FAZER LOGIN|| VINCENZO RUSSO's POV ||
" If you want to kill me, just fucking kill and don't annoy me!"
She hissed with a high-pitched tone, her eyes full of hatred for me. It was exciting to see her in this desperate state ___ tied up and helpless. Probably a little begging for her life would have added more enjoyment but I knew that she wasn't the woman to do that.
My dear sister-in-law had become a little spitfire over the years. From being an elegant, little mafia princess, she turned into a fierce one, her hands full of blood always. I admired her dedication to her husband, my dear step-brother. It was hard to see a woman taking over the Mafia business to fulfill her husband's wishes. It wasn't like it was my first meeting with her.
Sancia Alekseev emerged from a second-class Mafia family. Her father was not such a big boss but he had great influence over the gangs in the West. Viktor married her for that reason. But in public eyes, they were the perfect couple.
I took a sip from my scotch. She looked different in her new appearance. Did she fucking think that I didn't see through her plan? My men caught their positions as soon as she brought her ass to this party.
Raising myself from the couch, I replied with a smirk, enjoying her defeated face,
" We have been playing this mouse and cat game for a long time. Don't you feel bored, Princess? Tsk.."
Her lips rose into a smirk, cruelty flashing in her eyes,
" I won't die without killing you, brother-in-law."
I let out a chuckle, bending down to match our heights,
" The feeling is mutual darling. I would have fucking taken down your empire if you didn't take the boss position!"
She sneered at me, her voice challenging,
" Try it! You will have your balls in your hands."
Another dark chuckle left my lips. Indeed, she was too good with humor. I wondered where the little innocent girl had gone. She used to hide behind Arthur at every party. People called her a pretty doll without any power.
I brought another glass to her lips, offering her in my sweet devilish voice,
" Need a drink?"
She turned her face away, her nostrils flaring up in rage. I knew that she was ashamed for coming up with a failure plan. My man seethed in anger, pushing the gun at me,
" Don! Just kill her. She is a headache!!"
Sancia mimicked his words, rage dripping from her voice,
" Yes! Just kill the fuck and be done with it!"
Right at that moment, the sound of the helicopter began to echo in the air. Trees were fighting to stand on their feet. Even the air was passing through the window, hitting our faces.
My men rushed to the window. One look from it, one of them spat with a growl,
" They are here for her already!"
I caught her from the party and brought her to the closed villa that I own. It wasn't known by everyone but they were quick to find it. Excitement ran through my veins. It had been a long time since I faced my brother's squad.
Sancia made some noise, her voice sounding haughty,
" Time over, Vincenzo! Either kill me or let me go to my people before they fucking blast your sweet secret mansion."
I enjoyed her little blabbering mouth. It gave me the urge to shut the fuck up. Hoisting myself towards her, I launched her up from the chair after untying her, said with a playful smirk,
" Kill isn't a solution, dear sister-in-law. Let's play with your men, shall we? They seem to care for you too much. Are they loyal to you..or.. to your Beauty?"
Her face reddened in anger. Gnashing her teeth together, she sneered with hatred,
" Not everyone is whore like you, Vincenzo!!"
All my playful mood vanished in a second. No one ever dared to insult me like this. Pushing her face closer, I blurted in a promising voice,
" Let's see what this man whore can do to you, Princess."
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The sound of helicopters flying dramatically echoed in my ears. Her men were good with heights. I heard about them fighting with helicopters a long time ago. She was smitten under my grip, sending murderous glares often. The rest of her men that she came with were all under my captivity now. A new batch of her men came to rescue them. They weren't as powerful as my group but they were fucking loyal to her.
Someone from the front helicopter used a speaker to communicate with us, still not getting off the helicopter,
" SEND OUR BOSS BACK TO US!! WE DON'T DO CHEAP KIDNAPPING!"
I let out a humorous laugh. Did they think that I did some bullshit kidnapping to threaten them? I would have let her only if she hadn't come to ruin my first-ever party. I didn't attend or arrange parties before. It was a new step to empower my empire but her little game ruined my mood.
One of my men from my side used our speaker to reply, sneering at them in anger,
" Do you guys think that our don has fucking enough time to play around? It was your boss who came up with the attacking plan. Go the fuck away before our bullets ran through your heads."
Sancia began to speak from the top of her lungs, her deadly commanding tone putting her people in control,
" LEO!! GO AWAY!! I would prefer to die rather than watch you guys begging him!"
Tsk.. fierce little girl.
The man named Leo jumped out of the helicopter and landed straight on our massive rooftop. I recognized him in a single glance. He was my brother's childhood friend. They built the group together with hands in hand. It wouldn't be so difficult for Leo to take over Arthur's position.
Leo watched Sancia intensely with anger and concern. I wasn't sure about the look in his eyes but his gaze held something beyond adoration. Aria hissed her command again, writhing under my grip,
" LEO! LEAVE!!"
Leo replied anxiously, his gaze shifting between me and Aria,
" How can I go, Sire? This man can kill you! I am not leaving you here alone!"
Then his eyes shifted to fall on me, darkening before he opened his mouth to spit through his gritted teeth,
" What do you want?? What do you want to let her go??"
I held my laugh back. For the past years, I had won every deal against them. Did they think that they had something to offer me?
Sancia grunted in anger, turning her face sideways to glare at me,
" He doesn't fucking deserve a single thing from us!!"
I looked down at Sancia with a chuckle. I liked her guts to retort me even though she was under my captivity. I replied with sarcasm, lifting my eyes at Leo,
" See! She has already made it clear. I don't deserve any object. Let's continue keeping your boss then!"
Leo's hands clenched tight together, stumbled over to me but stopped before the move. I continued in a serious voice, holding tight onto Sancia,
" Your boss ruined my annual party and invaded my privacy. Not only that, she has dared to curse me in front of my men. You are a mafia man, Leo. Tell me, how should you compensate me? She even called me a whore."
Leo opened and closed his mouth but couldn't find a word to defy me. Sancia started muttering again, her eyes were red in anger,
" I didn't say anything wrong! You are fucking whore..you...mmm..."
Before I could control my actions, my hands stretched out to grab her mouth. The next moment, I kissed her sinful lips in front of our men to show her how a whore should be.....
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