Chapter 25: Cunning Bastard

*SILIA*

A loud smack jolted me out of my reverie. The stench of blood filled my senses making me gasp as I watched the red fluid splutter out and drip from Leo’s nose.

I knew that this was the most minimal punishment that he could have received and yet watching him get punched and slapped repeatedly wasn’t a pleasant sight for me. I wondered why he couldn’t just say the truth. Were all these sufferings worth it? But one thing that I liked about the Mafia was their loyalty to their group. It was almost as if they were a tight knit family that would do anything for each other.

In that sentiment I could understand why Leo still persisted even though this slow torture must have been messing with his senses.

Although it was unpleasant to watch this scenario I couldn’t sympathize with this man as I believed that whatever had come his way had been a result of his own actions and decisions. It might seem bad timing to bring this up but he did give me one lesson and that was that people can