A/N: There is a casino scene. Oh just before you wonder why I didn't give full details; well that's because I know nothing about the games. Please bare with me😭. Thank you😁.
Desmond's POV***
"Now let's talk shall we." Danielle pulled a chair in front of Gregory and sat down. "Do you wanna guess why you're here."
His italian accent was thick through his english. The fact that he's Mexican and Italian and you can't really tell if he doesn't want you to know.
He mostly speak like that when he's angry or disappointed or something.
Or his personality switched.
Nathan came back from parking the cars in the garage, hoping that the cops don't find it weird.
"I-I don't know w-what I did to be h-here." He answered.
Danielle started to laugh. Oh shit. "Of course you do. You were smart enough to disable the cameras. And you started stammering as you started to speak. I got something I want you to see."
I took his laptop and opened it. He
looked for the video and showed it to him as his eyes widened."Yes you saw me with a gun but that doesn't prove anything." Danielle closed the laptop and hit him with it in his throat, he started to gasp for air.
He was about to hit him again but Rick took it from him. "You've got a lot of info on this let's not break it. Use something else." Gregory was still gasping for air.
Danielle held his windpipe and shook it a little bit and he started to breathe again. He smiled. "I'm sorry that wasn't supposed to happen, yet, I lost my temper a little there, forgive me."
He's a psychopath when it comes to business. "Remember I know where you live. You have a wife and a kid right? How-"
"No please I'll tell you every, just please don't hurt them. My family was threatened okay I had to do it."
"Bullshit!!" He flung his chair across the room, his pupil got bigger. How did I know? He has grey eyes so it's obvious.
"My dad did everything in his power to keep his men safe. He could've protected you like he always do. You've been working with him for years and you just killed him like you didn't know him. But you made your choice, he's dead and he ain't coming back. Who ordered you to do it?"
His voice was shaking. Gregory was crying. "I'm sorry but I don't know. I got a phone call and they took a picture of my wife and kids in my house and said if I didn't kill him they would die. Please I told you everything I know don't hurt my family."
"Well you didn't let me finish. How would your family feel knowing that you killed a man who protected you, and ended up dying anyways. I'm not a big fan of killing children or women or any family member in that matter. "
He sighed in relief. He made him crack even faster than his father. Dan was a big fan of torturing and so was Danielle.
He stooped down in front of Gregory and held his fingers. "I understand now Greg. Guessing you didn't tell them anything about the family, you don't have to lose your tongue."
He bend his finger upwards and Gregory screamed in pain. "Oops my hand slipped, but it's not fair to have one side broken now is it?"
He smiled and held his other hand. "A little different since I got a lot of time." He held his middle finger.
"No no no no please stop!"
Danielle chuckled. I'm not a big fan of calling him Karito in my mind. That's for when I'm taking to him. "Don't be a baby, man up Gregory." With that he broke them one by one with a screaming Gregory.
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Mafia's Alliance
ActionDanielle De'Morte Junior is the owner of De'Morte's Architecture and the mafia boss of a small mafia gang called Reapers. After his father's died, he became the owner of every business his father owned, and now he's the boss of a bigger gang. Even t...