Gone and forgotten

Adric’s POV

A smile crept through my face when I saw the man chained up in my basement, a man that caused most of the problems the past few days, he shivered in fear.

For a leader I expected someone more stronger and powerful, I already have most the secrets of their mafia, I could see that against him but not yet, I want part of his mafia. I just have to make sure he signs the papers that clearly says he has handed me over his mafia,

“Good news Andrew.” I muttered against my breath.

“We have their underboss.” He says and I smile.

“Bring him down here.”

The underboss, the man that killed grace Santiago. He is not mine to kill, I will hand him over to the French mafia so that Santiago would leave me the fuck alone, I don’t want anything to do with him and now that he knows I didn’t kill his wife, he contract between him and my father still remain, the only good thing father did for me at least now I know no one would hire the man to come after me.

I hear muffles of cries coming from the basement door, he is bringing the underboss in. Andrew pushes the man to the ground, I don’t miss the glare he gives me.

“Have him chained near his boss, it’s a full house.” I smile.

Andrew did as said, I didn’t expect this to go well, I expected my men to mess up like they always do, I’m glad they didn’t because I would have had them killed if this went wrong, we already know enough to have them killed, with the information I got from Calla it was an easy work.

“Where is Stephen?.”

“With Calla.” He says and I nod, I send a quick text to Stephen to bring her down. I want her to watch me kill everyone of them and then I will have her father come here to say his last goodbyes.

I took off the blindfold from the underboss, his eyes widened when he saw his boss beside him, they messed with the wrong mafia.

I took a chair and positioned it near them.

“Look at me when I speak to you.”

“Why did you attack me?” I ask. “I won’t ask again.” I smirk.

“Your father, he stole from us and destroyed our mafia.”

“I don’t care what my father did, I’m not him. The bastard died a long time ago, you should have revenged when you had the chance but you didn’t.”

“Please.” The man begged.

He is a disgrace, I would never beg another man for mercy even if he is going to kill me, I will die with honor like every mafia king.

This man here is barely a king, he didn’t know much about the mafia, his underboss who is much older and experienced than him knew much after all the man has worked for various leaders before him.

“I won’t go easy on you, but I need you to sign something.”

“Don’t do it, someone will come for us.” His underboss yells and I roll my eyes.

Like hell I will allow anyone to come, I made sure no one followed us and my men are still keeping any eye on the warehouse we attacked earlier, If anyone is coming I will know.

“Sign here and I will let you go.” I lie

I didn’t expect him to sign so easily, his underboss tried to talk him out of it, a smart man I would say.

“Now that is done.” I hand over the paper to one of man, the cracking sound of the door widened the smile on my face.

Calla is here.

“I have a surprise for both of you.” I grin, I felt like a child opening a Christmas present.

She didn’t cry, she didn’t scream, I have known calla to be strong after all she is one of the best people when it came to torturing in the mafia, she knew her work and she would rather die than give the enemy the satisfaction of witnessing her anger.

I always admired that about her, I made a mental note to break her. I want to hear her cry when I’m inflicting pain on her, it’s going to take a while but I will do it.

Stephen was not gentle with her. She pushed her on to the harden floor, no noise, not even a scream, the only time we got a scream from her was when Stephen shot her and she cried poorly so I would forgive her.

“Calla don’t be shy, say hi to your friends.” I smirk, the three of them glared at each other. I know the underboss thought calla would come to their rescue.

“There is no saving you.” I say to him. “Stephen get my tools.”

Stephen was eager to the tools, I’m going to take my special time with all of them and dumb their bodies where it would be found, no one messes with me and gets away with it.

My knife grazes it way through his skin, I hear a low whimper escaping his lips, I press in my knife deeper and I got a scream from him. I didn’t stop that encouraged me. My knife played it a way through his hand, a foam of blood filled my hands and I smiled.

It’s going to be a long day.

Stephen and I had turns with their leader, we left him to bleed out while we focused on the underboss, I hated him more. I know I can’t kill him so I had my fun with him.

“Call the French mafia, take him to them and make sure they get a confession out of him.”

It won’t be hard knowing the man can barely take anymore, by the time we were done with him I saw a tear slip out of Calla’s eyes.

“Call her father.”

“Please.” She whispers.