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\u201cWell,\u201d she rasps, \u201cthat was quite unnecessary.\u201d The drug is fading, but it will still dull her for a while. This will not do it. I need her wide awake. I need to see the panic on her face, not a pair of glossy eyes that can barely discern reality. \u201cControl,\u201d I say, flicking the ash from my cigarette, letting the time slowly pass by. \u201cThat\u2019s what you still had. Now, I\u2019ve removed it.\u201d<\/p>\n

After I make sure she can stand on her own two feet, we head inside, walking in silence down the narrow corridor. This time, however, I don\u2019t stop in the main building. She deserves more\u2014an entire spectacle. At the end of the hallway, we turn into a secondary hall\u2014an annex most clients don\u2019t even know exists. There are no windows here, no red lights or themed decor, just a brushed steel door and what looks like an abandoned basement.<\/p>\n

The room is decadent in the most grotesque way: concrete walls with discolored patches where blood had been cleaned up with bleach one too many times, a grated drain in the center of the floor, and a stale smell from the lack of ventilation. Chains as thick as my wrist wrists hang from ceiling mounts, swaying slightly in a phantom breeze, creating a demonic chant, and the hooks are at shoulder height, promising dislocated joints.<\/p>\n

And of course, the mirrors. Bolted glass, meant to reflect every angle, every desperate flinch of their last minute alive until the subject can only beg to be killed. In the corner of the room, an industrial chair, its leather straps dark from the endless splashes of blood that have coated them. The table beside it is already laid out: ropes, slip-joint pliers, alligator clips. Scalpels. Gags. Blindfolds. Chains. Everything I may need, ready to destroy Victoria\u2019s existence. And set apart from the tools, one pair of chemical-resistant gloves.<\/p>\n

The camera is already recording in the corner. After we enter, she takes a minute to walk around it and inspect every item. There is some sort of morbid curiosity in the way she is touching the torture instruments.<\/p>\n

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Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. While the manuscript references real geographical locations (cities and countries), they are used solely to provide a setting for this work of fiction. Cover design and formatting by Charly Jade @ Designs by Charlyy Editing by Jenny Sims Proofreading by Andrea at The Fictional Fix 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 ISBN: 979-8-89170-766-5 OceanofPDF.com CONTENTS Trigger Warning & Kink List Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Acknowledgments Author\u2019s Note HELL\u2019S FLAMES SERIES BOOK TWO OceanofPDF.com TRIGGER WARNING & KINK LIST Dubious consent (dubcon) Breath play, fear play, blood play, and knife play BDSM Voyeurism Exhibitionism Orgasm denial Stalking, hidden surveillance, and home invasion Villain worship Torture (both psychological and physical) Graphic murder and assassination Death threats Prostitution Abuse (verbal \/ physical \/ sexual) Infertility (by choice\u2014mention of) Mental health deterioration Suicide Alcohol dependency Drug \/ substance use (mention of) Academic ethics violated in several creative ways Government experimentation \/ human rights violations And mostly, HE.<\/p>\n

IS. NOT. A. GOOD. PERSON. He will, for sure, without a doubt, constantly, do things that will make you hate him. OceanofPDF.com To all the good girls who want to be worshiped like saints, and fucked like sinners. Same, babe. Same. OceanofPDF.com I CHAPTER 1 VICTORIA should start killing more people. Or at least one with functional neurons. The fucker I\u2019m sitting next to is so brainless, it takes the thrill out of it. I mean, he should have some, considering he\u2019s responsible for stealing billions from multiple companies in Europe.<\/p>\n

But somehow, he still doesn\u2019t notice I\u2019ve been holding a gun to his ribs for fifteen minutes, ever since I joined him for a drink at the bar. Well, he probably thinks he \u201cseduced me\u201d, like I\u2019m not the one who orchestrated his presence. God, killing people as stupid as he is doesn\u2019t help my current state. The lounge buzzes around us, laughter forced through liquor, making it almost impossible to focus on one discussion. A bachelor party group hovers over their drinks, discussing which club in the area has the most potential whores.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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