When the wind blows

Chapter 20: A Watchful Eye

Xhristian Xiao

Ill be Don in almost a week and the thought alone is wrecking havoc on my day to day life. Business needed to be handled and people needed to be dealt with in all little time. The people around me know it too. The last night in New York is spent with me out at two in the morning with what was supposed to be an easy pickup only to almost be double crossed by my own man.

My new appointment has people thinking little of me, but I refuse to be anything but the the devil I am. So I sat out side the warehouse furious and blood boiling.

Im gonna release a lot of this stress tonight and make an example.

I exit the car, my expensive shoes digging into the soul of the ground. I'd stripped myself of my suit jacket leaving me in a slightly unbuttoned white dress shirt that would soon be decorated with the blood of my enemy.

"Boss." The guard at the entrance door carrying a large Ak-47 in his hands greeted.

I nodded his way and walked into the building. All around me were drugs and guns. The crew unpacked all the new shipment and carried out their duties. Alias saw me entering and rushed over to my side.

"He's in the basement boss." He informed.

I went off, my hands digging their way into my pocket and my strides long and powerful. Times like this, where my emotions get at an all time high is when he takes over but tonight I took the pills. I want to be fully myself as I tear the skin off the one who dared betray the family.

Taking the elevator into the ground level I step out watching the farther I went down the dimmer the lights were. I stopped standing in front of the steel iron door, hearing the breaths beyond it.

With one twist and push the door swung open and the man kneeled in the ground hooking to the tone of chains lifted his head to meet my eyes.

( ▶️ bad ~ Royal Deluxe)

In his eyes there held fear. Fear gave me strength and he gave me strength to tear him to pieces.

"You've wished for death and I'm here to grant it to you."

In front of me sat a long steel table with substances and tools even the worst person who'd ever walked this earth feared.

As I picked up the small scalpel from the table it wasn't the tool that he feared it became me. The smile on my face that seemed to praise the little thing was what had him terrified.

"Let's play."

The chains connected to him shook and rattled the closer I came to him. He whimpered into the cloth that he was gagged with. I took the cloth out only to hear the sweet sounds that I call lullaby's.

"Scream." I whispered into his ear right before I softly gauged out his eyes.

That was just the bare minimum of what I did to him afterwards. The roomed was where I personally carved out his soul. I made him feel every thing I did, all while blind to what I was gonna do next.

Those monsters you worry about when the lights are off are real. I made sure I was the monster he feared until the very last second, when his body had been mutilated and torn enough.

The only sound was my my breathing and the last few twitches of his dying corpse. However, before he took that last breath he said something. I faced him with the tilt of my head, the monster still very much existent.

"La Caduta."

My eyes turned to slits as he took his last breath and at that very moment a knock appeared at the door.