16 Gently torture her to death

Brittany was quietly sitting in a small room. It had a nice and comfortable bed, a couple of chairs, and a television. It was one of the standards rooms available for Romano's bodyguards on the 18th floor.

Currently, she was tied tightly to a chair in the middle of the said room.

'I was immediately knocked out using some kind of drug after I entered that car. I was woken up an hour ago and asked to be prepared as their boss was coming. They didn't kill or even touch a defenceless woman like me. Maybe I can just survive this….'

The gate was gently pushed open.

Oliver entered the room with a small silver briefcase. He had a very relaxed smile on his face.

*click*

He firmly closed the door behind him.

"Brittany! It's been such a long time since I last saw you. How have you been doing these days?"

Although Brittany could see that Oliver was smiling gently but she couldn't help but feel cold inside. Something inside was shouting at her to get as far away from him as possible. It felt like something was crawling up her spine, ready to tear her neck apart.

"Ha..ai Oliver. Wh…What ddo you want to do?" By now she had gained some confidence back due to the "righteous" anger she felt for this whole situation. "Don't you know that it is illegal to just kidnap people?"

"Illegal….funny how you mention that. If my memory serves me correctly, you should have already gained the title of a serial killer as you have already killed two or three people by now, right? Seems like pretty illegal to me."

Brittany couldn't hide her surprise. "Ho- What are you even talking about?"

Oliver just gave a mirthless laugh.

"Brittany, I'm not the police. I don't need evidence to do things that I want, so please drop that act. You are only here because I have already decided to kill you."

The despair had finally clouded Brittany's eyes. But she still decided to try one more time.

"Why are you doing this? We even dated back in high school. You know, I really loved you Oliver, and…I still love you."

Oliver quietly walked near Brittany and tenderly wiped away her tears. He took her into a gentle hug and softly whispered, "That wasn't love Brittany, that was an obsession. I realized that very soon that is why we broke up...

If you had loved me then you wouldn't have murdered my girlfriends and my mother. And I really hate you for that. I was able to catch you because you hadn't escaped the crime scene by the time I came back with mom's favourite dumplings. I was so angry, distraught, and numb at that time that I could only watch helplessly as police arrested you. I thought that the court would give you a proper punishment.

But they didn't – they just have you 300 years of life imprisonment."

Oliver started chuckling softly. Then it got louder and louder, and louder...…and louder. It had quickly turned into the full-blown laughter of a demented beast.

"I could only quietly live with the knowledge that you were sitting pretty in a prison. But Now! Everything changes."

Oliver quickly and ruthlessly plucked out Brittany's right eyeball.

Brittany hadn't even properly rationalized Oliver's weird ranting before the pain of getting an eyeball plucked out hit her.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH…."

A horrible shriek rang throughout the whole floor.

Although individual rooms weren't sound-proofed due to security reasons, but the floor as a whole had been. So, no sound escaped the 18th floor.

Oliver crushed Brittany eyeball into tiny pieces. He continued in the gentle tone, "Cry more Brittany. It will be over soon. So, you need to cry as much as you can before it's too late."

"Yo….youu..you ar..e a monster!"

Oliver gave a happy smile at her words, "Thanks for the compliment. If you say more, you will make me blush. Well since you made me happy, I have something nice for you."

He quickly opened the silver briefcase he had brought with him. It was filled with latex gloves, various types of knives, nails, ropes, and a lot more.

"Oh, I completely forgot about the gloves! Sorry, Brittany! Wait a second. I will clean up my hand and then we can continue playing again."

Brittany didn't even acknowledge him, she just continued writhing helplessly on the chair.

Oliver was back soon. This time he followed proper procedure and put on the gloves first. He then took out a very sharp knife. Romano had informed him that this was the best knife for skinning.

"Good, you still haven't lost consciousness. You are surprisingly tough. And here I was even ready to spend some SVP to prolong your suffering."

Oliver firmly grasped her ring finger and started skinning her from just behind the nail.

During start there was a lot of intermittent screaming and begging…slowly they turned into sobbing…..after some more time, only Brittany's wheezing breath sounded through the small room. And even that disappeared soon after.

Oliver was enjoying her pain so much that he completely forgot about keeping her alive.

"Damn! I had so many plans too. I even wanted to see how a human with no bone intact looks. Sigh, what a shame!"