7 Family Meal 4 (1/2)

The Duchess, who was angry at this ignorant and clenched her fists, asked, ”Husband, what punishment do you think is appropriate for this bitch?

I think she was too far away. Our little angel was not to discover the things of life this way and especially I had hired a trainer from the capital who will arrive soon for pouicpouic the cat. What a shame when we will have to explain to this animal friend how he ends up cremating. In my humble opinion, it would be perfectly fitting that this bitch motivates the horses until death. This would be in relation to his defamation. ”

Consterned the Duke could only ignore his stupid wife.

”I had envisaged the usual death by hanging but it would be too sweet. The quartering does not please me either. The victim screams, is too tiring for the ears of the spectators. It's true, a killing must be entertaining and not unpleasant for those who attend, if not what is the interest? No, she has long made our daughter suffer on one, so the ideal remains torture for a long time until her heart gives way. In addition we are very well equipped for this little exercise. I'm very proud to say that I've just acquired a new batch of gadgets that would make the toughest villains cry. Let's do this it will be the best way to punish this impudent. ”

Aleen's head was lowered so that one could not discern his face.

It was easy to imagine that at the moment his expression must be that of a wounded little girl feeling ashamed of the words behind her back.

But in reality a nasty smile adorned his beautiful face.

His eyes still foggedsparkled with joy and could not wait to continue this entertaining play that would determine Helen's fate.

There is no doubt that if she were alone, her laugh would ring in the room, thinking how stupid her parents were.

At this moment she was holding herself back so as not to wet her chair so much his pleasure had reached its climax.

Of course the nice Helen would never have allowed to say a word about Ayleen and even less such atrocities.

No more than tearing his clothes or stealing gold coins.

In regards to the cat, Ayleen had he strangled her personally after this beast urinated on his four-poster bed.

That silly Helen was as sweet and faithful as a poodle and blindly obeyed her for fear of reprisals.

So faithful that if she asked her to walk on all fours in the street, this cretin would.

Ayleen delved into his thoughts.