TWENTY: "I Don't Know What We Are But I Miss Who We Were..."

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This is your driver on the mic, we are on a bumpy road get ready for this very bumpy ride of emotions and smut!

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-Juliano

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-Juliano

A Few Days Later

My father decided it would be best to have security guards along the estate area and inside of the house.

Aurora hasn't said anything about this yet but I just know it's going to happen soon.

The Russians have been trying to send spies and other people down here for information and to try and kill the future don to be which is Alessandro.

I am currently at the warehouse, father has me here to kill the snitch that has told the Russians about our important information on the mafia and future plans.

I shouldn't even have to be here. It should be Alessandro, he's the future Mafia don...

I walk down into the basement of the ware house to see a bloodied man sitting in a chair tied up. I look over to the guard to tell them that they can now leave the room.

I walk over to the table that has a bunch of different torture devices on it. I grab a blade, I flip it a few times in the air to see if it's balanced.

I walk over to the man that's sitting in the chair. He looks me straight in the eyes with no expression or emotion on his face. But that'll change in no time.

I stab him in the thigh as he starts to yell in pain. I pull the blade out of his leg and let his thigh bleed out. I start to ask him questions.

"How much of our information did you tell them?" He whines, "I told them nothing." I shake my head at him. I walk back to the table and grab the torch.

I'm a quick worker.

I light the torch and walk back over to the man. I run the torch along the skin on his arm as he try's to move away from the torch but can't because of the restraints.

I try not to laugh at how weak and helpless he looks.

This is pretty entertaining if you ask me.

I remove the torch and asked the same question again, "How much information did you tell them?"

He cries out saying, "I don't know!" I shake my head, "That isn't an answer I will take," I said angrily I stab him in his other thigh as he screams in pain.

"I said, how much did you tell them?" He cries some more as I just smirk at him. He shakes his head and says, "Everything I knew, everything I knew."

I nod at his final answer. I grab the blade and pull it out of his thigh and then I slit his throat.

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