RUSSO EL MASSIMO
"Russo El Massimo?" Mr. McAllister gasped my name on seeing me, seated on his couch in his room.
"Hello, Mr. McAllister" I gave him a grin I wasn't so sure he liked. Well, he clearly wasn't going to be liking a lot of things tonight.
His gaze dropped down to the gun in my hand and he took a step back.
"Oh, c'mon now. You aren't afraid of a gun, are you? I mean, it's just a gun." I flipped the gun in my hands.
"Sit down." I ordered, letting go of the fake grin.
"Al... Alright" he pulled himself together and sat opposite me.
"So you sent Rosaline some messages and a video clip, right?" I asked, starting the seeming interrogation.
"I... Did she tell you about this?" He replied and I groaned.
"I don't want to have to use the gun on you, McAllister. Don't ask me questions, just respond to my questions."
"Y-yes, I did." He replied to my earlier question.
"Good. And what was your aim?" I asked even though I knew already what it was.
"To... To get her to become CEO and then chairman someday so that I... So that I can control her"
"Ah, I see. You want to control my woman." I chuckled.
"Your... Your woman?!" He gasped with shock.
"She's your niece, what do you mean by her being your woman?"
"What do you think I mean?" I let the grin show again.
"You are fucking your niece?! How shameless are you?!" He raised his voice and the grin immediately disappeared as I pointed the gun towards his head.
"I really don't want to be violent with you, don't make me. What's with the word, shameless?"
He looked at me with an expression that said he had a lot to say but he definitely couldn't say those words.
"I... I apologise" he sighed and I lowered the gun.
"She's your niece. Do you think your family would be happy in the afterlife seeing this?" he choked out.
"I don't know and I don't care. And really, why acting up when we aren't even blood related? I was adopted and you know that very well, don't you?"
"But you are still her uncle!"
"Wow, you are going to teach me some morals, aren't you?" I chuckled.
"I couldn't resist Caramia, yunno. She's beautiful, she's attractive, she's smart and she shines like my own personal ray of sunshine"
"Wait a minute... You are not just fucking her but also in love with her?" He asked.
I gritted my teeth. Love. Love. Love. I didn't want that tag.
"Wrong. There's no romantic love."
"Oh, I have heard enough of that in my life. People in love denying their feelings is typical but... First..." McAlister sighed.
"Why are you telling me all these?" He asked.
"Oh, that. I am telling you all these because it won't matter. The dead don't speak anyways" I shrugged.
"The dead don't speak? But... Who is the dead?"
Fuck, this old man was slow. And that just made this less amusing.
"Let's round this up. I am not giving you a painful death" I got on my feet and pointed the gun at him.
He gasped in fear.
"Don't... Don't do this" he shook his head, sweats gathering on his forehead.
"I won't be shooting you either. Bullets are quite painful, I know."
"Get over to your table" I ordered him sternly and he got on his feet quickly, rushing over to his table.
"Now grab your pen and write a note. We want it short and brief. Write.... I can't do this anymore. Goodbye."
"Russo, I... I will never try to approach her anymore. No, no... I will sell my shares to you and..."
"You are getting on my nerves. Would you like a slow torturous death instead? I just killed one tonight, would you like to replace him as my suffering bag?" I groaned and saw the sweats breaking out.
His hand shook as he picked up the pen and shakily wrote the words.
"Hmm. Good." I remarked.
"Now get in your bed" I said to him and he shakily did so, tears in his eyes already.
Why were all of these men quick to cry? I am not even that scary for fuck's sake.
He got in bed and I pulled out a sachet from my pocket, tore it open and poured the substance into a glass of water.
"Here, Mr. McAlister. Drink, it's going to be a very easy death"
With his hands shaking, he lifted it to his lips.
"And don't spill it. Don't force me to use the gun. I really don't want all the blood tonight"
I watched as he drank it with his shaky hands and shivering body.
"Russo... You... You will burn in hell!" He cursed.
"I know. I know I will but prepare a nice spot for me ahead" I flashed him a grin as he grunted in pain.
"It won't last long" I assured him as the glass fell off his hands and rolled down to the floor with a crash.
He groaned in pains and I moved a few steps away from him. I watched as he lived through the last moments of his life.
As soon as he dropped dead, I moved closer to him and confirmed him dead before walking out of the room.
That was that. I was done with that. Mr. McAlister was dead by suicide.
Fuck... I missed Caramia already. I should get back home soon to her. I wanted to hold her close soon and breathe in her scent.
I walked out of the house and got into my car before pulling off my black gloves.
I thought back to McAllister's words. Love, love. That was the same thing Diego was saying and somehow, in some unfortunately twisted away, my head seemed to be accepting the words.
I revved the car into motion and drove off. That was settled. All I had to wait for was whatever fucking consequences was going to show up for me killing Rio.
And who knows? I just might love the thrill of the consequences.
*
"Cara?" I walked into the room and looked to the bed. She wasn't there.
Instead she was on the couch and she had dozed off with her phone on her laps.
I smiled and walked over to her. She looked so pretty and even cute. Her lips were pouted in her sleep and a bit of her hair had fallen across her face.
'Love' the singular word resounded in my head. I wanted Caramia a lot, I craved her a lot. She was like a drug to me and an obsession I was now willingly letting myself get lost in.
But was all these complicated shit in my head actually love?
Nah, this could not be love. I could not fall in love with Cara, it would be dangerous for me and even more dangerous for her.
I raised my hand to her cheeks and caressed it gently.
"You just like us fucking and I like us fucking too. You will never fall in love with me and I will never fall in love with you, Sunshine."