CHAPTER 10
“Get in the barrel, Mikka.” Patrice ordered for the second time.
Mikka spat out the blood in his mouth from when he had bitten his tongue as Yasar had sent those electric shocks through his body for what seemed like the hundredth time.
Patrice walked up to Mikka as he hung in the air, caressing his cheek, “All you have to do is convince Julian to sign those papers and all of this stops… orrrr… agree to take over the cackle and rule by my side.”
Yasar gasped, “But you said…”
“Silence, you idiot.” Patrice shouted, then turned back to Mikka asking, “So what shall it be, Mikka? Choose.”
Jerking his face away from the evil b***h’s touch, Mikka snapped, “f**k you, b***h! You will never get this cackle. Never! I don’t give a f**k what you do to me. Kill me if you want, but you wi
