Atrophy | A Dark Mafia Bully Romance

Chapter Twelve

"Are you coming?"

"I want the kill. Anything other than that is yours."

Mason went back to his wife as Emerson turned to leave.

Crimson Winsley was dying tonight.

They had stopped the ambulance that was holding him.

The news would report that there was an accident and that Crimson Winsley had perished in the crash.

The truth was that he would be murdered and tortured by Emerson's family because they weren't to be messed with.

***

"P-please enough —" Crimson moaned out in pain as he cried out as one of the men hacked him to pieces with a small knife.

They had done everything that could possibly be done to make Crimson feel more pain than he could have ever imagined.

"This isn't close to enough Crimson." Emerson laughed darkly and stepped on Crimson's face over and over with a sadistic look in his eye.

The betrayal was too deep. The disgust he felt towards this man. Nothing would be enough.

He was going to stretch this out for days. Little by little, Crimson would bleed out and beg for death once they were done with him.

"Looks like the party started without me." Mason entered with four men behind him.

All the men in the room who were already in the room with Emerson stood to attention and looked down as a sign of respect. One of them had a chainsaw in his hands and Emerson laughed knowing this would be fun.

Emerson got up from the chair he was seated in and went to his father.

"The motherfucker doesn't even know who he was messing with."

"We'll have to teach him then, won't we?" Mason snarled as his eyes snapped to Crimson's whimpering body that was crumpled up in pain.

Crimson knew he was going to die as he looked up at Emerson and Mason's towering figures above him.

As Mason picked up the chainsaw, Crimson wished death would take him before these two men did.

***

Vanessa sat in the corner of her room with wet eyes as she looked down at her phone.

Rapist Crimson Winsley killed in car crash.

That word resonated in her mind as she shivered. Rapist. He was a rapist.

It had been ten days since the incident. She had nothing anymore. Nobody wanted to even look at her. She didn't want to look at herself.

She had become the daughter of a rapist and somehow everyone though she knew.

She couldn't understand and she didn't want to.

She just needed to talk to Emerson. He had to listen to her. She hadn't done this.

A lawyer had come by the house earlier to read Crimson's will but she didn't care. Her father had ruined her life.

Aurora would be coming back in a week.

She called Emerson's phone again. It never went through. She knew he had blocked her but she never stopped trying.

There was a loud knock on the front door as the bell rang.

She gulped and stayed quiet. There had been people throwing rocks and shouting at the house ever since the incident had come on the news.

The news never talked about Elena though. Only that Crimson had raped an underage girl. She knew it had to do with the undeniable influence that Mason had.