CHAPTER 46

"But if you keep looking for the things you don't have,

You will end up losing what you do have."

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Third Person's POV:

"Boss, we have him," Cane told Massimo.

He stood up and walked down the hall towards the basement. A week had passed since the attack on Kaylee, and his team had grown stressed as the days passed and they still couldn't find the attacker. But after searching the whole of Italy, they had finally found him. It was still a mystery how he had been able to escape the ballroom.

Massimo entered the basement and walked towards the cell where the attacker was being held captive. There he was…the man who had tried to kidnap his girl. He was tied to a big stone in a very uncomfortable position with both his hands held above his head. His legs were forced apart, and Marco was sitting in front of him with a hammer in hand.

Anger flared through Massimo's veins as his eyes fell upon the person who had tried to kidnap his girl, the person who was the reason for her constant nightmares for the past three days. Massimo was always there to soothe her at night. He would cuddle her to sleep and give her butterfly kisses to make her feel better, and it always worked.

At a wave of Massimo's fingers, Marco got up and left the chair for his boss. Massimo sat there, calmly shutting his eyes and taking a deep breath to calm himself down. Settling down with one leg over the other and hands on the armchair, he asked, "Who sent you?"

"N-no o-o-one."

Massimo tried hard to calm himself down and not skin this man alive.

"He will not ask again," Marco said aloud.

Massimo held his hand up to stop Marco from speaking. "Bring his wife and children here," Massimo said with his eyes closed, resting his head on the chair and tilting his face up. One of his feet dangled in the air, and he constantly moved it up and down.

Reaching out with his right hand, he accepted a cigarette from one of his men and lit it. Taking a puff, he slowly exhaled the smoke.

"P-p-please, don't b-bring t-them h-ere," the man said in fright.

Massimo waved his hand to his left, and Cane started reciting from the file in his hand. "Jess Mariano, age 42, wife. 14-year-old daughter. This man has raped several girls and works for the American mafia. Recently, an Indian girl committed suicide because he raped her."

Massimo felt enraged. Rape was one thing he had always hated from the core of his heart. He had lost his sister because of it. All the memories from his past rushed into his mind.

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**Flashback**

Cries, sobs, heart-wrenching wails…he heard them all. He saw his sister in a pool of her own blood.

"I am in pain," she sobbed loudly, pointing towards her heart.

"Where? Where are you hurt?" a 12-year-old Massimo asked, sounding like he was on the verge of crying.

"It's hurting. My soul is hurting. My heart is hurting. I AM HURT!"

**End of FlashbacK**

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"Boss, they are here."

Massimo shook off the memories, stood, and walked a little away from the crying man. "Cover him. He shouldn't be able to say a single word."

His man gathered around them and placed a bunch of boxes in front of him, also gagging him so that he couldn't speak.

Now, it was not just about Kaylee. It was about every girl this man had raped. It was about his sister's pain. Massimo would never forgive…never.

He sat on the chair again, and his men walked a lady and a young girl into the cell. He looked at the daughter. She looked so innocent and cute. He could clearly see that she was nervous. The lady held the girl's hand tightly, fear evident in her eyes.

"Come here," Massimo said, and the girl moved forward, but her mother held her hand tightly. At this, the girl looked back at her mother, who shook her head. "It's okay. I am not gonna harm her," he said, and the girl again moved forward.

"What is your name?" he asked.

"Honey Mariano," she mumbled.

"Well. Honey, how does your father behave towards you?" he asked.

"If her father did anything to you guys, then we are sorry. Please don't harm her," the lady pleaded, her eyes watering. She joined her palms together like she was begging.

Massimo didn't reply to her and moved back towards the girl.

"He comes home sometimes and he doesn't really talk to me," the girl said in an embarrassed voice, looking down.

"Do you know what kidnaping is?" he asked, and the girl nodded.

"Then what should be the punishment be for kidnappers?"

"They should all be punished," the girl said.

Massimo nodded in understanding, "Do you know about rape?" he asked.

The man's wife shut her eyes tightly because she knew her daughter had seen her husband raping her. The girl nodded again, keeping her head down.

"And what should be the punishment for rape?"

The girl held her head up high. Her eyes went cold at this point, and she looked fearless. "They should be killed in the worst way possible," she said, looking straight into Massimo's eyes.

"So, what if I tell you that your father rapes girls?"

Her eyes went wide, and her mouth fell ajar. She thought only her mother had gone through this. Then, anger, disappointment, sadness, and coldness dripped from her voice. "Then kill him in the worst way possible," she said in a whisper.

"You can go now," Massimo dismissed the two.

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After torturing the hell out of that fucker, Massimo went back to his mansion.

Kaylee was asleep. He took a shower, got in his bed, and cuddled her. After kissing her forehead, he fell asleep.

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**Flashback**

"They took turns on me, fratello (brother). They buried my dignity. They broke me." She sobbed. "They broke me. They ruined me. I am hurt."

"What can I do to take your pain away?" Massimo asked, looking down at his sister. He had made sure to burn her rapist alive, but that was not enough. He knelt down beside her. She was sitting on the floor with her hands behind her back, her hair spilling across her shaking shoulders.

"You can't do anything. I can't get over it. I don't want to live anymore. I don't!" she sobbed.

"Shh. Don't say that. I will burn his whole family down. I will destroy his descendants."

"That will not make my pain go away. I am sorry," she said and pulled her hand out from behind her. In it, she held a gun. In the blink of an eye, she put that gun to her forehead, and a loud gunshot was heard.

**End of Flashback**

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Massimo woke up trembling. His heart was beating too fast.

"Shh. It was just a nightmare."