Manners with the Devil

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L U C A S       S A N T O R O

"GIAVANNA!" My dry mouth yells as my body moves as fast as I could towards the four figures standing at the side of my mansion.

Just ten seconds away.

Seven seconds away.

Three seconds away.

I need to see if she is okay. These men are harsh. And Marcelo isn't strong enough to hold them both back.

The four of them stood there glaring at me like I just ate a cow's anus.

However, I couldn't focus upon their faces. I needed to focus on how Giavanna and Marcelo have Adrian and Thomas stabled between their guns.

I contain myself.

Quickly, my eyes examine Giavanna's body from head to toe to make sure that she is not hurt. Gladly, I couldn't see any damage upon her precious skin.

"What are you doing? I told you to meet me at the front, not stalking my girl." I spit at Adrian who was in the hands of Giavanna.

A small snicker escaped from Thomas' lips from beside me. I turn to see Marcelo flinching whilst attempting to hold the barrel back into the position on Thomas' head.

I sigh, "Marcelo, just search him. Fucking useless."

Instantly. Marcelo placed his gun back inside his pocket and heaved Thomas' body against the brick wall of the mansion and began to search him.

Then, I turned back around to Giavanna who remained still. Her hazel eyes watching Marcelo and Thomas.

"Remove the barrel off his head." I speak.

Her eyes slowly turn to gaze deeply inside mine. A worried look appears through them.

My heart stops. I hate when she looks at me like that. Like something has happened. Like something horrible happened.

"Where's Sebastien." She mouths the words to me, as if she is scared to be asking, as if she shouldn't ask, as if Sebastien is dead, as if Adrian and Thomas are here for her.

She thinks I'm handing her over to them.

Shit.

Immediately, I respond to tell her that he is inside and ready to be handed over - in Italian-. I'm telling the raw truth. I'd never lie to my amore.

She nods and I can tell she feels relived as her eyes don't have that strange worried look inside them anymore.

"Remove the gun, Gia." I repeat, calmly.

Her body tenses up again as she hesitates, but then her grip on the gun let's go as the weapon drops to the floor, creating a loud bang upon the concrete, and maybe even a dent.

Adrian flinches.

I immediately grab Adrian by the shoulders and pushed him forcefully against the wall, as Marcelo did the same with Thomas.

He knows not to move.

He's in my territory.

I'm powerful.

He's not.

My hands rummage through his pockets to find a small shotgun sitting there. I slide it across the concrete towards Giavanna's feet. Before I take my eyes away, I see her hand reach for it.

I continue to search him but found nothing else.

Weird.

"Done?" I ask Marcelo as he let's go of Thomas.

He passes a shotgun which he found on Thomas to me, then, I passed it to Giavanna.

I've got work to do.

I can tell it's beginning of morning since the sun is poking through the trees, so I shouldn't waste any more time than I already have. I was supposed to be finished handing Sebastien over at 6:10. It's now 6:45.

"Antono, vieni fuori e porta Adrian e Thomas nel seminterrato." I speak through the earpiece.
(Antono, come outside and take Adrian and Thomas to the basement)

Minutes of waiting later, he comes rushing outside the mansion with sweat pouring off his face like a fountain and giving dirty looks to Giavanna and Marcelo.

I glare at him.

He'll get a beating later. No one fucking looks at Giavanna like that. No one.

He moves his eyes to the two men, "Thomas, Adrian, follow me."

The three of them walk off towards the front of my house.

Once they were gone, I turned my focus straight to Giavanna.

"Amore, are you okay?" I question, shoving my body against hers to warm her into a hug.

"I'm fine." Her stubborn lips spawn out. But I love it.

"I wasn't handing you over to them. Marcelo just fucking messed up my plan." I turn my stare to Marcelo as I speak, and he rolls his eyes.

She pulls out of the hug and looks up at me, her dreamy eyes swallow making me want to do things with her. 

"Yeah, he is pretty shit at these missions." she slightly chuckles, causing me to snap out of my gaze in her eyes.

"AY! No, no, no! YOU were the one that started playing fucking cats and dogs on the ground." Marcelo steps closer in anger.

"No, you where the one that said I loved Lucas." She emphasises my name as if it was a stupid thing. As if I'm stupid.

"Okay, shut up now." I immediately speak up, hearing that she doesn't love me hurts like a bitch.

I may be acting childish for getting quite offended to hear that she doesn't like me. But knowing that the one girl my eyes have only woken to, the one girl that makes me hard, the one girl I love, doesn't love me. It goddamn hurts like a bitch.

They both roll their eyes at me, and we started to stroll down to the front of my house and through the front door.

"Do you want to change into something else?" I ask Giavanna since all she was wearing was a hoodie, shorts and socks. 

"No, I'm fine." She mutters.

"Tell me if you get cold, okay?" I speak.

She nods and we then walked in the direction of the basement door, since that is where everyone is waiting for Sebastien.

"Bonjour!" Thomas screeches in a happy mood as our steps echo down the basement room.

My head nods at Antono which gave him the signal to fetch Sebastien from the other room inside the basement.

Antono quickly shuffles his feet towards a large metal door and unlocked it with a passcode.

We all watched him go inside and come back out with a dead looking man on his shoulders.

But of course, he wasn't dead. I just wanted the information I needed from him, so it took a lot of beating to retrieve it.

Antono carries Sebastien over to me and I grab hold of him by the ear.

A low grunt comes from his mouth as I do so.

"Let's go then." Adrian huffs, walking up to me, with his hand out to reach for Sebastien.

I pull back, "About that."

*gunshot*