The Real Boss

Chapter 20- Dark Paradise

Scooby Doo taught us that the real monsters are humans, and if that isn't deep I don't know what is- unknown

"How are you today, boss." the stocky man said opening the door said for his boss.

"Lets say I'm in a good mood." He said with a half grin.

He walked toward the warehouse doors, with a guard waiting to open the door for him instantly. He looked around the warehouse which was surrounded by boxes and guards, after mazing around stacks of boxes he found his prey laying on the ground with bruises, ripped clothes, distressed hair and a foul odor. The fact that she was a spitting image of his now fiancée almost made him feel sorry for her. Almost.

"Cara fucked her up pretty badly." the Mexican guard informed his boss.

"I see.....nice job, Cara!"

"Thanks Marcello." Cara blushed.

"I need a chair." he said knowing he would probably be there for a minute, instantly somebody practically ran to grab a chair for Marcello to sit on. Taking his seat, he observed the young girl that lay in front of him she looked like he very woman that he loved and wanted to spend the rest his life with but she was everything he hated in a person- a snake. "Wake her up." On que Cara begin to smack Yasmine across her face until she heard her moan from confusion "Wake up bitch, the man of the hour is here." Cara smiled.

"Mm, how'd you sleep?" Marcello said sarcastically

"Yasmine looked at him weakly before mumbling "fuck you."

"Oh you'll find out what 'fuck you' really means later" Marcello picked her up my her neck and delivered a smack across her face that sent her back to the ground "And watch your mouth, whore!" Marcello went to one of the boxes and reached inside and grabbed a long, thick, black whip. "This is for later." he gave her sinister smile setting the whip next to his chair. Yasmine begin to cry because she knew sooner or later that whip would be penetrating against her skin.

"Stop the water works, they mean nothing to me or them."

"What the fuck did I do to you?" She spoke with anger and fear.

"Oh you've done quite allot to me and my fiancée. Oh but that plan you made at the mall as almost clever. Why?"

"Because he wouldn't have hurt her and I needed the money." she quivered

"So was the money worth it?"

She thought about the question, of course no money would be worth being tortured and humiliated in front of stranger and your twin sisters man. She had too much pride to just ball up and be remorseful when she was sure she wouldn't make it out alive. So she grinned tearful eyes "Best money ever spent."

He returned the grin "Great. Just great." Although Marcello didn't want to admit it Yasmine and him shared the same characteristics when he was younger and still trying to build his empire. He wouldn't bow down to no one that's one of the many reasons that made him the respected man he is today, he had killed, set up, and betray people. He had told his fiancée Cashmire that he killed in his younger days but what he left out was that some of the killings were of business partners and close friends that he felt were getting in the way of his money. He couldn't let her get away with putting his woman in harms way, he respected every ones' hustle as long as it didn't interfere with his hustle or his loved ones and hers did! The thought alone of something happening to Cashmire made him want to kill her with his bare hands, but he wouldn't he wanted her to suffer for all the shit she put her through, the love she once held back from him because she was so busy stressing about why her twin was treating her badly and always harming her.