VISIT TO MILAN

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Vincenzo POV

I killed him right on spot and didn't let him finish his sentence as a loud thud met the floor.

" Baby, baby, what's that sound, are you alright ? " Asked pitifully the bitch in the screen.

They don't even care about his life, it's just his money.

" I should've done that a long time ago " I mumbled less angry but more drained in sadness about the fact dad is dead and my most trusted buddy was -

I sniffed. "backstabbing dickhead, Matteo, how could you "

I weakly kneeled on the floor, clutching hard at my chest. " how would i do this all on my own "
The gun shot loudly and I'm sure the mobsters would get alert and arrive soon.

I marched to Dad's room just to walk in on a masturbation session and a nude video call.

On his laptop was a lady, exposing her naked lower, her fingers thrusting in her pale pinkish hole disgustingly.

She's not even pretty as HER.

" Matteo's dead, i killed him and you know too ? you both wanted to stab me at the back, hold on I shouldn't be surprised that it's you " I shrugged, the gun held tightly in my grasp.

" you killed Matteo ? " Screamed Dad in shock with wide eyes. " fuck you Vin, this is not what you gonna do your whole life, sell this goddamn thing and get marri-

Shoot . Again .

I weakly kneeled on the floor, clutching hard at my chest. " how would i do this all on my own "

" Mom, you've gone, he's gone too, now it's even I'm sure you're not happy with what I've done to dad but he fucking caused your death, luckily the two of us survived in that accident, he should've been to one to go instead of you, remaining you, Melinda, i'll take revenge, i promise, i promise you, i must kill Nicolas "
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Daisy POV

The crinkling sounds of slammed lockers repeated as i continued searching for any phone or gun, my blood coursing in haste and fear.

I knew that every second counted, and that I had to find what I was looking for before it was too late.

Suddenly, I spotted a phone, and my heart leapt.

I grabbed it and quickly dialed Dad's number. As I listened to the phone ring, I prayed that he would answer.

Finally, I heard his voice on the other end. 'Hello?' he said, his tone drowned with paleness, so weak and faltering.

" Dad ?" I say into the phone softly filled with worry and sadness. " I have limited time, dad you have to cooperate with me, their missions are always in the morning so the perfect time to attack when his mobsters are asleep nighttime, and will be weak and he usually smokes or ..... "

" have sex with me " i murmured inaudibly biting in my lower lip in disappointment and ashamedly.

Footsteps approaching as I quickly hugged my knees digging my pitiful face into them at a corner far away from the locker .

He walked past me towards the bathroom,the aura around him seems low, odd and very sad.

Doesn't he think i'll kill him, he doesn't see me as a threat anymore ?

He walked out soon enough, and immediately his eyes shoot at my frail figure in an instant. " get up "

I obviously did cause his eyes looks so unwelcoming and screams danger, I gulped getting on my feet.

He tucked his hand in his pocket drawing out a black - gun .

I sucked in breaths sharply as i felt the cold metal on my head, his strong palms roamed my body and i decided to hate my body from now on.

His body heat reacting with the tiny piece of clothing though i feel it's piercing deep beneath my skin, his seductive fingers reached my waist and then on my thighs I shifted uncomfortably because I didn't want to show he has so much effect on me, and the fact he's drawling upwards to my neck .

Stop. Don't stop.

" move " Commanded, Vincenzo sternly in a low husky tone .

He searched me . He did suspect i'll outsmart him right ? I almost stifle a laugh .

My shoulders plopping low as i sluggishly walked back into the cell of nothing but harsh memories.

They took out Mark's body.

Vincenzo abruptly locked the cell, then tweaked his head as a signal to my direction his black vague eyes followed, immediately two husky men with mean, hard faces stood at each ends.
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He burst through the cell, his eyes raging in visible fire, the green veins around his white neck almost popping out, his jaw clenched almost thought his teeths might break through. " you fucking called Drago huh ?"

" Give me the damn whips "

A steel-toed boot kicks me in the waist, fast, hard, hollow.

I’m swallowing nothing but the strangled gasps, the taste of blood in my mouth as I unwillingly hit the floor in a thud.

As soon as he whipped the three strokes of devilish pain across my back nonstops, I thought i'll die, like a million hot and spicy needless are tearing at me .

I couldn't help but cry out gasping at each whip of torture.

The shooting sounds alerted him, his eyes fixed outside the cell, long rope paused on the floor reeking of blood, a witness of death, a testament to the horrors that has taken place here.

" Damnit " Cursed, Vincenzo loudly hurling the whip across the innocent wall.

He didn't even bother to lock the cell, he ran out in speed, impatient of time.

I heaved a breath of relief.

"That saved me but could it be, Drago ?"  I mutter using my final strength wasted on slumping . " Saviour hurry "

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