45.

Alessandro's POV

"You wish to die, don't you?" I asked the man seated in front of me. He was tied to a black chair in the torture room and his low whimpers filled the whole place as he begged for mercy.

Like hell I'd listen!

"Tell me you fool, who sent you to plant that camera in my house? It's funny you guys now think my property is some random slum you raid and take over, uh?" I chuckled, cutting off one of his fingers. He growled , his face a mixture of pain ...