I gave a warning at the beginning of the book for gruesome torture, but since this is wattpad and there are rules and blah blah blah I will give it again. There is torture and death in this chapter, so if this makes you uncomfortable then please skip. But also know that this is a more mature book and we are just getting started so if this makes you uncomfortable then I don't know what to say. But Please enjoy if you are gonna read this. Oh and happy late Halloween you little spookers
-xoxo AbigalKnightly

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Serina POV

Diablo didn't even look like himself, every feature of his body was...changed. His face was almost unrecognizable, scars and bloody stains littered his body. His head hung as he sat tied to the chair; unconscious. "Jesus Christ." I said as I looked at him, jumping slightly.

there was a metal tray next to him, all sorts of tools and weapons were on it—like they were waiting to be used. My mind flashed back to my kidnapping, how I was tied up, how I was beaten. How I was cut. How I was scarred.

I took a step back, only to bump into a chest. Lorenzo's hands quickly gripping onto my forearms as I stood with my spine pressed against his front. "what's wrong Serina, does a little blood frighten you?" He said as he mocked me, and my fears of doctors and their tools.

"How about you go fuck yourself." I whispered as I tried to back off him, but he just pulled me closer. His skin touching mine like he didn't know the goosebumps it caused.

"I could fuck my hand Serina; but I'm sure your pussy would feel so much better." He growled down into my ear. His hand sliding down my front slightly, my breath catching in my throat.

"Should I turn away?" A dry voice cracked, it was low and damaged. And I jumped as he spoke.

Lorenzo stood up firm and looked down at me,
"Go wait outside Serina." He growled, his eyes heating up. The blue and black specs in his eyes lighting up like hellfire.

"No." I said as I pushed him off me.

"Outside. You are not ready for this." He growled again only this time his words sounded more like a command. Like he was commanding me to do something.

I am not the type to be commanded.

His words made me open my mouth, not ready? Not ready? I crossed my arms in front of my chest as I stood to face him. "I watched you murder my brother. I was kept in your dungeon and beaten. I was kidnapped and tortured and almost sold off to old rapists. I watched you shoot Rosario after he kissed me. And this fucker—" I said as I pointed to Diablo. "—tried to kill me, so tell me that I'm not ready again—let's see what happens."

"I get why you like her." Diablos voice spoke as he lifted his head. "She's feisty."

Lorenzo again looked down at me, this time though his eyes had turned into the hellfire. Like they weren't even eyes, cause the beauty of his eyes was the darkness he uses to cascade the small specs of light. But his eyes now, they swirled with bad intentions and that same look they gave off when we first met.

Lorenzo didn't speak, like he knew there were no words to be said. So he simply pushed passed me, like I wasn't even there and walked to Diablo.

Waisting no time he grabbed two curved knifes, twiddling them in his fingers as he walked behind the back of Diablos chair. His eyes on me as he quickly pushed one of the knifes into the dead man's shoulder with one single stroke.

Diablo screamed like the demon he was named after, and I was now pressed against the wall almost subconsciously trying to find a way out of this god forsaken room.

"Is this what you wanted Serina?" Lorenzo smiled, his white teeth grinding as he plunged the second dagger deep in Diablos other shoulder—almost like he was furthermore pinning him to the chair.

"Lorenzo-" I tried to say, but it was like it wasn't even him. I saw what he really was now, he was what was wrong with the world. The evil, the sin—but yet...a part of me didn't want to leave. A sick and twisted part of me.

Oh god I must be really sick

Before I could say anything else he walked to the tray again, grabbing a hammer. He quickly swung it and I heard the sound of a bone cracking. "Does this makes you hate me sparrow?" He smiled as he hit Diablos hand with the hammer again.

His screams echoing until he went silent, passed out from the pain.

I hadn't even realized I has pressed myself into the corner of the room until he said that, my arms wrapped around each other. But truthfully I didn't know what I felt in this moment.

But what I did know was that I didn't want to walk away. So I did the one thing that was insane, I took a step forward. His eyes casting me like they were expecting me to scream and cry and run.

But the thing about running away, is that you will never win the race. "A-are you going to kill him." I said as I took another step forward, and my voice shook slightly but I kept my face still.

He didn't even look at me, he just kept his eyes on Diablo.

"Lorenzo I said-" I tried to repeat, only for him to speak up finally. "I kill people every day Sparrow." He said as he shot his eyes to me.

"I make them bleed and carve them like fruit. I burn them and listen to their screams." He murmured as he dropped the hammer on the table loudly, the metal tools clanking. "While you sit sleeping in my bed I'm shanking whores and burning building." He growled as he looked at me up and down. His hands stained with blood.

"Lorenzo why are you telling me this?" I said as I tried to study his eyes for an answer.

"You are the one who wanted to see what I am." He laughed "Serina I'm a killer, a murderer and a king." He smiled as he grabbed Diablo and did the thing he does best, swings his fists; hitting him repeatedly as I watched his knuckles rip and grow red.

My body shook and I closed my eyes, my hand wavering as my feet moved me towards him.
I felt like I was walking too close to something dangerous, or that I was sticking my hand too close to a flame.

My feet walked before I could think, my hand reaching out as I place my hand on Lorenzo's cold back his body stiffening as he faced away from me. Though He turned quickly, with blood splattered on his hands and his face.  My hand pulling away slowly, his eyes watching it. "You like to be feared. You like when people look at you and run. You want everyone to believe that you are this cold monster." I whispered

His voice laughed slightly as he grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled me closer to him. "I am a cold monster Serina, and you know it too." He said as he wiped blood down my arm. My eyes watching him dangerously.

"I want to be scared of you." I said with a thick voice now. The smell of fresh metallic blood burning my nostrils.

"You should be scared."

I shook my head as I looked at my feet. "Yeah I know I should be. But for some fucked up, sociopathic reason I am not. You have given me every opportunity to hate you." I growled "but I don't want to." I said.

"You don't want to?" He laughed

"No. I don't want to hate you, I want to know you."

He eyed me as he pulled his gun out of his jacket and held it out to me again. "Shoot him then." He said as he looked at me in the eyes. My eyes going wide slightly.

Shoot him then.

"You want to know what it's like to get close to me, I'll break you, corrupt you. Serina I will-" he growled like In a way he was trying to get me to take the sane way out. Like he wanted me to make a choice, but knew the answer he wanted me to make.

So I grabbed the gun before he could finish, and aimed it up. Maybe he was right, maybe he was breaking me, maybe he was corrupting me.
Maybe I am fucking crazier then I thought.
But I don't care.

Feeling a sort of adrenaline fill my body as the revolver shot out it's death and the traitor shrunk down in the chair.

Smoke rising from the gun Lorenzo looks at me, his eyes black and vacant. Bringing the gun down, my chest heaving and my body rigid with the thought. I killed a man, I killed a man and I don't feel bad. Maybe I'm a monster too. After all it's easy to call another a monster without realizing that you've become one yourself.

"You can tell me every terrible thing you have done and will do; but watch me stay anyways."

"You will always be hunted." He said "if you are with me now you will never get to leave."

"well it's not like I have much of a life to get back to anyways."I smiled as he grabbed the gun and looked at it. His hand bringing it out and titling my chin up with it.

"Oh sparrow, I'm going to destroy you." His words were in a husky whisper that echoed around the bloodied prison walls. It echoed a voice that I couldn't understand, words that were better off muffled and a warning that I couldn't quite hear.

"Or maybe I'll destroy you." I said right back, unaware of the deal I had just made with the devil.

"You are mine to keep little bird." He smirked, his eyes burning with desire.
His words shook through my body. They made my legs weak and my stomach turn.

I have decided that I don't care about the consequences that come with being with him. I have decided that I can't stop myself from wanting him. It's insane because I know I should be able to resist him. And I could try, I could try the rest of my life—but I don't want to.

I let a smile spread on my lips as I took simple steps to the door, Diablos body coming into view I shake my head and looked away.

he followed suit, though he kept his eyes on me every step I took.
I opened the door and we walked down the hall. "Serina." He said as we reached the bottom of the stairs that lead up.

"Lorenzo." I said as I faced him. My hands pressing onto his suits jacket to steady myself.

He licked his lips slightly, and bent down to talk to me. His words making my cheeks burn.
"How many people have you fucked." He asked as he walked me so the back of my ankles were pressed against the foot of the stairs.

I opened my mouth and then closed it again, swallowing my answer back down to the depths. Not that I really had one, there was too many for me to count.

What, your girl gets around.

He smiled when I didn't answer, his hand smoothing down my jaw. "Or better yet...how many men have actually managed to make your eyes roll back into your skull?"

"None." I said. Sex with those men before was fast, desperate and simply sex. It wasn't full of emotion, it was just a person using another for a release. "But I'm sure you are cocky and think you could." I said as I place a hand on his chest and pushed him back slightly as I quickly turned and rushed up the creakily stairs.

I felt his eyes on me, and heard the sound of the stairs creaking behind me. "All you have to do is beg me to fuck you, and I'll give you everything you need Sparrow." I heard him say as he finally walked up behind me as we reached the top of the stairs. He reached ahead of me and turned the lock—opening the door and guiding me forward.

"I don't beg, and I will never beg you to fuck me." I said with a smile.

"Follow me Serina." He said as he started down the hall making sure to wait for me to follow. And I did, I followed him as he lead me back down another of this places billion hallways. He lead me to a door, and he pushed them open walking through I followed as he flicked on the lights.

"Your office?" I asked as he walked and closed the door. "Oh and how many bimbos have you fucked in here?" I said as I turned to face him.

The walls of the office were red, the furniture a midnight back. The table a strong oak. The room itself leaked power, almost as much power as Lorenzo did.

"No one, I don't bring whores to my office or my bed." He said as he stepped so he was facing me, flushed against my front.

"Liar, what about the woman from the penthouse?" I said slyly as I crossed my arms.

"That woman was different. You teased me in the elevator Serina, you made me want to screw your brains out and bend your ass over, and after you left not even my hand could get the job done."

I took a breath. A shaky breath. Sex would be so easy, if I just grabbed him and let him destroy me—let his tongue glide wherever it pleases, let his hands spread my legs as he fucked me relentlessly. I knew that if we did fuck it would not be gentle, it would be the type of sex that would send me straight to hell.

"You have seen more of me then any other person alive. Nothing scares me Serina, nothing except you."

I scare the man who scares millions. What a funny thought.

I didn't say a word though and neither did he, he just grabbed me quickly and took my lips to his. This kiss was ground breaking, full of a desperation we both knew we wanted to satisfy but also knew that if we did it would change everything.

His lips were harsh against mine, and I showed him the same. I have wanted for a man's touch before, but what I want from Lorenzo was so much more then that.

And that truly scared me.