"P-Please..s-stop."

Irene was chained.

Alejandro and his son Fernando, looked at her with an smirk. Irene slept with a man, not just any man, Manolo's boyfriend, Joaquin. Yes, Joaquin slept with Irene instead of his love, and to make matters worse, he told the whole world.

Alejandro read what he had done. He wasn't angry with him, no, because he saw how much pain there was in him. Irene made him do it, it was her fault and Alejandro was not happy. He kidnapped her and as soon she woke up, she started screaming for her life. She was chained up on to a pole, her dark green dress all cut and dirty. Her makeup was all smeared all over her cheeks, her hair was all cover in blood. Her entire body was covered in bruises and cuts. She was being torture.

"Oh..why should I?...don't like being punished?..you little whore.", Fernando scowled, every word he said to her was like a knife cutting her open. The bittersweetness words was making the women cry even more in guilt and fear.

Alejandro cooed, "Irene darling, not only you have fucked with my brother's boyfriend, including you fucked with my brother's heart and emotions, you fucked with gods."

Irene screamed in pain as she felt a claw in her back. Still smirking, they decided to put her on a metal rectangle with straps. As they strap her down, Fernando got a set of weapons and toys laid down on a red fabric. Alejandro grabbed the smallest knife and went over to her.

Irene yelled out for help as she felt sharpness cut her arm again. Alejandro covered her mouth, the blood went into her mouth. Alejandro stoped and looked over to his son, who was sharpening an axel.

Fernando went over to her and copped her right leg off. As expected, the women screamed in pain, but not enough because of her mouth being covered. Alejandro grabbed a salt shaker and sprinkled it on her leg.

Fernando covered her mouth with an white clothe and grabbed an screwdriver.

"Did you loved the sight of having Joaquin fuck you?", Alejandro asked mischievously, "Well..it going to be the last pleasurable sight you ever see."

Irene's eyes widened, Fernando stabbed her left eye with the screwdriver. She screamed, she gave up of trying to set free. They backed away from her and took a glare.

Fernando smiled, "She is still screaming."

Alejandro nodded, he took off the clothe that was wrapped around her mouth and grabbed her tongue.

"Wow, you still have the sent of cum in your mouth, well for now~", cooed Alejandro as he swing the knife in the air.

Irene felt like she going to pass out, unfortunately she couldn't, Fernando placed a collar on her neck, making her scream in silence.

"You could've been living a life, instead you just to fuck it all up?", Fernando asked, he gave his father his weapon.

Alejandro rose with weapon in the air, "But, now...you have become one of them."

Irene finally closed her eyes and stopped moving. They got rid of the body by disintegrating it took into dust. They cleaned up the blood and went back to their rooms.

Fernando hugged his father's chest, "I love you."

Alejandro smiled, "I love you too, my little killer~."

(If you don't get the scenario, read the book from tearsofahuman called A 'ROYAL' ROMANCE, and then you'll understand it!)