Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

Leonardo's POV:

I think my eardrums will get damaged soon this bastard in front of me is screaming like no end, covered in blood, and begging and crying for mercy, while I am creating a new design on his body with my favorite knife. what a bloody mess,
Oh, I am Fucking loving it.

Well, he deserved that, bastard stole my important files and sold them to my business rivals. I hate traitors and liars and love to kill them in the worst way possible.
He thought he won't get caught but this fucker don't know that I am the mafia king
The day he messed with me he signed his own death warrant. I don't do any kind of mercy, It does not exist in my dictionary.

World-known me as a successful businessman. but not everyone knows that I am mafia king too. Only people in the Underworld know that, as we respect
"Omerta" but mafia king or not I do own business world too and people fear me.
They know I am a dangerous man and I get what I want. and if I want something I play dirty and I don't give to flying fuck what I have to do to get it done.
*if I want something it will be mine.*

S..sir please, I am sorry...d.. don't kill me p... please. *He said trying to free his hands which were tied in metal chains.

Tch, tch......... too late... Should have thought that before fucking with me bastard."

Well, it's enough entertainment for today. I am getting bored now, I spend too much time here with a final stroke and slide his throat making the blood splatter all over my clothes and dirty floor of the basement,
His body lay lifeless on the floor with deep cuts, missing fingers, and limbs in the pool of his own blood.

Satisfied with my work I ordered my man to clear this mess and left the basements.

We are in the mafia for generations now. I took over after my father, Since childhood, I have been doing this thing, my father trained. Killing, torture, gambling, and illegal business. My father started training me when I was 6

I respect him a lot even if we are mafia we
respect family and will always protect each other. we don't betray and kill family, I grew up in this but never wanted to become mafia king, but when I face this fucking world and its darkness then I realized how much it important to become a king as making others your puppet,
if you don't use people for your benefit then they will use you for theirs, so become a king instead of a pawn.

I am a good man only for my family. I demand fucking respect and obedience and of course fear, it gives me satisfaction and power. I love it when I see fear in people's eyes. I have destroyed every enemy who dared to raise a finger in front of me, we are the strongest and most dangerous Mafia in the world and I ruled the Underworld. No one defies me someone did they won't able to see the next, I make sure of that.

Turning on the shower and clean all the blood from my body looking at my body in the mirror. I have scars too many scars. bullet marks and cuts are hidden behind the tattoos, they perfectly cover my scars it's not like I am ashamed of them I got them when making my kingdom strong. and I don't regret it, I am proud of it.

I got a call from Nicolas that we have to final a day today he is my most trusted man and childhood friend, only he has the guts to call me by my name and of course because I let him to.

Getting ready and I left with Nicolas for the club. In which we are meeting with the dealers. As I passed the hallway my men bow in front of me showing me respect.

As we enter the club. we were welcomed with the view of people dancing and drinking with the sweaty bodies. we quickly enter the Vip area where everyone was waiting for us to arrive started our meeting discussing the deal.

A waitress came with our drinks, wearing a shorts skirt and showing her almost non-existent boobs with lust visible in her eyes. Years of practice and I know how to read people very well. It's not her fault women throw themselves at me/ either way for my money, my looks, or both. And I enjoy every second of it, why doesn't
I have never fucked any woman twice. I don't do love, I don't know how to do that. I
Fuck and only fuck hard. I have been with models, actresses, whore, every type of slim, curvy, and sometimes it becomes hard to get rid of them in the next morning with all the fucking drama. I don't force them to come with me by their own will and I appreciate it if they left in the morning minding their own business. Even if I am a monster I don't touch women their will.
Raping them is what I will never do in my whole life, I like them screaming and moaning my name under me and begging for more.

It's better to release your sexual frustration with a nightstand with no strings attached.  I like it that way. No woman has ever caught my attention and I am not looking for one either, I doubt someone will be able to do that. I am not a sappy relationship kind of man. All I want is money, power, and tight pussies to fuck.

We finally settled the deal the fear in the dealer's eyes shows me that they agree to my every condition as they don't have any choice anyway. They know who I am and What and capable of doing, after all

"I am not a man to be messed with.

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