Murderville 2: The Epidemic by Ashley, JaQuavis Read Free Book Online

pulled up and stopped he merely whispered, “I’m sorry.” He dropped his head while unlocking the door. Immediately Samad’s goons opened the door and dragged her out while she kicked and screamed for dear life. Samad stood and watched with a smirk on his face. The goons held Liberty up and stood her right in front of him. His eyes assaulted her body as he stared her up and down. Liberty lowered her head in submission.
    “Welcome home,” he said calmly as he took a puff of his cigar and walked toward Po’s car. The goons dragged Liberty inside the mansion, and Po watched as she faded into the house, pleading for her life.
    “I see you are a smart businessman and took me up on my offer,” Samad said smoothly as he stood in front of the driver-side door.
    “Where’s my money?” Po asked as he cut straight to the chase.
    Samad put two fingers in his mouth and whistled. Seconds later, a man came out of the house with a duffle bag in his hand. He walked over to Po’s backseat and opened the door. He tossed the bag in and immediately headed back to the house.
    “It’s all there, plus a bonus. One hundred grand to be exact,” Samad said smugly. Po reached back and unzipped the bag and began to flip through the bills. He saw nothing but rubber-banded Franklin faces and was instantly relieved.
    “Good business. I’m gone. But can I ask you one thing,” Po said as he put his car in reverse.
    “What’s that?” Samad asked just before he puffed his cigar.
    “What are you going to do with her?”
    “Do you want to know the truth?” Samad asked as he stepped closer to the car.
    Po nodded, not really sure if he wanted to hear what Samad was going to say.
    Samad closed his eyes and slightly grinned as if he was envisioning his sweetest memory. He took his time before he spoke, wanting to be as accurate and as vivid as humanly possible.
    “First, I’m going to torture her for hours . . . slowly. I want her to feel death without experiencing it. It will be so beautiful. So painful. Then, once she has learned her lesson, I am going to make her my wife,” he said. His words were so passionate that you would have thought he was describing an immaculate painting. Samad’s obsession with Libertywas evident. Po could tell that he had been waiting for years to exact revenge on her.
    Po didn’t know what to say after that. He immediately saw in Samad’s eyes that he was a monster. Samad was practically drooling over the opportunity to punish Liberty. Po’s stomach turned as he noticed the slight erection that showed through Samad’s slacks. He was a man of power with a sick obsession for women. The glint of insanity in his eyes revealed his demonic intentions for Liberty. He would have no mercy on her, and Po was horrified that he had contributed to such madness. Vomit warmed the back of his throat as he thought of Liberty, but it was too late to change his mind. What was done was done. Po shook his head, disgusted, and then rolled up his window. He turned his car around and pulled away with a heavy heart. As he sped down the driveway, passing the guards at the gate, he hit his steering wheel in frustration, nearly hit the landscaping crew that was coming in as he zoomed by.
    Po didn’t want to give Liberty up, but it was a done deal. He had to do what he had to do.
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    Liberty lay naked on the bed with each of her limbs bound to a bedpost. A tightly tied handkerchief muffled her mouth while her eyes darted around the bedroom. Samad had purposely left Liberty tied up for hours to torture her more. It was the waiting that drove her insane. She felt as though she were sitting on death row. The actual time spent anticipating the horrific event that was fated to occur was just as painful as the punishment itself. Samad understood this,and it gave him extreme satisfaction. He was inside of her psyche, and her mental anguish gave him great pleasure.
    Liberty’s eyes shot to the door when she heard someone