piccolo tesoro

Fingernails

Vincenzo:

August 26th 2022

I watch Arabella walk out the door my eyes immediately falling to her ass as she got up to the point where she closed the door behind her. I look back at Matthew who unfortunately, for him, was looking as well.

I swiftly grab my gun from my waistband and set it on the table. Matthew looks at me quickly as he here's the noise of my gun coming in contact with the table, "Boss-" I shake my head smirking as I grab one of the knives from the table. Matthews eyes dart to the knife but he doesn't have time to move before the knife is through his hand, and the table.

Blood drips from his hand aggressively as he lets it a shy whimper, "I thought you were tough Matthew. This doesn't look like tough." He lets out a gasp in pain as his other hand reaches to grab the knife but I stop him quickly. Grabbing his wrist and breaking it.

Something my dad taught me, I know how bad that shit hurts.

He screams as I slam his hand on the table before grabbing a new knife and stabbing through that hand. I admire my work, Both hands are pinned to the table with knives as he shrieks. "Boss, I- I can get the payment and I'll tell you whatever you want to know-"

I shake my head and let out a deep laugh, not the kind that comes out with Arabella, the kind when I know things are going my way, "Okay. Go on, why did you order a kill for the chiefs daughter? Why not do it yourself, who sent you. Where are they-"

Matthews face is pale and light tears stain his face yet he still feels like he has the right to interrupt, "What even is it to you. You have that hot peice of ass, you're the richest man in the world, you fucking drown in pussy-"

I grab his collar pulling him across the table but making sure his hands stay pinned down, he lets out a scream as the knife pulls on his flesh. "Answer the god damn questions. Or I'll fucking kill you, and not in a pretty fucking way Matthew. I'm not always generous enough to just put a bullet through your head. Let me play it out for you, before you make up your mind, I'll start with your fingernails, tearing each of them off. Then Your tongue, rip that thing off with some help of the extra knives on the table of course. Maybe move to ears, or teeth depends on how I'm feeling. I'll leave your eyes for last, I want you watching the whole thing of course. When I feel like I'm about done Ill shoot your stomach but not fatally so I have time to rip your eyes out so you can fully feel all the pain at once. After you die Ill cut you up, skin you maybe. Deliver you to your families house. Give them a shock."

I stay completely monotone while I speak and I let out a light smile when I see a tear fall down Matthews face. "Or, you could give me the information and this could be painless. Besides the quick shot in the head everything will be fine. So what'll it be Matthew?"

He tries to pull away from me but I hold him there, "I ordered to kill for the money, he's offering 100 million now. But as for the rest, I- I'd rather die then be a fucking snitch."

He smirks before finishing making my eyebrows furrow, "I know why you're so protective, that's her. The girl who was next to you. She's his daughter, isn't she? Kill me, I don't care, people will find out you're hiding her and they'll kill you too."

Fuck.

I grab his collar pulling him up the knives cutting completely through him as I grab him. I throw him on the ground grabbing a different knife, peeling back his finger nails with my blade as his screams break my ears.

Fuck FUCK.

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I looked at the dead half human on the ground, his rotting body making me feel annoyed. I leave him on the ground as I reach the door handle, but before I open it fully I hear my favorite noise.

Tied favorite.

Arabella's giggle coming from outside the door, at first I feel the joyful twinge in my heart but quickly after I feel a sort of pain.

Who could she be talking to to that could be that funny, who could make her laugh like that. Who could make her laugh like I could, like I'm supposed to.

I open the handle roughly and slammed it behind me catching the attention of a once giggling Arabella, and a oddly giddy Mario. I don't like the way I caught him looking at her, the way he looked at her with a smile on his face that I had never seen before. I knew why, anyone within distance of Arabella couldn't be miserable, but that doesn't mean I want people looking at her with lust, that's my job- "Vincenzo?"

She looked up at me from her chair, her eyes drifted down to my clean attire. I changed before walking out, I was far too bloody to walk out of the building and also drive home.

I look down at her and then at Mario whose smile fades almost immediately as I glare. He stands up quickly grabbing Arabella's hand and kissing it, "Thank you for the company piccolo capo, beautiful dress by the way." She smiles and a blush spreads across her face, piccolo capo.

Little boss. I don't fucking like nicknames.

I walk towards Mario getting in his face "you can fucking leave now-" Arabella quickly moves in front of me standing facing Mario. She wraps one of her arms around me holding me to her back, "Thank you Mario for everything I had a lot of fun, I hope to see you again soon." He nods before giving me and smirk and walking away. He's a dead fucking man.

Suddenly I'm being pulled by a tiny hand pulling me down stairs, I follow her until we're standing in front of my car. She had this adorable most non threatening, threatening look on her face, "Get in the car Vincenzo."

Am I turned on by this?

I open my door as she moves to her side immediately opening her own, she scoots as far over as possible to her side and rolls down her window looking out. Her hair is blowing in the wind, "You look beautiful Arabella." She rolls her eyes making me grab her thigh and tightening a grip on it, she instantly turns glaring at me.

"What the fuck is your problem Arabella." She rolls her eyes again, "Roll your fucking eyes again Arabella I dare you babe."

She almost smiles while she shakes her head, "Why were you so rude to Mario, he was being kind." It's my turn to laugh now as I keep driving looking at her every so often, "Vincenzo."

I shake my head, "What Arabella."

She shakes her head copying me, "Never mind." The rest of the car ride is silent she moved her leg away from me so my hand was empty. I don't fucking know what she wants from me, she wants me to just be okay with my friend flirting with her and her flirting back.

No.

When we finally arrive I open walk around to open her door but she's already out storming like a child to the house. I follow her upstairs until she gets to the stairs, I know she wants to sleep in my bed but she won't. I call up to her,"Arabella can we just talk."

She turns to look at me a few stairs above me, "Will you listen?" I nod. She doesn't answer, she just makes her way to my door before pressing the code I taught her and going inside.

Guess I'll check on my club tomorrow.

A/N:
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