My Harem Will Help Me Get My Revenge-Chapter 46: [ - - 44.2] - Doing whatever you want, drags you into a mess

Chapter 46: [Chapter - 44.2] - Doing whatever you want, drags you into a mess

Chapter - 44.2

Lucius turned to him, eyes cold, "Leave her," his voice was laced with venom.

Rizwan gulped as Lucius took a step towards him. He yanked and pulled Iris closer, his hand around her neck as he tried to strangle, "Don’t move, stop right there or I will break this bitch’s neck."

Lucius stopped, "Leave her, and I will let you go."

"If you hurt her, believe me, you are gonna regret it," he spoke slowly, emphasizing every word.

"You— You think I am afraid of you, no, jerk, I will kill both of you," the man stammered.

"Saying this after hiding behind a girl," Lucius scoffed, his expression cold, "Let her go, then we will see who will die," Lucius clenched his jaw.

"Don’t you come close to me, I will snap her neck, I swear!" He barked, his grip on her neck tightened around her neck, "My father is the Member of the Parliament. I own this fucking city. One call... Only one call and you will die like a dog. I will skin you alive in the city square."

"How dare you?" Iris yelled as she swung her head back and hit the skull cap man on the nose. Then she raised her foot and slammed it on his foot and dug her heel deep into his skin. The pain made Rizwan lose his grip on her neck.

"Ahh Fuck," the man cried out.

Iris tried to move away but stumbled. Lucius held her and saved her from falling. The man tried to grab her hair, but before he could reach, Lucius twisted his fingers, pushed him away and then he made her sit on the stool, "Stay here."

Iris nodded.

Rizwan, the man with the skull cap, had gotten back to his feet. His face was twisted with rage. He picked up an empty bottle from a nearby table, gripping it tight.

"I will fucking kill you, bitch!" He shouted and stormed toward Iris.

Iris was barely steady, too drunk to react.

But Lucius moved fast.

He stepped between them just as Rizwan swung the bottle. It smashed hard against Lucius’s forearm—

CRACK!!!

The glass shattered and cut deep into his skin. Blood immediately started dripping down his arm.

"Lucius!" Iris gasped, her voice full of shock and fear.

Lucius didn’t even wince. He turned, his eyes full of cold fury, and grabbed Rizwan by the jaw. His fingers clamped down like iron, digging into the man’s cheeks.

"I told you to stop. Why do you want to die?" Lucius growled.

With a strong push, he shoved Rizwan backward. The man tried to fight it, his hands slapping and grabbing at Lucius’s arms, but he was no match. Lucius forced him step by step until the man’s back slammed against the wall with a loud thud.

Then Lucius drove his elbow hard across Rizwan’s throat, pinning him to the wall. Rizwan gasped, trying to breathe, his hands scratching at Lucius’s arms in panic.

Rizwan couldn’t breath, he was about to pass out. But then a man kicked out, hitting Lucius in the leg. Lucius stumbled slightly, giving Rizwan the opportunity to catch his breath. But this only made Lucius angrier.

He reached down and quickly grabbed the broken bottle from the floor— its jagged edges still slick with his own blood— and spun around just in time to catch the man who was about to hit him again.

With a roar, Lucius plunged the sharp glass deep into the guy’s thigh.

"AAAAAGHHH!" the man screamed in pure agony as Lucius twisted the glass deeper.

Blood sprayed across the floor, painting his jeans red and the man dropped like dead weight, howling in pain.

Another thug— this one with a shaved head— saw Iris was all alone and ran toward her with a knife in hand, yelling like a maniac.

Lucius didn’t waste time.

He grabbed a full wine bottle from the table nearby, aimed, and threw it.

SMASH!

The bottle hit the guy right in the face. Glass exploded everywhere— into his eyes, his forehead, his mouth. The knife flew out of his hand and clattered to the floor. He dropped, screaming, holding his bloody face.

Lucius rushed forward. And then it began.

His fist came down—

WHAM!!!

Straight into the man’s nose. Blood burst out like a faucet. Then again he swung his arm punching him in the jaw. But Luicus wasn’t done, he grabbed him by his neck as the guy screamed horribly choking on his own blood.

Despite that, Lucius didn’t stop. Fist after fist, brutal and hard. He kept going until the guy’s body went limp, eyes rolling back.

The floor under him was covered in red.

Behind him, Rizwan screamed in rage and ran toward Lucius from behind. He kicked Lucius hard in the back and then followed it up with a brutal kick to the ribs.

Lucius grunted, stumbled forward.

WHACK!

A savage punch cracked across Lucius’s jaw, sending him sprawling to his knees. His head rang, blood slick on his lips. Behind him, Rizwan was a storm of rage, his breath heaving, his eyes alight with madness.

Like a mad dog, Rizwan pounced, wrapping a thick arm around Lucius’s throat and yanking him back violently. Veins bulged on Rizwan’s forehead as he bared his teeth.

"I will choke the fucking life out of you!" he spat, tightening the hold until Lucius’s windpipe bent under the pressure.

Lucius’s hands clawed at the air, then at Rizwan’s forearm. He could feel his vision beginning to tunnel. His lungs screamed. Blood dripped from his nose and mouth. But through the haze of pain, something colder, darker flared awake in him.

With a grunt, Lucius twisted his body just enough, forcing his hand upward. Then he struck— two fingers, stiff and sharp, rammed forward with brutal force.

Straight into Rizwan’s eye.

A wet pop sounded— like an egg crushed under pressure— and Rizwan shrieked, a sound not even remotely human. He reeled back, his scream rising in pitch as he dropped to one knee, clutching the side of his face.

But it felt like the fight would never end.

Just as Rizwan dropped to the floor, groaning in pain, another man rushed forward. He bent down, grabbed the knife from the floor, and pointed it toward Lucius with shaking hands.

But before the man could even take a step, Lucius lunged forward. He rammed the jagged end of the broken bottle straight into the man’s hand. The bottle cut deep— skin split open, blood gushed instantly.

The man screamed in shock.

Lucius ripped the knife from his bleeding hand and took it for himself.

The man reacted fast— his free hand curled into a fist and smashed hard against Lucius’s face. Lucius’s head snapped to the side, a thin line of blood flying from his mouth.

He wiped it with the back of his hand. Spat.

Then he looked at the man and smiled, "You done?" He said, voice low and furious.

Lucius’s punch came fast— direct to the man’s nose. There was a sick crack. The man screamed as he fell to the floor, hands over his face.

Lucius knelt beside him, breathing heavy but calm. His eyes didn’t blink once. Slowly, he reached for the piece of glass still buried in his own forearm.

With a grunt, he pulled it out. Blood poured from the open wound, running down his hand.

Then... Without hesitation... He turned towards Rizwan and dragged the sharp edge of that same glass across Rizwan’s shoulder in one brutal stroke.

The skin split open like paper. Flesh peeled back. Blood sprayed out in thick, red streams, some splashing across Lucius’s face.

"Nnooo!!!" Rizwan wailed in agony ,"Stop!!"

Lucius stared straight at him, "I am sorry. I shouldn’t do this."

Then, with one sudden, cruel motion, Lucius shoved the glass piece into Rizwan’s eye.

"Aaahhhh!!!" The man jerked backward, shaking, blood pouring from his face. But Lucius didn’t stop, "Please leave me... Aaahhh!!! I am sorry! Please!"

But Lucius was in his own zone. He grabbed him, tackled him to the ground, and straddled him. His knees pinned on Rizwan’s ribs. His fists began to rain down.

One punch crushed the nose even further.

Another cracked the side of his skull.

Blood started pooling under Rizwan’s head, soaking into the floorboards. His face was no longer recognizable— just red, swollen flesh and broken teeth.

Rizwan tried to crawl away. One of his legs dragged behind him, useless. His mouth hung open, blood pouring from it like drool.

"Lucius, stop!" Iris cried from behind. Her voice cracked. She was just horrified at the sight in front of him. She was starting to come back to her senses.

But Lucius didn’t stop.

He grabbed the knife tightly and, with a loud growl from deep in his chest, stabbed it through Rizwan’s shoulder.

The blade went in deep, piercing muscle and bone. The man screamed again, louder than before, writhing in pain.

Lucius mounted him again, straddling his body like a wild beast. His teeth were clenched. His fists trembled with rage.

And then— he began to strike again.

Hard punches.

Each one heavier than the last.

Skin tore. Lips split. Blood hit the walls.

Tiny pieces of the Rizwan’s teeth scattered across the floor, mixing with glass shards and spilled liquor.

His face was no longer human.

And Lucius kept going.

Rizwan wasn’t even screaming anymore— just choking, gurgling, half-conscious, facing a mangled ruin.

Lucius leaned in close, breathing hot as fire, against the man’s blood-slick face, "What? Can’t scream now?" he hissed, "Scream, beg for your life, beeggg..." He yelled, slapping on his face.

"Beg you bitch," Lucius slapped Rizwan across his face again.

And then he slammed his head down— once, twice— until the man’s nose collapsed entirely, cartilage turned to pulp under the impact. Blood ran like a stream, puddling beneath his head.

Rizwan groaned, his one eye half-opened, just in time to see Lucius drive the broken bottle into his gut.

A wet, meaty sound.

Lucius twisted it. Slow. Purposeful.

"How’s it feeling," he said, shoving the glass upward, into the ribs, "If you don’t speak. I will make you scream."

Rizwan gasped, his breath became slow, "Ughhh... Aahhh!!!"

Lucius grinned, "Why? Don’t want to fight anymore?" he hissed, twisting the glass.

When he pulled it out, something— some piece of red, pulsing tissue— clung to the jagged edge.

Lucius rose, a monster in blood-soaked clothes, hands dripped red. His eye— inhuman. With a smirk, he put his leg on his wound and started smashing it with his leg.

Rizwan was now not able to react to the pain. His body was lump as dead meat.

"No stop Lucius," Iris shouted out.

He didn’t hear and kept scratching his wound with his shoes.

Somehow Iris managed to stand up, she went to him, and somehow managed to pull Lucius away, "Leave him, You will kill him,"

"Will save me the trouble later!"

"His father will come knocking on our days anyway."

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