The Devil JOVE's
78. Not About Cruel, But...

“S-sakiittt! To-help me ….

There was a low moaning sound from the mouth of a man whose head was hanging upside down. Donning. There were a lot of needles stuck in his powerless body. And one drop after another of blood just kept flowing into the bucket that was right under his head. What are you guys thinking? Please comment.

“J-Jove, da-meat i-this why so hard. I-I can't cut it,” asked Casandra stammered. Since sitting here he kept his head down. Too scared to see the horrible thing hanging right next to the table. Imagine. A man was hanging upside down by letting hundreds of needles suck blood on his body. Casandra really didn't understand why Jove and Franklin had the courage to do such a thing. Don't they feel pity when they hear his moans? All over Casandra's body even to the point of shaking so violently that he could not bear. But what power. Jove had already warned him not to focus on anything other than their dinner. But because of Casandra's fear to not be able to cut his meat. How to cut meat if the knife and fork he was holding kept moving because his hand could not stop shaking. Can you imagine for yourself not how scared she was?

Jove smiled slightly as she played the wine that was inside the glass. There's a little progress. At least Casandra did not immediately faint to see the torture that was being lived by this traitor. But there is still a sense of discontent in Jove because Casandra did not go to enjoy the dinner he had provided. His own was finished from earlier. That's funny, isn't it?

“Not the hard meat, Cassey. But you who dare not face the fact that I have no room and forgiveness for a traitor!” jove said as he walked closer to Casandra. He leaned over, whispering softly beside his ear. “What he experienced was the fruit of what he did. This traitor presumptuously divulged the secret I was trying to keep. If you were in my position, could it be that you would just keep quiet about letting this happen? No, Casandra. Because of his betrayal, everyone is now hunting for your blood. So I decided to outwit them using the blood coming from his body. Now you know why I act like this?”

“T-but Jove, isn't this too cruel?” sahut Casandra was increasingly short of breath hearing the way Jove gave the punishment. Really eye in eye. Hiii.

“Cruise you said?” Jove sighed. On the trunk of Casandra's earlobe that feels very cold like ice. “Casandra dear, in my world who is the cruelest she will rule the world. You may not know that there are atrocities that are far more terrible as a result of his unwillingness to spread secrets about you. Every drop of blood that flows out of your body, it will lead you to a very horrible life. You will suffer in every breath to a time limit you can never expect. If you don't believe me, try running away from me. Then enjoy suffering in every second of your regret!”

After saying that Jove helped lift Casandra's face. And he immediately kissed the periphery of his head when he heard the sound of hissing and the fruit of rejection.

“Sstttt, don't be afraid. The one before you right now is someone who has put your life in grave danger. Don'tbeafraid. Okay?”

“Don't make me do it, Jove. I can't bear to,” great-grandson Casandra while closing her eyes tightly. And unconsciously her tears were dripping out. He even almost wet the bed so afraid he saw the poor traitor.

“I'll keep forcing you until you get used to seeing things like this, baby. Know that I am cruel to only certain people. So learn to accept my dark side before we become one,” whispered Jove patiently helping Casandra fight her fears. Shortly after, a word sounded that made Jove clench her teeth in anger.

“T-Master J-Jove, s-I khilaf. I-I accidentally leaked the secret of No-Nona Casandra pa-on them. Me, I ….

Jleeebb

“Damn you yes. Putting my life on those bastards you call khilaf? Huh, hard to believe. Even mafia boys like you can still lick their tongues like in the movies. Now I'm sorry that I felt unbearable to you. You demon ya!” amuk Casandra's fiery. Not accepting the safety of his life toyed with, Casandra angrily pulled the knife and stuck it again in the stomach. And Casandra's actions made blood splatter about her face. But it did not scare him, but fainted instantly.

“Hahahahaha!”

Jove laughed out loud seeing Casandra lying unconscious in the chair she was sitting in. Really, this incident is adorable. It could be that Casandra fainted after venting her frustration at this traitor. Jove thinks she'll still see the fun. Who would have guessed that his jaguar would faint right at the attack of the two. Gosh darn.

“Hahahaha, Franklin. Did you see what happened just now? How do I describe the funny behavior of this fierce jaguar? Should I consider it progress?” jove asked as she continued to laugh until her head looked back. The funniest thing he's ever seen in his entire life.

“It's been much better than we imagined before, sir. Although it cannot be considered perfect, at least Miss Casandra has dared to show anger at people who have played her life. I salute enough to see his attitude earlier,” replied Franklin who was also not strong to not laugh. But still within the limits that did not offend his boss.

“Hahaha, you're right. Should I give him a gift?”

“I think it's enough to be a substitute for a soul tranquilizer, Mr.”

The laughter on Jove and Franklin's lips instantly dimmed as the traitor returned to speak. Not wanting her voice to disturb Casandra, Jove quickly raised Casandra's limp body and then hugged her. After that Jove pulled up a chair and sat a little away from there. The real punishment will begin soon.

“That bastard's skin right now, Frank. I'm tired of hearing his voice!” jove commands while kissing Casandra's fingers. His eyes then closed, feeling how crazy he was made by this jaguar charm. “How could I let you be an immortal if you were this weak, Cassey. But just calm down. You got me. You have someone who will protect you until the end of life. I am the one who will make you live death like a normal human being. And about the curse in the Lin family, I am the one who will be the chain of bleachers. I’m promise,” ….

Once ordered by his boss, Franklin took off his shirt and took out a knife that had been sharpened very sharply. After that he asked his men to slightly lower the rope ties that wrapped around the traitor's body before finally the sharp blade began to dance beautifully over his helpless body. Although it does not happen in the real world, but you can also imagine how fishy the aroma in the room is? A man who still breathes deliberately on his skin alive without removing the needle attached to his body. Suffered once. Even if there was a chance, this traitor would ask to be be beheaded immediately. However, dealing with a Jove Lorenzo will not come to an easy end. Especially because he had touched the highest throne in his life. Surely dying easily was an impossible thing to happen. So guys, is anyone interested in becoming a traitor?

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