I sliced the tip of his finger off with a speed faster than lightning, along with the fingernail in one smooth move. The cut was messy, because it was a saw, and that's exactly what I wanted. The messier, the more painful. The severed finger popped down to the floor, jumping around before it finally stayed still. Blood spurted from the remaining part, and the man gasped in terror when he realized what just happened.
Then the pain hit him.
He opened his mouth and let out a roar of pain so loud, that it almost deafened me. I made a "tsk" sound at the inconvenience. Why did he have to be so fucking loud? He was struggling against his constraints, trying to escape me while yelling words like "demon" and "devil" at me. Blood pooled over the metal tray his hands were trapped on, spilling to the floor.
I raised the saw again, and was going for that same finger, to chop off another slice when the door suddenly opened. I heard a crack of a gun as the guard turned to the door with the speed of light, ready to blast off whoever had the nerve to barge into my torture room without knocking.
Well, I knew who it was.
Without even looking back.
"Step out of all that fucking blood, you demon from hell. It's almost time." A bored voice called from the door. I smirked in my face mask. That fucker. My victim's screams had reduced to whimpers, grateful as fuck that I had been interrupted. I moved away from him and turned around to face my best friend, the saw in my bloodied fist, with blood dripping from it down to the floor.
Mikel stood by the door, looking at me with a disgusted expression on his face, without even bothering to look at the guard about to blow his head off with a gun. She was under orders to see anyone, apart from me who came into the torture room as a threat. I should have told her about Mikel. She was newly stationed to guard the torture room, so she didn't know him.
"Put it down." I said to her and she immediately withdrew her weapon. Then I arched an eyebrow at Mikel. "Why the fuck are you here?"
"I know you're a demon already, but aren't you affected by the awful smell of blood in here, man?" He complained, ignoring my question and looking at the victim behind me. "Just fucking kill him if he won't talk, you damn sadist… you don't have to cut off his body parts."
Dropping the saw on another metal table, I chuckled. "I don't fucking expect you to understand the art of torture, you dumb shit." I pointed a bloody finger at my face. "And I'm wearing a mask."
Mikel raised his hands like he wasn't going to argue with me. He had always asked me why I preferred to do the torture myself, when I had many people who could do it for me. I didn't give him an answer, because if I honestly told him I enjoyed making people bleed, he would run for the hills and never look back.
The guard came over with a tray, as I yanked off the gloves, dropping it there. Mikel spoke up again, "Your personal assistant is going crazy looking all over for you, fucker. I knew you would be down here. Sadist. Let's fucking go get ready for the big day." The he slid out of the door.
I followed him out of the room, sliding off the blood splattered boots outside and stepping into the casual shoes an employee had placed in front of me. I was always meticulous. Not even a drop of blood had gotten on my clothes. But as a precaution, I always wore black when going in there. Yanking off my face mask and tossing it to a guard, I caught up with Mikel.
He was grinning. "So, the Vega girl is going to be your new co-CEO. What do you think she's like? She's actually beautiful… but like the type of beautiful that makes you feel threatened."
I scoffed. "That inexperienced brat? She's just a fucking heir who would be controlled by her parents when she becomes CEO." I was still seething that the board of leaders of the Reyes Empire had agreed to have a new merge with Vega Oil Conglomerate. "I have been the CEO of Reyes Empire for five fucking years, and made fucking billions, so fucking close to trillions, and they suddenly think that alliance will make us more money? We are the richest in the fucking world. What could a worthless alliance do?"
Mikel chuckled. "Woah, you're still pissed off? Come on, I know you know the benefits of this new merging. The Vega have powerful connections with the Arabs, fucking good business. Imagine what that could mean for us. I'm just a tech expert, but I will be hitting my billions from this alliance. And it's not like she's taking your position. She'll be the Vega CEO and you are already the Reyes CEO. You'll just have to get along."
"Get along?" I growled. "You don't fucking know what she's like. You think I'm a demon? She's fucking Lucifer."
Mikel paused, staring at me. "Wait. You know her?"
I let out a humorless chuckle. "Alexandra Vega? We fucking grew up together."