everything Leo and the others did to Olivia will take me days, and I don’t have that kind of time. So, I have to find other ways to make him suffer before I finally end his miserable life.

I yank Leo’s head up so he won’t asphyxiate on his vomit.

“You’ll wish you chose to lick the bed clean,” I snarl.

Ansel returns. He drags Sean, who is slowly waking up, by his arms and leaves him in the middle of the room, next to Rueben and Diva.

Rueben kicks Sean in the stomach. “Wake up, Sleeping Beauty.”

Sean needs a few more kicks before he fully wakes up, and Rueben is more than happy to deliver them. The sock is still in Sean’s mouth, his hands still tied behind his back, although Ansel might have dislocated his shoulders while he dragged him here. I doubt Sean feels any pain since he is still high on meth or whatever drugs he’s been using.

Ansel unties Sean’s hands, removes the sock, and makes him stand. Sean looks around, confused. “How the fuck did you get in here?”

I shrug. “Pizza. Remember?” I hit Leo’s ass with the prod. “We have a fresh pussy for you right here.” I rub my chin. “Maybe not that fresh since I used a dildo on him, but you don’t mind, do you?” Ansel shoves Sean forward. “Now, I want you to fuck Leo.”

Sean blinks. “I’m not a faggot.”

I narrow my eyes. “Such an ugly word to use. I’ll forgive you if you eat Leo’s vomit.” Sean gags. “No? His ass then.”

Leo starts to protest but stops when I use the prod on him.

“Oh, I want to see this,” Mila chirps.

“Get behind Leo,” I order Sean. When he refuses to do as told, I turn my attention to Diva. “Do you want a sausage?”

Diva barks before attacking Sean and biting his dick through his pants. He falls to the floor, and Diva shakes her head, making Sean yell. His scream is cut short by Ansel, who kicks him in the mouth.

“You can let him go,” I say to Diva. She doesn’t usually listen to me, but she does this time.

Sean sobs while cradling his crotch. “I’m bleeding. I need to go to the hospital.”

“I think you have bigger problems than your dick right now,” Rueben chuckles. “Like listening to Tyson if you don’t want my dog to finish what she started.”

Sean whimpers.

“Get on the fucking bed!” Rueben yells.

Sean starts to cry as he gets up. I want to take out my phone and record this next part, but I don’t want anyone except my blood-brothers to know what kind of a sick monster I am.

Sean kneels behind Leo.

“Since your dick is out of order, you are going to fuck Leo with your fist,” I say.

Leo takes longer to break; when Sean sticks his fist in his ass, and he only whimpers in pain, I know it won’t be long until I make them speak.

“All the way to the elbow,” I say.

“Pl-please,” Leo begs.

I quirk an eyebrow. “My woman also begged. Remember?” To Sean, I say, “Fuck him until you make him come.”

The human body will do anything when it comes to survival, even have an orgasm. Sean fists Leo. When he is not as rough as he should be, Mila uses the prod on him. It takes a few minutes, but Leo comes. Moments later, he collapses in his vomit, passed out.

“Atta boy,” I say. “Sean, lick his cum from the sheets.”

When Sean complies almost immediately, I’m almost disappointed. After he licks all the cum, Ansel asks, “Where’s Mose?”

Still cradling his crotch, Sean asks, “Will you let me live if I tell you?”

I shrug. “Sure.”

Sean knows I’m lying, but he finally reveals where the Senator took Mose. “The medical facility. I don’t know where the woman was taken.”

What woman is he talking about?

Alma.

Fuck. I forgot about her.

“What of my son?”

“Jason is the only one who knows where the kid is. Roy liked to brag to Leo and me that he figured it out, but he didn’t know shit. That’s all I know. I swear,” Sean tries to convince me.

Ansel clears his throat. “Before I killed Roy, he told me the same thing. That he was bluffing when he said he knew where Spencer was.”

Goddamn!

“Too bad,” I say and pick up the dildo. “Looks like we don’t have a deal anymore. This is for what you did to Olivia,” I say when I shove the dildo up his ass. A weak scream rips from his lips.

I continue to destroy his ass until he stops screaming.

“Mila, what did Sean do when you stopped crying?”

She cocks her head, confused. Moments later, she realizes what I’m asking and a grin appears across her face. “Find new ways to torment me.”

“What do you have in mind?” I wonder.

Mila quickly replies. “Sean loves to put out his cigarettes on pussies.”

Did he fucking do that to Olivia? She has burn marks on her arms, but I never paid attention to her pussy.

“Do you smoke?” she asks.

I take out my pack of cigarettes and give her one, along with the lighter. Mila lights a cigarette and takes a few drags before vacating the bed.

Another question comes from Mila. “Could you turn him around?” Rueben and I gladly do as Mila asked. Sean’s face is pale. He whimpers as Mila stands in front of him. “I’ve been waiting for this day since the moment Jason killed my boyfriend after forcing him to watch how you and the others took turns fucking me.”

Olivia is not the only one who was abused by Jason and his friends.

Mila takes a last puff before unzipping his pants and putting out the cigarette on the tip of his cock. He screams before passing out. “Guess our fun’s over,” Mila sounds disappointed. Then she freezes. Fear returns to her eyes. “Unless I become the entertainment.”

“We have a bonded,” Ansel says.

Mila shifts her weight from one leg to another. “Olivia, right?”

“You know her?” Rueben asks.

Mila nods. “Two years ago, after Jason killed my boyfriend, I was forced to marry Roy. Apparently, he loved me and couldn’t accept that I didn’t want him. Anyway, when I wasn’t at Roy’s apartment, I was here to suck cock or whatever Roy told me to do. When Jason brought Olivia here from the Celestial Heaven, I was warned to stay away from her. I never got to have a real conversation with her because she was either high and locked in her room or high and on her knees, taking care of Roy and the others while I kept Jason’s cock warm.”

I don’t know what comes over me when I say, “Can you show me where Olivia’s room is?”

I don’t know what I expect to find there, but I want to see her space with my own eyes. Something tells me that all the abuse happened outside that room.

Mila rubs her left arm. It reminds me of Olivia’s first weeks on the farm. Is Mila an addict like Olivia? “Is Olivia safe? Happy?”

I don’t owe anything to this woman, but she sounds genuinely concerned for Olivia, so I reply, “Right now, Olivia is missing, along with one of my blood-brothers. As you heard, Leo and Sean have information about my son. I just learned about his existence, but I want to find him so badly.”

I never saw myself as a father. Fuck. I didn’t even think I had it in me to be a good parent. My mom was an absolute nightmare to live with. By the time I moved in with my father and his family, all I knew was that I’d never get married. All that changed when I met Olivia. I wanted her, and I wanted a family with her. Spencer is the fulfillment of the dream we shared.

Mila walks up to the door. “It’s this way,” she says and walks out.

Before I go to her, I ask Ansel, “Can you find some nails and a hammer for me?”

He doesn’t even ask what I need them for. “Sure thing.”

Mila waits for me down the hall, next to another room.

For a moment, I get nervous. I’ve never been inside Olivia’s room before. I know that she didn’t live here of her own volition, but knowing her, drugs or not, she created a place where she wanted to think she could hide from the world.

Mila opens the door for me. “This is where Olivia stayed while she lived here.”

Before I enter, I say to her, “Don’t even think about leaving. You won’t like what we’ll do to you when we find you.”

“I’m not stupid enough to run away from Lords. Where would I even go, anyway?” Mila wonders before leaving me alone.

Olivia’s room—if I can even call it that—is smaller than my office. There’s a single bed, a vanity desk, a TV, an old sound system, and a closet. No books. She must have hated not having anything to read. Now that I think about it, I never once saw her read at the farm.

When Rueben and I took her shopping and saw the books and vinyl albums there, I knew she would be interested in them, especially if they had jazz on them. The tricky part was buying them without her or Rueben noticing. Or leaving them in Jasper’s room without anyone noticing.

I go to the sound system, curious to see what type of music Olivia listened to while she was here. When my favorite song, Evil , starts to play, I’m taken by surprise. I didn’t think she would remember.

While the song plays, I lay on her bed. The window is nearby. She probably laid in the same position as me, listening to the song and looking out the window. What did she think about in those moments? About our son or how I failed her? I grab her pillow and inhale her scent.

Where the fuck is she?

Why the fuck did Rueben scream at her and kick her out? If something happens to her, he will be the next one to be tortured.

Even if I didn’t deserve it, I was given a second chance to be with her, and I blew it because I wasn’t capable of having a conversation with her. For fuck’s sake, I write romance books. Haven’t I learned anything from the males I write about?

Frustrated with myself, I get out of bed, go to her old closet, and look inside. Most of the clothes inside are red, which makes me frown. She hates that color—at least, that's what she told me. For sure, Jason forced her to wear these clothes.

Lastly, I go to the vanity desk and sit in the chair. Makeup is scattered all over the place, showing that Olivia doesn’t care about it.

I’m about to leave when I see something carved below the mirror in the alphabet we invented: A Magna Maxima.

Why does it ring a bell for me? Did I read it somewhere? Nothing comes to mind, so I keep looking around.

When I don’t find anything useful in Olivia’s room, I go look for Jason’s room. It doesn’t take long to find it. The drawers of his desk are thrown on the floor, the contents gone. The closet is open, most of the clothes are missing.

By the looks of it, he was in a hurry to take anything of importance with him when he fled with his dear old daddy.

Hanging on the wall is a painting of a citadel.

I look around in case Jason missed something, but there is nothing here, so I return to the others.

Leo is still passed out, and Sean is whimpering next to him.

“Let’s finish here and go after Mose,” I say.

Rueben agrees with me. “Sean was kind enough to tell me where the facility is.”

Perfect. From here, we will go directly there.

“I found the nails and the hammer you wanted,” Ansel lets me know.

“Good. Let’s take them to the living room.”

I always knew I wasn’t right in the head, but I tried to control myself. Not this time. This time, I’ll let everyone see how twisted my mind can be. The only ones safe from my madness are my blood-brothers, Olivia, and my son.

“What do you plan to do?” Rueben asks.

I thought he’d never ask.

“Nail Leo to the door and Sean to the armchair, alive. I want them to deliver a message to Jason—tell me where my son is, or the next ones will be you and your father.”

With Jason and the Senator, I’ll take my time, making them suffer for days before I finally kill them.

If not for Olivia and Mose missing, I’d already be on my way to Washington D.C.

Ansel and Rueben hold Leo with his head down while I nail his feet, shoulder, and hands to the door. Next is Sean. Nailing him takes less than a minute. He doesn’t even scream.

I take out my knife. “Did I ever tell you that I collect trophies from my enemies?” I say as I remove his eyes. From Leo, I also take his ears and tongue.

“Mila, we are leaving,” I say after I make sure Sean has memorized my message to Jason.

Mila comes out from a room with a bag in her hands. “Where are you taking me?” she asks.

“To the Blood Lodge. The Elders will take care of you,” Ansel replies.

“I don’t want to be a sex slave,” Mila protests.

“You won’t be,” I promise her.

Mila doesn’t seem to believe me. Her shoulders drop. “Alright.”

I don’t have the energy to explain to her the difference between the pornais from the Blood Lodge and the ones from the Celestial Heaven. I’ll leave that to the Elders.

We leave the same way we entered.

When we are in the car, Rueben receives a text message.

“It’s from Reyes. He and his blood-brothers are back.”

Perfect timing.

“Send him the facility coordinates and tell them to meet us there,” I say.

Rueben starts the car.

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.

This time, my blood-brothers and I will be the ones singing this song.