Twisted Revenge by A.ZChaudhry

Chapter 7

ALESSIO

I threw the woman off of me after having my release when I went to the bathroom to get free. Coming out after five minutes, I buckled up my pants and saw the prostitute lying on the bed, completely naked, with awfully horrible makeup on, batting her eyelashes at me trying to seduce me, which somehow made bile build up my throat. A little less makeup might have itched me less.

I snapped my fingers, "Get up."

She swayed her hips and ass purposely towards me when she got on all fours and started crawling towards me. Whipping my gun out of my waistband, I pointed at her when her features suddenly slackened and she stopped moving.

"I said get up, not crawl like a dog."

Her brows furrowed displaying confusion when she stood up as I pointed at her naked body, "Fancy dying this way and people finding you, or want to put clothes on?"

She stammered, "W-w-what?"

"Hai voglia di morire in questo modo e la gente ti trova, o vuoi vestirti?"

She appeared confused, "Excuse me?"

"Hast du Lust, auf diese Weise zu sterben und die Leute dich zu finden, oder möchtest dich kleid?"

"What the hell are you even saying?"

"Language."

"Sorry."

I rolled my eyes, my gun still pointing at her, "Neither did you get what I said in English, neither Italian, nor German, what the fuck is up with you?"

She started taking in deep breaths, deliberately moving her breasts for me when I conveniently ignored them.

"What did you mean by that statement?"

I rolled my eyes and sighed when I took a cigarette out, lit it and inhaled a very peaceful drag from it, "I'm the capo. I fuck and kill, it's always been known."

Fear flashed across her face when she got off the bed and staggered towards the wall, "N-no, nothing was written like this."

I chuckled, "Written where? The menu? Before the appetizers?"

She grabbed the bedsheet and wrapped it around herself when I shrugged my shoulders, "Better."

"Please. Stop. What do you mean by kill? What did I do?"

"You had a fuck with me."

"But it was with your own consent!"

"Did you hear me denying that or mentioning that you raped me because trust me when I say this, you can't lay a finger on me if I don't want to."

She held up her hand, "Look, Alessio-" I fired a bullet deliberately right next to her head when she screamed and slowly started to skid down the wall but stopped herself. Her fearful eyes looked into mine when my gun was aiming directly at her as fury roared within my veins, "Who. The. Bloody. Fuck allowed you to use my name? Who-"

"Okay okay fine, I am sorry. I-" I fired another bullet when she screamed and covered her ears for a moment. When no more came, she looked at me, tears streaming down her face, "Why are you-"

"I hate it when people interrupt me. I am the boss here, you aren't. You listen to me, I don't. You carry out my orders, I don't. You fucking depend on me, I don't."

She raised her hand and started crying, "Look, I just-"

I pointed the gun at her, "Jessica Sarah Williams," her eyes widened when I smirked. She was wearing a mask which looked so much like a real face but I knew better. She joined my clan under the name of Rina but I caught her within a few seconds as to who she was. The daughter of the Australian mafia, a girl who just carries out her dad's and boyfriend's orders. The boyfriend who was fucking her father's wife, her own mother but she was blind to the fact and so was her pussy father.