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If You Make Yourself Useful
Miguel Marcola looked like someone whose life is almost drained out. There are intense scars all over his body, from his face to his neck, to his belly to his tigh, his legs and foots. It was obvious he had being beaten mercilessly. This was her godfather.
Miguel Marcola’s left eye was already blinded as a result of the intense beating he had been subjected too in the past one year. Ragnar Marshall had ordered for him not to be killed but to be tortured severely just like he turtured him for years when he was little.
“He’s my godfather, can I talk to him, please?” She asked Ragnar, feeling very pitiful for her father.
Regnar allowed her. She went straight to where he was tied to and knelt before him, “father, it’s me…” She said, as his swollen right eye was closed.
He struggled hard to open it slightly and when he saw his beloved daughter, he almost cried, “I am sorry, Brigitta.”
Brigitta couldn’t help the tears that gushed out of her face, it’s like an angry cloud that emptied it’s rain to the earth. “Father, it batters my heart to see you this way.”
“I’m praying everyday for death but it won’t come.” Miguel Marcola said sadly. “Please beg Ragnar Marshall to end my suffering. This pain is… too much.”
She cried even more as she heard her godfather speak, she placed her hand on his bloody cheek and said, “I love you, Father.”
When she saw that he didn’t have the strength to say any word again, she stood and walked up to Ragnar Marshall who was now sitting on a bar stool.
“Sir…” She fell to her knees, with tears still pouring my face, “I know Miguel Marcola tortured you severely when you are young. I’m not asking for you to free him, I’m only asking that you end his suffering.”
Ragnar Marshall stood wordlessly and walked up to the pole opposite that of Ragnar Marshall, where Rollo was.
“I brought Rollo here cause of what he did to you. He wouldn’t confess who bid him to rape you despite all the intense torture I had my men made him go through,” he said.
“The knife.” At once, a knife was handed over to him by one of the security men in the room. “Yet, I can’t kill him cause the sex tape would be released to the world and that will be a scandal to your name. Hence, I’ll take off what he used in raping you.”
He placed the knife on his dick, making Rollo scream fearfully, “boss… Please… Please… Please don’t.” He screamed in fear.
He hesitated and then said to Rollo, “you know why I’m hesitating.”
“I can’t reveal who sent me,” Rollo insisted and at once, Ragnar Marshall ran the sharp knife through his dick, making him let out the most painful scream any man can ever let out.
At once, Rollo could see his dick on the floor, blood gushing out of the middle of his lap, the place where the dick was cut off.
“Haaa…. ahhhh….” He screamed in pain and eventually passed out.
“Throw him to the sea,” He commanded and at at once, Rollo was released and carried away.
This was ruthlessness on another level! Brigitta thought. She had to close her eyes while Ragnar Marshall was cutting off his dick. Rollo deserved it since he’s a rapist.
Ragnar Marshall then turned to Miguel Marcola and said to him, “your suffering has only just begun.”
“His right leg!” He commanded.
“Oh no!” Brigitta and Miguel Marcola begged at the same time.
The security men had immediately taken a saw to his right leg, at once, they began to slide the saw around his right leg, as a capenter- would do when he’s cutting a wood.
Miguel Marcola tightened his eyes and body tightly, screaming heavily in pain as the saw went deep and deeper into his leg, Brigitta had to run out.
In a jiffy, his right leg fell to the floor. Blood gushing out heavily, splashing everywhere.
Ragnar Marshall mumbled, “your pain is nothing compared to what the six Lords of the Wigglesworth’s family will experience after I have captured them all.” Then he walked out.
He saw Brigitta leaning on the car and burying her head in her folded arms, sobbing heavily.
“Get inside the car,” he said and went straight into the car. Brigitta also got inside the car. Still sobbing.
If only this woman knows that the pain he went through in the hands of Miguel Marcola is nothing compared to what he had made Miguel Marcola go through in the past one year, she wouldn’t feel pity for her. He was literally in Miguel Marcola’s bondage for seventeen years.
He drawled the partition of the car up and said to her, “I may kill you.”Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.
The tears streaming down her face suddenly stopped. Her heart pounding hard against her ribcage so heavily that it was as though her heart will burst open anytime soon. Looking at him in shock, wondering why he had said what he said.
She managed to utter, “what have I done?”
“As you can already tell, I’m not interested in making a family, I’m not capable of that. And I already told you that my lifespan is very limited. My primary purpose now is not even to care for my child that Cassie bore, it is to destroy the Wigglesworth’s family.” He said.
He continued, “the Wigglesworth’s family are the most powerful in the country and by reason of their excess wealth, they have created connection with kings and kingdoms. They have offered me a lot just to stop me from waging war against them but I have refused.”
“I have worked hard for the past five years myself, building armies in the seas and in the land, networking with warlords in the north and the south of Jora City, working towards the destruction of the Wigglesworth’s family.” He further added.
“I know I’m likely to die after I have destroyed the Wigglesworth’s family but I’ll die in peace. If the other world exist, I’ll tell my mother of how I revenged her. She will be happy and be proud of her son.”
She sighed, she still didn’t know why he had said he would kill her. The reasons aren’t in any of the sentences he just proclaimed.
“You are useless to me, I must confess, ” he said while Brigitta kept watching with fear. “if you make yourself useful, I may not have to kill you.”