Chapter 23: Sweet Lies - Salty Sweet!

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(Mature Language 18 +)

"Ricky, andrà tutto bene. Abbiamo un vantaggio. Abbiamo tutto sotto controllo." (Ricky, everything is going to be fine. We have an upper hand. We have everything under control.)

Xander said looking at the flight that was just about to touch the runaway and land in Italy while Ricardo rolled his eyes at the situation thinking of the ways to jump right on Viktor and slit his throat off.

"Dobbiamo solo metterli a nudo fino alla festa di stasera. Ricordi che dobbiamo sapere chi ha ucciso suo padre e perché?" (We just have to bare them till the party tonight. Remember that we need to know who killed her father and why?)

Erasto said in a calm and composed tone setting his black sun shades making mental notes of how painful he wanted Viktor's death to be while Ricardo clenched his jaw remembering his last conversation with the crazy brother-sister duo.

Ricardo, who was already at the verge of losing his cool gritted his teeth and said in a super frustrated tone, "Sì, cazzo me lo ricordo e se stanotte non esce niente dalla sua bocca, gli taglierò la gola." (Yes, I f***** remember it and if nothing comes out of his mouth by tonight, I am going to slit his throat off.)

Of course his level of irritation and frustration was quite evident in his tone and the best friends shared a look at each other feeling pity for this man.

They would have definitely opted for a different plan but with less time they had in their hands this was the best possible way to sort it.

The fact that Red Vipers were responsible for Dr. Dean Williams' death was just enough for them to give Viktor the worst possible death.

Understanding what must be going on in his brother's mind, Erasto gently put his palm over his brother's shoulder blade and motivated him in a composed tone, "We need to be patient Ricky. I am sure you will do it and remember that you are doing this for our family, for Hazel and for giving her father the justice he deserves."

Smiling softly he looked at his elder brother and nodded his head stating the obvious in a nonchalant tone, "I understand that fra, but I really can't guarantee if I will be able to control myself from killing that witch."

As Xander narrowed his eyes into thin slits remembering the recent conversation he had with Sierra before leaving the house, Erasto raised his index finger and stated the obvious in a strict tone remembering his own conversation with Cici an hour back, "You better not. If you don't want to see us sleeping on the couches for the rest of our lives, you better not kill her. That's our women's quota."

True, the women literally warned the men saying that they could play with Viktor how much ever they want but Anastasia was their fish and they should be the only ones to scratch her eyes, kick her a**, burn her hair and what not?

And of course they even went to the extent of warning them that if they failed to give them what they want, the men can consider the couches as their beds for the rest of their lives! Well, it's needless to say that sex was also out of the picture which got these men in line; obviously!!

Ricardo, who actually happened to enjoy those warnings and the look on Erasto and Xander's faces, chuckled and teased them saying, "Then I might just enjoy killing her. You know two birds at one shot. Actually three. Isn't it Xander?"

"Shut your damn a** mouth you f*****!" Xander muttered glaring at this boy but Ricardo had no intensions of stopping and continued teasing them, "Hmmm! If I consider papa, zio and nonno too, then there will be five ferocious mafia men sleeping on the couches for the rest of their lives. LOL!"

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