The Game Turns

Chapter 81: The Game Turns

Gabriel's wrists burned as he pulled against the ropes, his heart pounding against his ribs. 

Every fiber of his being burned with rage as he glared at Adrian, who was casually twirling the knife between his fingers, leaning back against the wall as if he had all the time in the world.

"You think this is a game?" Gabriel's voice was like a hush, sounding dangerous on purpose.

 "You let her go, or I swear to God, I'll kill your father."

Adrian's smirk only deepened.

 "Richard?" He laughed softly, shaking his head. 

"You think I care what happens to that bastard? Be my guest. Do whatever you want to him."

Gabriel's fists clenched tighter against the ropes. 

"I mean it, Adrian. You know I can torture him. I'll make him suffer."

Adrian stepped closer, lowering his voice to a cold whisper. 

"Good. Maybe he'll finally know what it's like to feel pain. But let me tell you something, Gabriel."