Loyalty tested. Pain enforced.

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Alexander’s POV

The brothers sat silently, bound to the cold metal chairs, their quiet defiance hanging thick in the stale air. I glanced at Pablo, narrowing my eyes.

"Did you tie them down properly?" I asked.

Pablo swore under his breath, fumbling over as he hurried to their side. "Fuck! No, I didn't," he admitted, scrambling to knot the ropes tighter. It was almost laughable, how could men working for me forget the basics?

Mitch scoffed from his seat.

"Just what I needed, more incompetence in my team." The disdain clear in my voice.

I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck, the weight of...