His Daisy

"I'm filled with rage but I'm empty at the same time" ~Unknown Salvatore's POV: "You look angry." Giovanni, my older brother and the next King of the Italian mafia says as he enters the torture room. "When does he not?" Mario, my good for nothing friend snorts, following behind. I don't answer them, I walk towards the table that beautifully displays all the torture tools, I move my ring clad fingers around, tapping on different tools. Yes, found it! I take the finger clipper, I tilt it around under the lamp hanging over the table, the tool shines, letting me know that it's new and unused. Iu love spoiling things, tainting them with blood. I calmly walk towards the bound man, Giovanni types away on his phone, Mario takes a seat at the corner, a big grin plastered on his face, that bastard enjoys this, he's just missing a cup of popcorns. I stop right in front of the betrayer, he squirms around, not a single word coming out of his filthy mouth due to the duct tape sealing his lips.

"The most beautiful part is, I wasn't even looking when I found you" ~ Autumn My grey eyes collide with dark brown ones, my eyes hold fury while the other pair has shock written in them. It only last a brief second as it quickly changes into irritation then anger, "leave me" I grit my teeth, shaking my head to get my hair out of his strong hold but it only tightens. The mafia prince is taken aback by my words, "what did you just say?" He asks lowly but the roughness of his voice is prominent. I realize he's the prince, I need to control my anger and words with him, "sir, I think I am at the wrong place" I say softening my gaze but it's too late, I have already challenged him. Everyone around us turns dead silent. I can sense everyone's eyes on us, it makes me uncomfortable. The prince looks interested in my words, he observes me painfully slow as as if I am something very entertaining to him, thankfully he leaves my hair after his observation, I sigh in relief but it is short live

"Let it be hard. Let it be scary. And then do it anyway" ~ Unknown "Sir" Jade quickly stands up and bows her head in respect, I stare at him like an idiot, he quirks up a brow at me. Jade takes notice of my frozen state, she pulls me up on my feet which makes me come to me senses, I stand beside her and bow down. After a moment of silence the devil finally speaks, "is this what we pay you for?" he asks calmly but the hardness in his voice sends chills down our body. I am a very confident person and mostly know how to defend myself but his presence ties my tongue. "No sir, we are very sorry. The cleaning has been completed for this floor, we're just leaving" Jade apologises, she turns around to collect her broom. I frown thinking about Jade's answer, she could've just said that we were sitting and having a moment of rest rather than saying sorry. I shrug away the thought and search for my cleaning cloth around like an idiot until I remember it's over my shoulder. I can sense his eye

"What a brave soul you must be, to want to save the world when yours was burnt alive" ~ Sneha Pal It is chaos everywhere, tonight is the grand mafia party, we are ordered to decorate the whole place. The party will start at midnight and there is still so much work left to do, I bend backwards to relax my strained back. I feel like my it will pull apart. "Daisy, have you cleaned the guest rooms I assigned you?" Jade asks while running past me. "Yes" I answer her tiredly and watch her run towards the other maids. I don't know how her legs haven't been broken yet. I search around for Ray but can't find her, "Jade can I take a break?" I call out to her. She looks up at me from the flowers in her hand. "10 minutes" she nods her head, her attention turns back towards the white and red roses. "You should go for the red one's" I point at them, she eyes those specific one's with interest. "Girls, we'll go with red" she announces to the maids who are incharge of the decorations. I make m

"It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts alot more than that" ~ Jim Morrison I can sense the burning stare on my back from the past 10 minutes, yet I ignore it. "Daisy", finally, Ray speaks up, she's hesitant. I can tell by her voice. I tilt my head to my right to look at her, "yeah" I respond then turn back to dusting the side table of the guest room. "I know sir said not a word but you know me!" She whines like a child which makes me smile. "I promise I won't say a word to anyone, can you please tell me what happened? Or my imaginations will explode my head" she huffs, I hear her plopping down on the single sofa. I stop my work and turn around facing towards her, she has her puppy eyes out for me. I sigh, "not a word right?" "PROMISE!" She practically screams in joy just as I finish my question, I shake my head at this big baby. "I went there to collect my supplies and got locked in, sir found me inside and to our utter bad luck he also got locked in with me." I explain