Gabriel’s POV

Patricia took my blood, and it was now flowing into Aria’s body.

I stared at the blood bag without blinking.

I wanted to kill him.

I will kill him.

He wasn’t aware of what’s coming. It will be brutal. I will rip him apart piece by piece. He will beg for mercy. I will laugh in his face. He will scream in pain, and I will enjoy it. It will be music to my ears. It will be the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.

“We should clean her up before I continue,” Patricia’s voice interrupted my thoughts.

The blood bag was now empty, and Patricia gently...