“You want to be a fucking hero, huh!?" Lorenzo stomped on the stomach of the pitiful boy lying on the cold floor. "And what if I had a guess!?” He yelled, his spittle flying everywhere as he raged."Did she say she needed your help?” He barked at the boy who was now curled into a ball and whimpered."Did she ask for a fucking fake super hero!?” He stomped on his legs this time and Dominik let out a shrill scream. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!” He yelled back, half bent before grabbing the boy's hair which had some sticking to his face from excessive sweating and bleeding. “Pl…please…” He begged, his left eyes swollen to a close and his other eyes have a black and painful looking ring around it. "Please?” Lorenzo scoffed at his half brother's face before slapping him so hard that his cheeks vibrated, sending shock waves to his brain. “Would you get her back for me!?" He shouted again, his red face in full view before spitting on the younger boy. With the slimy liquid hitting his bad eye, Do
I stopped at the door of her ward for a while before pushing the door open. My housekeeper jerked a bit but on seeing me, she breathed a sigh of relief. I stood at the entrance without fully stepping in, my guilt clawing at my insides while I clenched my teeth.“She is fine." She assured me. “The surgery went well, she only needs to wake up and recover." She continued as she stood up from her seat for me to sit. I nodded at her, my heart suddenly feeling heavy as I took slow and steady steps into the ward. “Uuhmm…” "Take you.” I cut her shut, probably catching her by surprise. "You can leave.” I had my eyes pinned on Valentina on the bed."Okay Sir.” She gave a small bow and left the room. Sighing, I took off my mask, tucked it away in my breast pocket before taking my seat. Closing my eyes to push back the intense emotions I felt was about to spill out, I shook my head before leaning in on her. “Kitten?" I called in the gentlest voice I could muster. I kept quiet for a bit
"Who?” His mother asked like she had no idea of who he was talking about. "My wife! I want her back!” He yelled and I bursted out into a loud laughter, not knowing what else to do in a situation like this.All heads snapped towards me."What?” I asked, instantly stopping my laughter and rising on my feet to glare down at them."Your wife?” I looked at the ceiling and blew out a breath into my mask before looking at him. Without thinking twice, I walked towards him at a fast pace and watched his eyes widen in fear. "No, no!” He shook his head quickly, his eyes wide and shinny, fear licking from them as he looked up at me.“Not…wife…divorce…” He stuttered, looking back as he shifted backwards with his butt, an ass of a man. “Good." I stepped on his leg. “Aaahhh!!!" “Hey!" His father yelled and I whipped out a gun and pointed behind me without looking back. I heard a collective gasp and then scramble before silence. "Goddd!” He cried and made a face when I found out that the fuck
All faces turned towards the door, their eyes blinking at me and soon, hot rage began to sear across the faces of Matteo, Moretti and Liliana. It wasn't like I cared, neither did I give a fuck about whatever emotions they might be feeling at the moment. “You!" Matteo pointed at me, his index finger shaky as he slowly stood from his seat and came rushing towards me like a ranging bull.All I merely did was to side step before watching him nearly falling to kiss the floor. “Holla?" I greeted again, smiling beneath my mask as I walked boldly into the sitting room, with Bianca still firmly holding on to my cloth for dear life. “Who is he?" The strange man, which I assume to be Matteo's father , asked and I had to stop right in front of him and offer my hand for a handshake. When he extended his hand without thought, I was sure my eyes were a crinkling moon as I introduced myself.“I am Valentina's Man." I widened my smile to make sure the effect was visible on my eyes when I saw his
In the busy room at my underground club, I sat on the throne-like seat, a glass of wine in hand as I watched the hackers get busy. A smirk graced my lips.They will hear from me soon. The internet would explode with the heavy secret and dirty dealings of the Roman family. Matteo would regret ever stepping on her toes, he would regret ever picking up her call. One of the hackers came to the side and whispered into my ear, they were done with the digging and it was ready to get pushed out to the netizens. I gulped the content of my glass down in one go, placed the glass in the hand of the man who was still half bent before placing my mask back. I stood and with a snap of my fingers, they got back to work while I walked out of the busy room and into the loud club. I had no desire to party, I had no desire to be extremely happy either, I just lost a soul and have intentionally put the one nearest to my heart in pain. “Mr. President would you…” I breezed past, not caring if I hit a
I walked into the grand lobby of my agency to see the ranging mess of the Morretti and Liliana. I stood silently at the corner watching their veins popping out of their neck and forehead and wherever it needed to pop out to show their anger. Their anger at what exactly. I stuck my hands into the pocket of my trousers as I watched from the shadows. “Mr. President." The sickening sweet voice I hated hearing and most especially at this point in time called out to me and I closed my eyes for a fraction of a minute before reopening them.This time when I reopened my eyes, I made sure they conveyed how pissed and irritated I felt. “Uuhh…” Her excited gaze faltered when she saw the coldness in my eyes. "Are you alright…" She made a sort of pitiful face that would have probably enticed other men but I am not exactly other men so I only pinned her with a harsher stare. “I … uhh…”"Scram.” I bit out coldly since she had her brain shoved up into her asshole not to read the room. She cri