Chapter 46 THE MESSAGE
Dimitri
One of the men suddenly stormed inside, breathing heavily.
“What the fuck is going on?”
“Some of our men at the casino are at the entrance, bleeding to death, Boss!!”
“We need to fight back, Boss. The Blue Ivy are beginning to feel like gods in our own city!!”
“Aha….I see….so they are really trying to test me, uhn?”
“Where is Josef?” I asked.
“He is right outside, gathering the men into the vans..”
“Splendid….Get the car ready for me!!” I shouted.
“So they want to know what I am capable of? I'd show it to them. I know where this coming from already…”
It was a hot drive as we stormed the street with fleet of cars. My eyes were blazing red and my hands, ready to release the rage in its grip.
“Josef……we are going to their base….that Cu Paco Lounge…we are going there to destroy every godsamn thing including that bald head leader Rafael..” I blurted out.
We got to the entrance and to my surprise, they were all standing right outside like they had been expecting us.
I smiled…staring at the gang right from the front seat where I sat.
Dressed in long black coat, underneath was my strap with a pistol embedded in each space.
“Boss, we await your orders,” Josef uttered from the backseat.
“Do not engage lest I tell you to…make sure to inform the boys. Once I snap my fingers, engage without holding back. Let's show this fool who the Salikov Mafia House is really!!!” I blurted out of anger as I stepped out of the vehicle in style…
“Rafael!!!!”
“Stop joking with me, Rafael!” I spoke out angrily as I approached the assembly of men.
Rafael was the supposed leader of the Blue Ivy, a bald head that goes beyond his bounds to prove a useless point most of the times.
Blue Ivy were our suppliers for every club and casino I owned. They made the silliest of pills and nastiest of potions, and this gets the club in business actually.
However, Blue Ivy seem to have some rift with me. He believes he deserves more pay of which I have outrightly denied him countless times.
Why the fuck should I pay you more???
Not doing that. I pay you what I choose to pay you. I have always done that and nobody dares to question me.
Not even the chief Police here in Russia dares question the amount I put against the names on the payroll!!!!
“Rafael, you don't tamper with the body of a scorpion!!!”
“And if I do, I get stinged, right?!” He answered in a rude tone.
“Don't mess with me, Rafael. I am not your equal!!” I blurted out angrily.
“I'm not messing with you, Dimitri. I just want what is mine and I have told you repeatedly…I can't take it anymore!!”
“How dare you address the Boss by his name??” Josef interrupted.
I threw a hand up and Josef stepped back respectfully….”Don't…you see, Rafael now seems himself as man up to my level so he can address as he solely wishes…am I wrong, Rafael?” I turned to him.
I could sense the fear from his Dacia expression the minute I said what I said…”I just want my money. If I don't get my increase, I would keep destroying everything that is yours!” He said.
“Oh really? You can actually do that?” I jested.
I stepped forward a bit, and his pointed a gun at me. My men did the same but I threw a hand one more time, signaling that they lower their firearms.
“Boss, let us blow the motherfucker's head right here, right now!” Josef objected.
I laughed hysterically.
“My dear Rafael…..do you know what they call me?”
“Being a Mafia King doesn't give you the right to trample on my hard work. If I am working for you, you pay me the money you ought to pay me…don't fucking patronize me with those power talks. I am above that already!!” He protested.
I chuckled…..”You have grown a liver. Your audacity oozes and it makes me wanna vomit. You are only making things worse for yourself, young man.”
“I don't fear you, Dimitri. Pay me what you owe him….I have worked for you for over 15 years and you think I am gonna keep acting like a fool you can toss around as you like??? Over my dead body…”
I looked around and I smiled once again.
“There is nothing funny, Dimitri…Your hotel is next…if youndont pay me what you owe me…I had made over 500 tons of the Molly for you, a thousand Xavier and all you could offer me was peanuts and you expect me to just keep shut???”
“Not happening!” he smirked.
“Josef….bring them out!” I blurted.
Its about time I show Rafael the real deal. Mafia Bosses do not need to make a fuss to prove a point. Just one demonstration is enough!!
Josef brought out Rafael's teenage kids and his girlfriend.
“That is Rivera, right? Your beautiful baby mama whom you thinknno one knows about or yeah??” I laughed out.
“Dimitri…no, please….how did you find my family?” He said as his yesterday darted around, squeezing the shirt of the men beside him in confusion.
“Don't worry. I would take my time in torturing them to death…Allow me start with the youngest of them….” I said.
“Josef…..do it!”
In the blink of an eye, Rivera was shot in the leg
“Oh my God…..no oooooo!!!” I heard Rafael scream as he bent his knees.
“Tell your men to drop their firearms now and submit to me, Dimitri!”
He paused…
“Do it now or you won't like my next move!”
“Surrender, every single one of you…He is truly the Mafia King…go to him!” He instructed in a sharp tone.
“Now that's good!”
“Never ever in your fucking life try to go against me anymore. For the damages you have done, you are going to pay everything by doubling your production in every of my clubs and hotels!”
“All without a single dime going into your hands!!” I added.
“Josef….strip the men of their uniforms and take them to the initiation ground at the house…They belong to me now!!!”
“They shall work for me now including that fool who is parading himself as a leader.”
“Pass the message to the rest….Dimitri Salikov is the Mafia King undisputed!! Whoever tries to ruin my game, I will totally destroy.”