14

|Lea's POV|

Today we would return back to Enzo's mansion—where I usually stay. We were all having breakfast when the door flew open and someone walked in.

Alessio.

"The job is done," were the first words he said to Enzo before his eyes fell on me. I ignored him and continued to eat my food, pretending like he wasn't there.

He left without saying a word and now he's back, wanting to do what? Hang out and eat ice cream?

When our parents died, I spent every single day looking for him but in vain. He was too good at hiding and He didn't bother to look for me, yet I forgave him because I was too darn happy to have found my brother again.

It's been what? weeks?...since I last saw him. He didn't even bother to tell me where he was going or for how long.

"Lea, I'm sorry..." He apologized, knowing that I was mad. I'm bound to be. I was worried—even though I didn't show it but I was.

When he said the last words, everybody's heads snapped in his direction like he wasn't used to apologize. I also noticed how the atmosphere changed when Alessio walked in. Everybody stiffened. It was like they were scared of him. The same thing happens when Enzo would walk in or passed somebody.

I could hear some people mumbling few things;

"Did he just apologize?"

"Who is that girl to him?"

"Is she his girlfriend?"

"Are they close?"

"Why is he apologizing?"

"I would have told you but I didn't get the time to. Forgive me, please?"

"Tell me what?" I asked, my voice came out unexpectedly cold.

"About this mission..." He then groaned in pain. My eyes fell on his bloodied shirt and I noticed that it was becoming redder and redder. What the hell?

I immediately stood up, making the chair fall back. I ran to Alessio and lifted the shirt. I gasped when I saw a bullet right in his abdomen.

"Fuck—" I cursed. Enzo was already behind me with his phone near his ears, calling for help.

I held Alessio as he was slowly falling on the ground. He rested his head on my lap, not caring about the stares we were getting. He is my brother for God's sake—

"Who shot you?" I demanded. He shook his head, "It's not a good idea..."

"Give me a name." I said, tears threatening to fall. It's been forever since I haven't shed a tear.

"Trevor Kent. He has already been captured..don't do anything stupid.." was the last thing he said before he lost consciousness.

**

I leaned against the wall and waited for the doctors to come out of the room where my brother was getting treated. Enzo was leaning against the wall in front of me, with an emotionless face.

I was covered in blood—in my brother's blood. There were a lot of people waiting with me and Enzo. Arabella, Blake, Antonio, Dante and Dominic were among.

"We need to interrogate Trevor." Dominic said to Enzo who didn't reply.

"Don...getting Trevor was the whole purpose of this mission. He risked his life for this so let's get it done once and for all. Only Trevor can tell us where Vladimir's base is." Dante said in a serious voice.

"Fine" Enzo said, "Let's go."

"I'm coming with you." I stated seriously. He shook his head, "No."

"No?" I scoffed, "Watch me."

"Stop being such a fucking pain in the ass!" He snapped, "Disobey me one more time and I fucking swear, I'll kill you."

'I'd like to see you try. Trevor Kent is mine to torture and mine to kill." I deadpanned.

Bianca, the bitch, intervened, "Don't talk to the Don like that. You are just an average assassin, you don't kill people." She scoffed, "And Just because Alessio apologized to you and slept with you doesn't mean that you became special to him. You're just another whore of his. You can just fuck off." She rolled her eyes while I clenched my fist at her words.

I took a deep breath, calming my nerves. "Unless you want to end up six feet underground, stay the hell away from me. I won't repeat myself." My tone was deadly. Something flashed in Bianca's eyes making me smirk, knowing that it was fear. She knew that I was not kidding.

"Let's go" I turned to Enzo and walked away without giving him the time to say anything else.

**

"Where is Vladimir's base?" Enzo asked Trevor who was tied with chains. I was standing away from them and was waiting for Enzo to get the answers he needed out of him so that I could finish him.

Enzo didn't say anything to me when I 'bossed' around earlier which was weird. I know that deep down, he blamed himself for what happened to Alessio and he was right to blame himself.

"Answer me!" Enzo shouted in such an angry and deadly tone that made the man flinch. Even Dominic and Dante slightly flinched.

"I d-d-dont kn-know." Trevor stuttered which made Enzo walked towards the torture equipments. He barely grabbed a knife when Trevor blurted out the address.

"For your own good, you better not be lying to me or things won't be...good." Enzo warned. Trevor trembled in fear, not knowing what was awaiting him.

Dare I say that Enzo was looking damn hot at that moment. He had his sleeves rolled up, revealing his fully tattooed arms and the first three buttons of his shirt opened, revealing his tattooed chest while His hairs were messed up.

He ran his hands through his hairs, messing it up even more. Dirty thoughts started coming in my mind making me bite my lip unconsciously. What the fuck?!

Enzo raised his brows at me before nodding his head towards the man "He's all yours. Just don't kill him yet." with that, he walked away with Dominic and Dante following him, leaving me alone with Trevor.

"So, Trevor right?" I asked, slightly bending down to remove my knife which was in my boots, like always. He nodded with a smirk, "You're hot. What are you gonna do? Fuck me to death? cause I don't mind that, baby."

Gross....

I shot him a disgusted look before walking towards the torture equipments. I grabbed the axe and walked back to him. His eyes widened when he saw what I was holding.

"He told you not to kill me." Trevor smirked. Did he seriously think that I'll obey his orders? Trevor messed with my only family left and he thinks he's going to live? Never.

As for Vladimir's base, I know exactly where it is and what the man said was true. I've known where Vladimir's base is for almost a year now. So, Enzo won't need him.

I smirked and whispered, "I do not take orders."

His eyes widened and he started trembling in fear, Good. 

"With which hand did you pull the trigger?" I asked innocently. He shook his head, "I did-n't"

"Are you saying that Alessio lied?" I asked, furrowing my brows. My brother was many things but a liar isn't part of them. 

"Y-yes." He replied,nodding his head. I chuckled darkly, "Well then, I'll cut off your hands because you used them to shoot my brother and then I'll cut off your tongue because you called him a liar."

Whatever he was about to say was replaced with a loud painful scream when I cut his left hand off. Blood splashed on me but I could not care less. I was about to unleash hell of this man, he asked for it. He signed his death contract when he put a bullet in my brother.

"Wh-who are you?" tears were streaming down his blooded face. I wiped the blood off my face after cutting his other hand off. His hands were on the floor with the chains. He backed away from me until his back collided with the dirty walls.

"Someone who's going to kill you.

He began trembling, knowing that I was being serious.

"Be a good boy and open your mouth" I said sweetly. He shook his head and squeezed his mouth shut while tears were flowing continuously from his eyes. I stabbed my knife into his stomach but still he kept his mouth shut, containing the scream. I smirked before twisting the knife inside him.

This time he couldn't hold himself- the second he opened his mouth to scream, I shoved the knife into his mouth carelessly before removing it. I watched as his tongue falls on the ground. I then left him like that without killing him ,knowing that he would die in a few seconds anyway. 

I then walked to the direction where the infirmary was without bothering to change my clothes or clean myself- I went with Trevor's blood all over me.

There were more people than there were before. When they heard our footsteps, they all turned their heads to look who it was.

Their eyes widened when they saw that I was covered in blood. Some gagged while some were shocked.

"Whose blood is this?" Enzo, who was leaning against the wall asked, his hands crossed while his eyes fixed on me. I knew he knew whose blood it was, yet he asked it to confirm that whether what he was thinking was right or not.

Well if it's a confirmation that he wanted so—"Trevor's," I replied calmly, not having expected what he would do next, at all.