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Chapter 15 | Sebastian Grey
My first live torture show happened at two in the morning while Vincenzo was sound asleep. It wasn't my intention to watch such a show but as I snoop around their freaking palace the first thing I stumbled was a bloody man slumped on the floor while a menacing-looking man, maniacally laughing while he cut and punch the poor man.
To some, it might sound serious and life-changing, but to me, it just makes me curious and excited. It's different when I'm the one doing the deed or I'm on the receiving end of such brutality rather than just being a voyeur reaping the benefits of it. I know I'm being hypocritical, prancing around with my imaginary sword, pretending to be noble but the moment the curtain closed my soul's true color bleeds its true nature.
Nicholas had been right and I've been too angry to see the truth.
The agonizing cry snapped me out of my internal monologue. Immediately, I felt giddy I could not almost suppress it. It feels like there's a bubble grow
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