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As much as I wanted to execute everyone on the spot, maybe beat some to death with my fists, the only person who had the right to end them or command their end was Juliet.

Thankfully, Juliet was where I left her, safe and sound in my car. Although I was in a serious, killer mood, I couldn't help but let that exterior crack away at the sight of Juliet pressing her face against the window to purposedly smoosh her face. "Principessa, you're my wife, not my dog." I joked with a soft laugh after opening the door to her grinning face.

"But it made you smile." She retorted with a smug snicker before getting out of the car with my help.

Holding my hand tightly, she smiled nervously at the building for a second before letting me lead her in. "I really can't believe it's going to disappear after all this time." Her hands trembled in mine as we walked deeper into the place, only stopping once we were a few feet from the group of bound people.

"Doesn't feel good to be on the other end, does it?" Juliet spat spitefully at Caroline after approaching her with me right behind her. Her body lurched forward in the next second, and a hand shot out across Carol's face, leaving some lovely bloody slashes on the screaming woman's face. "At least you have the mercy of knowing how it ends for you."

"You little bitch!" That spat from Caroline earned her another slap from Juliet, which added a nice new set of nail marks across her face.

"Break their knees so they don't escape and gas the place," Juliet commanded everyone with her chest proud and head high. "I don't care if you kick them in or shoot them out. Just make sure it is done."

Slowly, Juliet backed away with me to watch our men carry out her orders from a safe-ish distance. Tucking herself into me, she leaned into me for support as she watched the scene unfold with a twisted, satisfied smile. "You know, I really thought the screams would get to me eventually, but I don't think I'll ever get enough of them." She commented with a soft sigh and giggle.

Drowning the pained screams and pleas out, I leaned down, kissed Juliet's cheek, and whispered into her ear. "My, my, what a twisted little thing my wife has become." This behavior shouldn't be encouraged normally, but we weren't anywhere near normal.

A quick minute or two passed, and the screams died down to pained whimpers and sobs once our men were done carrying out her orders. It didn't take long for the smell of gasoline to fill our nostrils and the sounds of sloshing in plastic canisters to our ears.

"If I was more fucked up, I'd find a way for you to be assaulted like I was before killing you slowly, but I'm not a total monster. So, count yourself lucky." Juliet feigned an apologetic sigh before slipping her hands into my pants pocket and fishing out the lighter. "You are going to be nothing but ashes along with this place, and once it's all gone to the ground, I'm going to build my business on top of it. I will be stepping and dancing all over your grave every single day while I rid the world of shitty people like you."

"Everyone, do one last sweep of the building to make sure it's clear, then clear the building yourself," I ordered everyone, looking around the room to ensure it was received and noted.

Countless footfalls filled the tense air as everyone swept the place one final time from the basement up to the rooftops. Then, a heavy, suffocating silence compressed the air once the place was cleared beside Juliet and me, along with the group of rats, to be executed.

"Y-you can't be serious. Please, be reasonable." Caroline begged with a nervous smile. "Please, I treated you well when you were here. Kept you fed, gave you a place to sleep."

The soft click of the lighter flipping open and the ignitor being pressed on silenced the older woman instantly. "And this is me being reasonable in return." Juliet retorted with an empty smile. "I'm not giving you the most horrible death I can think of. You get to rest for all of eternity after this. It might not be in peace, but that's a problem for you and the devil to discuss."

Tilting her head, she gave out a rather unhinged laugh. "Oh, wait, that conversation and judgment has already passed." Setting the lighter off, Juliet waved it in front of her face with a look of obsession and satisfaction. "Guess there are perks to being married to him. So, you're out of luck everywhere it seems."

The lighter clicked with each flick of Juliet's finger. "Hope you burn in Hell as much as you will here."

WHOOSH!

Chapter 47

Juliet

"Sweetheart, stop before I take you to the locker room and fuck you senseless."

Too bad his little warning or threat or whatever it'd be classified as didn't have the intended effect. If anything, it made my arousal worse, which in turn made me grind my hips against him more. "Don't threaten me with a good time, babe." I teased with a snicker. "But I can't help it, just… Fuck I feel so giddy and high."

Between setting the brothel ablaze and watching it burn to the ground with all those people in it, watching the underground fights, and knowing Luciano would be up soon to finish punishing those who wronged me, I really couldn't help but feel as high as a fucking kite. Lustful excitement drowned my whole body and mind now, and I didn't want to bother relieving any of it.

Being bad felt so good.

Unfortunately, I knew once the high died down, the guilt would set in, so I didn't want to let myself down from my little rush. I doubt the guilt would be that bad because I really wanted that place gone and those people dead, but I didn't want to risk that right now. I wanted to enjoy what I had going on and ride it until it was nothing but fumes.

"At this rate, we won't be getting any sleep tonight when we get home," Luciano remarked with a soft chuckle into my ear, making me giggle and squirm from the ticklish sensation.

Playfully pouting, I poked my finger into his cheek, shoving his head away slightly. "Don't make it sound like it's a bad thing." I joked with a laugh. "I mean, what better way to celebrate our official marriage than the first fuck as husband and wife, officially that is."

Yep, it was official as of today. Luciano and I were legally married in the eyes of the law.

"If I was ready, then I might even suggest starting to make little mini yous and mes tonight, but I am nowhere close to being ready to be a mom." Legally, I was an adult, but I sure as hell didn't feel like one.

I might have been forced to grow up fast these past months, but I was not mature enough to handle more. I still had much to learn and experience before I'd be remotely ready to procreate with Luciano. For a fact, I know I wanted kids with Luciano, and I also knew it to be in the future. I needed to be grown up for my children, not grow up with them.

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