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Vincenzo POV

" Strip me ? firstly your men just shot bullets at my uncle and now you're dragging me against my will and capturing my brother " Snapped Daisy scowling like a wild bear. " i'll sue you, and call the police "

" Those threats ? ooh i’m scared " I frantically gasped looking scared .

" i do not care if you're an influential person, let me go idiota " Cursed Daisy frowning heavily ruining her brown painted lips as i cut her with an unexpected slap .

Her black long hairs christen her face haphazardly turning to the left .

My anger got the best of me but i do not regret it one bit she needs to know her place and who i am.

She dressed all black like she was a spy or something. Is it something to be wary of ?

I pointed my finger angrily. " not even my mobsters speak to me like that don't you d-

Slap.

She cut me abruptly with a returning hard slap.

Fiesty .

She stared at me boldly peering her eyes into mine, if eyes could kill, she'd have been six feet under.

I held her arm roughly hurling to her brother when she saw him with terrified, pitiful glassy deep green eyes that she could break down any minute .

" you heartless wench " Screamed Daisy madly making her less privileged brother groan in pain drawing her attention .

" Your finger mark, your finger " Repeated Daisy tremulously staring intently at the absent pinky.

" So his name is also mark ?" I scoffed sarcastically watching the struggling Mark, blood flowing less from his body now.

His face and back torn and bruised from the whips . He will die soon

" Daisy how ... how are you here ? " Muttered Aldo or Mark weakly on the cold floor with white pale lips and scarred face.

He was carresing her face.

" it's a long story mark you're dying what happened ? what did you do ? how did all this ? mark please explain " Pleaded, Daisy almost bursting into tears as her voice broke.

I locked the cage loudly which made her flinch back like the handsome devil i smirked before leaving here which reels of blood.

" What crime did i commit to have him lock me ? " Cried Daisy to open the cage of captivity i locked, banging and begging disturbing the air.

I bet her throat would start to hurt .

I marched towards the field, " get your weapons and follow me, where's Lucia ? "

" She followed Sir Matteo and Luca, boss " Replied slowly, a male mobster.

My phone suddenly vibrated continuously in my pants.

" We are late Enzo what the fuck was that pussy holding up. better hurry now , those valley's are here including that dickhead boss of theirs " Blared, Dad's voice impatiently.

How do they get information on our next moves ?

I slammed the car door headed to one Milan's shipping site with other cars following behind.
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The air was thick with the scent of salt and seaweed, mingling with the faint sound of jazz music from a nearby club and was also filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, and the sound of painful grunts.

Emilo’s [ Valley Clan Boss ] eyes were dark and piercing, and he wore a sly smile as he looking at me as i got down fiercely.

Bullets flew everywhere, and the sound of gunshots echoed through the ship, my mobsters’ own guns drawn.

My gun blazing as i moved from one rival mobster to the next.

Bodies collided, crashing against the pier like waves against the shore.

One man from the rival mob lunging at Matteo who came out from where i don't know , but he was too quick.

He sidestepped the attack and delivered a swift kick to the attacker's chest, sending him sprawling onto the concrete.

" Vinny your back " Shouted Matteo tweaking his sweaty head at me.

Another man came at me from behind, but i ducked and spun around, delivering a sharp elbow to his face.

They were like a pack of wolves, each one knowing their role in the hunt. But there was another pack, a rival mob.

My gun never faltering. I was like a shark in a pool of wounded fish, my eyes never leaving my targets.

Men fell to the ground, their lives ebbing away as they clutched at their wounds.

" Lucia ha guidato loro verso i pacchi, caricarli, affrettarsi !" Ordered Dad as he rushed behind the mobsters in protection.

Translation : [ Lucia lead them to the packages, load them,  hurry ]

Coward.

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A/N : Another blood fight, do you have any suspects or suspicions here though ?

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