The Don And His Flower

12

Valis watched the men looking through the rubble.

A slightly injured soldier waved a red lit glow stick.

A concrete and dry wall was lifted, another deceased body found. Valis felt his breath slowly come out, seeing pale bloody skin attached to the body get lifted up.

It wasn't her.

There was an attack on Sontarc hours ago. An attack that made little to no sense. The concrete walls that were surrounded, only one side was busted through. Multiple aligned bombs that were dug and hidden under the ground.

An ambush that none of the armed guards were prepared for. The men came by the dozens. Only two of the attackers remained alive, tied up in the main compounds basement.

Valis looked back at the third compound. His shoulder aching as he felt the bandage tighten once more over his bullet wound.

Looking over his shoulder, he felt the pat from his brother who kept their strapped guns over his shoulder. The buzz on Nikolai's phone made him answer it, sitting next to his elder brother on the grass. "I'm fine, baby...I know. Joseph, Im fi- okay. Yeah Valis is fine too. Yeah, unfortunately my dad does live another day. He just got some scrapes on his neck and back. Listen..okay baby, I have to go okay? Yes I promise I'll come back. Alright, I love you too."

The silence felt deafening as another glow of red swung in the air.

Another body.

"We'll find her. Whoever is alive or dead in that rubble. I promise you, brother. My naydem yeye."
We will find her.

Valis bowed his head, sniffling as the tear fell again. He looked over his bandaged shoulder. Shirtless and also bandaged, his father smoked a cigar, shaking his head and pointing at different directions while talking to another soldier.

"Fuck.." Valis felt the numbness over taking him. His brother put one hand to his chest, the other on his back. "Fuck, Valis. Breathe man. Valis!"

He grunted softly, arm under his stomach as he looked at his trembling hands. The glow of his phone becoming less blurry as he blinked the few tears out.

The waving of another glowing red stick kept his thumb over the familiar name on his own phone. Tapping the name, he held the phone with slight shaking to his ear.

"Valis. Long time no-"

"Was it you?"

There was a silence over the phone. Faint moaning stopped as rustling followed. "Mr. Russi?"

"O-One second. Adeline, don't move."
The shutting of the door made his side more quiet. Faint music played in the background. "What are you talking about Kholodov?"

"Was it..you? Don't fucking lie to me, either. If you harmed a single coil on her head-"

Valis sniffled, hands trembling as the phone is taken from him. He tightened the grip on his knees, listening to Nikolai talk with Lorenzo Russi.

"Okay just..keep an ear and eye open, I'll send you some pictures of her. I know, but the black market is desperate these days, Russi. Thanks..No he knows it wasn't you. He's just at an end right now. Keep in touch if you hear anything about it. Thank you."

Valis rasped his cries, heart painful as he saw another glow of the red stick waving.

Imani wasn't found.

So many dead civilians, their people. The small immediate communities and soldiers of Kholodov. So many of them dead.

Theo was in the distance limping. A solemn look to his eyes as he carried his sobbing sister, Hannah Marley. She wailed like a newborn baby, reaching over his shoulders as they separated her from a dead soldier. "Viktor!"

Her sobs echoed among the shouting and other crying that was expressed. He had a slimmer of hope, perhaps Imani was with Hannah. But if she was, what were the chances of her facing the same fate as that dead soldier? Of every body that was being out in a bag of thick plastic, a long zipper closing over them?

Valis looked back down to his shoes. Eyes heavy as he felt the pain intensify. "Matteo Vladmin is deceased. Knife to the throat. Anna and her mother are in severe condition."

Valis felt the anger reside in him. Slowly looking up to his father, who stood with an unexpressed look in his face. "Sorry for your loss." Valis sneered quietly. Looking at a woman getting carried out from the rubble with her leg broken as she clung to her crying child.

"Any word about the attack? Do you know what happened?" Nikolai watched his father look up at the dark night, few stars bearing witness at what had unfolded just a few hours ago.

"Valis." She cried, the tension from her scalp gone as the Don went back to mushing her face back into the cushions.

He groaned again, pushing against her body as he grabbed her left leg. The inhale was loud as she found a small crevice of unblocked air to take.

He lifted her leg slightly, squeezing it as his body slammed against hers. Her free hands pushed herself up as he pulled from her. Imani went scrambling to the floor, trying to get to her feet until she was pushed down. Her face slamming to the carpet made her turn around. Large hand came down hard only twice in a balled up fist.

Bloody nose and split lip stinging her skin. She mumbled a cry, hands up as she felt herself get pulled across the carpet slightly.

The Don was swift, removing his shirt as he picked the girl up. Arms swinging, Imani found her back against the wall, panties gone from her legs and on the floor as she clawed at the Dons back. Chipped nails bleeding the man as she cried out her groans.

"That's it, bitch. Don't hide it, I know you feel how good this is. You think my son gives good sex enough for you to call it rape? Wait until I'm fucking done with you. Tonight, you'll leave knowing you bled on two Kholodov cocks."

She screamed, body froze as she was met to the floor again. The ceiling light was flickering, wires probably fried from the ambush that was occuring.

Her knees were into the man's side, her attempts to separate her body from him a fail as she suddenly squeezed the man's shoulders. The guilting feeling heavy as the Don gave her the very familiar feeling that his son gave her twice before. Wet flesh massaged as he thrust his cock, her head to the side and tears falling as he fucked her through her orgasm.

"Look at you, pissing and creaming. You like this fucking dick, don't hide it. All over my shit. This is what you and your mother are good for. Tight cunt swallowing my cock. Fucking whore."

"Valis!"

"No." The Don looked between his two sons, settling his eyes on Valis.

"I don't know anything."