The Devil's Angel

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐒𝐢𝐱

love
An intense feeling of deep affection.

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Kai Costello

Words couldn't describe what I was feeling at this very moment.

When I first walked in, my father was yelling at my mother. Tears were pouring out of her eyes, bruises on her body.

When my  father saw my presence he lifted the knife up to her throat. I tried to grab it but it was too late.

He ran it across her throat making her choke on her own blood. His eyes never left mine.

I went to help her but she was gone. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she laid limp on the floor, blood covering my shoes.

My blood was boiling, every sense of humanity left my body.

I lunged at my father, I smashed his face into the desk, throwing punch after punch, he gasped and pleaded.

He is not getting any easy death.

Blood trickled down his face and head. I grabbed his hair and dragged him down the hall and to the basement.

I opened the door and threw him in. I closed the door behind me and tied him to a chair. "You won't." My father spat at me which made me chuckle.

I grabbed a knife and pushed it through his arm. He groaned in pain.

Not good enough.

I looked over to the side of the room to see a bottle sitting to the side. I grabbed it and opened the cap.

Gasoline.

I watched as my father squirmed. "No kai, please we can talk about this, your mother went out with another man." He yelled at me. I ignored him. All I could see was red.

I walked over to him and drenched him in gasoline from head to toe. I took a lighter out of my pocket and brought it to his leg. "Burn bitch." The flame lit carrying up his leg.

He screamed and cried out rocking the chair. The flame cared, going up his body. "Now you know how I feel. I always feel like I'm burning, like I'm on fire. And you have always been the reason for it." His scream echoed the wall.

The flame covered his face and he was gone.

Finally, I was free.

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It's been a month. After killing my father I had to take over the mafia. All the men in the house wouldn't dare look in my direction disrespectfully.

They fear me even more than they did a month ago after seeing what I did to my father.

I no longer had to wear a mask to hide my identity.

I changed a few things and have mostly been working so I don't have to think of everything that has happened.

My emotions went from being everywhere to not existing any longer.

There was the annual masquerade ball that was being hosted by the Spanish mafia. My right hand, Grayson suggested I go to it. For business purposes.

At first, I disagreed but then concluded that he was right.

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Aurora Vega

It's been a month and I have done the saw thing every day.

Xavier said that I needed to go to my father's office today because he had something to talk to me about.