King Of WANDS

Chapter 1

NICHOLAS ACCARDI

As he breaks the last bone in the body of his traitor, he realizes he was always meant for this shit. He never knew he'll feel this much peace in killing and torturing people, but again, torturing and killing people is what runs in his blood and that's what helps his blood pumping.

After breaking the last bone, Nicholas looks at the man laying dead on his feet. He walks away from him towards the only table in the torture cell, although he liked to call it a torture cell, it was more like a place which screamed darkness and demons, maybe that's why Nicholas named this club, in which the torture cell was situated, Dark Demons. The torture cell was in the basement so not many people knew about it, except the made men in his organization.

Nicholas picked up a white cloth and tried to wipe his bloody hands, after wiping his hands roughly, he picked up the glass of vodka and drowned the liquid in one go. And made his way towards the exit door of the cell. Once outside the basement door, he nodded towards two of his bodyguards, and they went inside, probably to take care of the body.

Nicholas made his way towards the stairs which led to the upper basement where he went straight towards the office of the enforcer of the Italian mafia organization or more likely towards the head of his security, Alex.

The moment he stepped inside, he started heading towards the washroom of the office, but a scolded voice stopped him in the middle, "How many times have I told you not to enter my office, in this condition, I just bought that carpet few days back, dammit." Alex said still looking down at the screen of his laptop.

"Careful, or I might think you're disrespecting the future king, lexi." Nicholas said, with a playful wink.

"Probably, the only reason you're still breathing is because you're going to be the future king." Alex replied now looking at Nicholas.

"And I thought you loved me." Nicholas said with a smirk.

"Shut up, now go and get changed and ask your cleaning crew to clean these footprints you left; the club workers won't do it." Alex says, giving his attention back to the laptop screen.

"Fine I'll handle it." Nicholas mutters while walking towards the bathroom door.

After few moments Nicholas emerged from the bathroom, dressed in new and clean clothes, he went straight towards Alex's desk and picked his watch, phone and wallet and without another word started heading towards the main door, when Alex's voice again stopped it.

"The floor's still not clean, yet."

"Well, I can see that and on my way to the meeting I'll call Daniel, he'll take care of it." Nicholas replied, which made Alex to ask another question.

"Which meeting?"

"Meeting with the Royals, Lexi. You forgot every once in a while, we do this, so that we can stay in touch."

"You're in touch with those boys almost every day. Because of our business deals and your childhood friendship." Alex argued.

"Yes, I know. But this is not a business meeting. It's a meeting where four childhood best friends sit together and talk freely, forgetting their king image." Nicholas said with a smile on his face, he won't mention to them but this was his favorite moment with his best friends.