NOAH’s POV

“Hey bro, calm okay? Lucas stood up in haste as I barged into his office. 

“Where is he? I demanded, as I wasn't ready to have any conversation with him. I needed to put my anger on someone and collect blood and I didn't want it to be Lucas. 

He walked over to me “Noah, calm. Don't be like that” 

“Don’t be a motherfucker and direct me to him!” I growled at him and his eyes flashed with anger,

“You think I let him go??? Do you think I'm some inhumane someone?” He shouted at me angrily, but to be honest, I just wanted him to show me where that damn doctor was. 

“You can't wait till you have recovered? I see you never trusted me to manage things on your behalf”, He continued, his fists tightened. 

I hissed through my teeth and punched my fist into the wall. It oozed out with blood.

“This is about my fucking wife!!!! Lucas, I'm in no mood for you. Show me where he is” 

Before I knew it, Lucas dashed toward me and gave me a blow on my damn face bursting my lips. I licked the blood and snarled at him, 

“Are you satisfied now? I asked him, his chest rising with anger as his darkened eyes glared at me. 

“You are one lucky bastard, but I won't retaliate now and deal with your mood swings. Where is he? I'm asking for the last time” 

Lucas left the room after he cursed under his breath and I followed him into his shady room. It was dark and reeked of metals and blood. I felt a rush of adrenaline in me as I walked further into the thick cells. 

My lips curled up with a smile as I laid my eyes on him, my chest puffed with pride at Lucas’s well-done job. He was tied against an iron, spreading his arms apart. His body had been stripped naked and covered with so many injuries, but unfortunately for him, that was just the start. 

“Water….water…” I heard him mutter, his eyes widened, and his lips trembled as he saw me. 

I chucked and walked closer to the box of weapons, “I will feed you your blood soon to quench your taste.” 

“Please….I’m sorry” I heard his cries as I shopped for knives in the box. 

I walked up to him, “Please? Sorry? Those are not in my dictionary” 

“Answer me carefully” I continued, and he nodded profusely, I dangerously smiled at him and traced his chest with my sharp knife, causing blood to ooze out. His eyes reddened with pain. 

“Who sent you? 

He shook his head, “No—one…it was all me…I’m sorry”, I watched as he struggled to speak, but he disobeyed me, so I slashed his chest with my knife. 

His agony screams filled the room as he breathed hard. 

“Not my fault, I told you to answer carefully”. I shrugged my shoulders. 

“No one sent him” I heard Lucas’s harsh voice behind me, that bastard was the best at keeping grudges. I thought we were cool from the moment we left that fight scene, but dammit, Lucas was like a bone in my flesh. 

I smirked hard, “So he did that because he couldn't control himself? 

“Fine, I don't want to waste my time with you”, I walked to a bottle and poured the alcohol on him. His body shuddered with pain and I loved it. He should know better than to cross my lane. He had been our urgent doctor in Italy for years and he decided to do this. I don't forgive, not even my flesh. You cross my lines and I punish you. 

“Noah….please….please” He begged, saliva pouring out from his opened mouth. 

“I'm not done with you still”, I moved closer to him and shut his leg, making him crippled instantly. I poured more alcohol on his wound and he screamed till he lost his voice. 

My knife worked greatly as I dangerously slashed his body, cutting off his toes and fingers. 

After torturing him, he was practically lifeless, then I shot him in his chest three times without batting an eye. I hated to do this because I had left my life behind me, but Araminta could bring out the devil in me. That was my name, “Diavolo” 

“Bang! Bang! Bang! 

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“You won’t say anything still?” I puffed out a smoke as I asked the sucking Lucas in his office. We just relaxed after having a great fight, it felt good to give some punches to Lucas. My face was hurting from the bastard’s punches. I didn't know why he was focused on my face. Maybe he was jealous because there was no other reason for that. 

“Just hope my girl won't kill you,” I said to him, and he scoffed, 

“It's just your damn face, you fucking hit my dick!” He responded, his mouth twitching. I released a throaty chuckle,

“You don't deserve to use that thing anymore.” 

He threw a pillow at me and I dodged it before I went to sit across from him, 

“Thank you,” I said deeply, it was hard to say thank you to the bastard, but he deserved it. He raised his eyebrows, but I could see a tiny smile forming on his lips,

“Come again” 

I shook my head, “Thank you for coming over for her, it meant a lot to me.” 

He avoided my gaze and lighted his cigarette. “She is not bad”. He puffed his smoke out. “She likes you and I love pretty girls.” 

I growled at him “Should I get rid of those eyes? 

He chuckled and responded “Bastard. Don't hurt her, Noah” 

My eyes squinted at his sudden demand. Lucas loved Isabella so much for me that he stopped talking to me for a while after we broke up. 

“I thought you would never accept someone else.” 

He shrugged his shoulders and smirked “I can't allow you to die alone single. I like her, she is calm and—I can see the love in her eyes.” 

Even though Ara had accepted us to work things out, and she had been giving nice signals. I didn't want to think ahead of myself, I felt like Lucas was exaggerating, but his serious eyes said otherwise. 

“If you say so” I responded calmly, but in reality, I was so damn happy to hear that she loved me. 

“Do you plan on telling her? 

That fear washed away my happiness, the fear of telling her about everything, and she backed out. I shook my head stubbornly, 

“No” 

Lucas responded almost immediately, “Tell her, bro. Don't be scared—” 

“Why shouldn't I be? You must know that I love her by now, but who would stay with a past criminal? 

He furrowed his forehead together and laughed, “Did you just say, past criminal?? 

I puffed out my smoke without responding and he laughed more, 

“Treating the doctor that way and claiming a past criminal is so fucking funny……..you are worse than me” 

I glared at him, he was a goddam mafia for fuck's sake. 

“I'm sure you will be buried alive the day your town finds out the real you.” 

“They won’t,” I snapped. The thought of my past activities revealed to my mother and Ara made me shiver in fear. I didn't care about others, I was forced to rule over them and none of them cared about the life I lived before, so it was not my business.