My Devious Soul

Speciality

Elijah's POV:
I got in the car with Bruno and he drove us to the old hall where my mission was going to be finished when suddenly my phone called,it was Yana.

"Yeah,mon amour?"I said with a calm voice,but on the other side of the line was nothing to be heard which made my heart skip a beat.

"Are you alright?"I heard her voice finally which made me sigh in relief.

"Yeah,I'm fine,I'm on my way to finish it."I replied happily,silence stroke on the other side of the line."Then I won't be holding you any longer."Yana maintained being proud of me.

"I love you,mon amour!"I declared,"I love you,too!"She said fulfilling.

I hung up and took a deep breath before I asked Bruno how much longer."Thirty more minutes,sir."He informed looking into the rear-view mirror,I thanked.

I was waiting inpatient in the backseat to finally put an end to this situation which I should have done that from the beginning,but I showed respect,a lot of respect because of Alexander.

But now I realized some people don't deserve it all!

Thirty seconds later...
I finally reached the abandoned hall and right in front of it,my men were waiting for me.

They bowed when I got in front of them and Pierre who stood in the middle informed me"Ezekiel is conscious,sir."

I nodded and thanked in response.

They opened the two huge metallic gates and made space for me so I can get inside while they all were waiting outside.They slid the door to close it and I was inside the giant cold hall where only a few sources were bringing light.

Only Ezekiel and I.

Slowly and with heavy steps I started approaching the one who wanted to ruin me,the one who brought the most pain in my life,the one who didn't even deserve to look at.My rival!

As I approached him,he was tied up from the bottom to the top on a light brown wooden chair looking all wet and exhausted.I stopped being nine feet away from him when I remarked his arrogant look on his face.

"You've...won."He said defeated and I tilted my head to the right while I put my hands behind my back."Now...why don't you...shoot me...so you can get end this...in your own way...bâstard?"Ezekiel mocked me trying to smirk.

"You won't die so fast."I informed him,he chuckled.

"Why didn't you kill me...when you had the chance to?"He wanted to know,I replied directly"I like fucking with my rivals."And added a smirk,another chuckle escaped through his lips while I watched him annoyed.

I cleared my throat before I started speaking loud and clearly."You had so many chances to not encounter me,but you forced my hand and now you ended where you actually supposed to be from the beginning on."

Ezekiel didn't say a single word and I continued"But now I'm going to give you the lesson you deserve the most,mon frère."

Suddenly gasoline started spreading from the sprinklers above Ezekiel covering him and the area he was sitting.He tried to protect himself,but it was useless.

As the spreading stopped he was breathing all heavily,gasoline was dripping down from his hair and clothes all of that left me with a smirk on the face.

He looked up at me and asked"Why do you want to use such a barbaric torture?"I scoffed before I uttered as a question"Barbaric?"

He didn't say anything.

"This world we're living in is barbaric."I mentioned strongly.

"Shoot me!"Ezekiel yelled badly."Shoot me and you'll get rid of me faster than you think."He added desperately.

I bit my bottom lip as I watched my enemy being desperate after death.I scoffed starting to laugh under my breath,but that laugh disappeared in within three seconds and I threw him a sharp look.

"You...don't...know...me!"I claimed with a husky voice."Fucking with my rivals is my specialty."I maintained wanting to make myself clear.

Suddenly music started playing in the entire hall which was a sign for me.

I took a deep breath and took out of my right trousers' pocket the grey lighter with the mafia symbol engraved on it.

I opened its lid and lit it making the orange flame pop up.

"No...No!"Ezekiel mumbled knowing exactly what was going to happen.

"Hope you'll enjoy the atmosphere and I'll look forward to see each other again...maybe in the hell."I supposed ironically and turned around.

I started walking away with a smirk while hearing my adoptive brother's desperate yells which were like music to me.

I applied my special skill and threw the lighter over his right shoulder without looking back and within five seconds the stoned floor was caught on fire which started spreading in within a second.

Ezekiel's shouts were still hearable while I continued walking gracefully away.

Elijah's mind
I won!

The inspiration for the chapter