Black Tulip

Chapter 9

Leonardo POV

The belt is progressively tightening around my family, and it is time for action for them to realise who they are dealing with. Father is requesting bloodshed, and I agree with him, although our opinions are not so often complementary.

I was asking Giovanni to gather all the details regarding Lucky's movements and make preparations for the trip.

The three-hour flight make me impatient. I want to finish with junkies as soon as possible and return to our main problem. Fucking Lucky has lost the last cell in his brain.

At the airport, our guards are waiting to accompany us to the limousine. Our soldiers are prepared for unwavering allegiance, timeliness, obedience, and lethal battle. One of the benefits of our organisation.

"How dare they think they stand a chance to break down our walls? "I thought to myself.

Who has the balls to be a rat in our ranks? It must be a funny joke, but with a dead wish!

As previously confirmed, Lucky is on the a yacht, living the life of a playboy. Loud techno music, neon lights, and a combination of sultry voices reveal the wildness that exists in the open area of the yacht. I move the canopies and, not surprisingly, I am confronted by the orgies.

Intertwined male and female bodies are on the sofas and floors, with some of the women performing striptease, splashing champagne, licking each other, or playing naughty in the foam pool. Drinks and cocaine are scattered on the bars and tables.

In their imaginary world, they feel exceptional, desirable, and powerful, a world in which basic instincts are taking over control of all senses and mind.

My strong, dark aura is attracting their lustful gazes. I'm used to people either feeling fear or lust towards me.

I'm not a saint. I need, from time to time, a good fuck to release tension and express my creativity. A magic dick can come in handy in business.

A fiery redhead is approaching me. She has a figure that matches her fiery hair. I appreciate passionate, strong women because the beast within me wants to be pleased. She gives me a mischievous glance, brushing her long nails over my chest.

"I didn't expect to see a handsome guy like you at the party.
"A pleasant surprise!" She takes my collar and pulls me closer, forcing me to hear her welcoming words.

I felt a small smile on my neck. Obviously, she is pleased with herself.

"Not now, Sugar. I have unfinished business. When I'm done, you might be useful to me. Hm?"

I turned her around and pressed her naked ass against my hard member. She moans, rubbing her ass up and down against it.

I take a little step back and graze her ear with my teeth. Her rate of breathing is increasing.

"Can you help me find Lucky?" I drop my voice a few octaves, sending chills down her spine. She looks over her shoulder and beckons for me to follow her.

Lucky is inside the cabin, sitting comfortably on the sofa. While one blonde gives him a lap dance, his head is between the ass-cheeks of another blonde, simultaneously massaging her huge, fake breasts.

"I'm expecting a call!" The redhead winks at me before returning to the party.

"Be ready." I spank her ass and tell the boys to close the cabin and switch on the lights.

Lucky pauses for a second to check who is interrupting him.

"The fuck! Switch off the lights and get out! Don't interrupt my licky-cheeky game!"

"Give me back your gorgeous cheeks, baby."
He is oblivious to my presence.

I am sitting on the sofa across from Lucky, leaning back and stretching my arms across the backrest. Crossing my foot over my knee, I take the lighter and light my cigarette. With my first smoke, I'm soothing my nerves to prevent spilling Lucky's brain.

"I don't think that's a smart move, Lucky." My voice conveys a clear message.

Lucky is in panic mode, as if hearing the morning alarm go off. He pushes the blondes away from him and looks at me with disbelief.

Good. He still recognises the warning bells.

"Leonardo?"

Question or statement, I'm not sure what it is, but Lucky is surprised and anxious. As he should have been.

"Tell the girls the party is over. We have a little chat to do. "

"Right?"

Since the atmosphere is more than obvious, girls are willing to  leave the cabin.

"I assume you know the reason of my visit." He is nodding.

"Now, I want a damn good explanation why I had to cross the state and come here. Speak!"

"Leo, the Mexicans obtained the cocaine and started selling it for a low price. The quality remains the same. Our customers grumbled about the cocaine we gave them. It is very pricey, and we do not provide as quickly as promised."

"Why?" I bang my fist on the table, causing Lucky's irises to widen even more than they already are due to the cocaine.

"Leo, I swear, I tried..."

I interrupt his pitiful explanations. I grab his hair and smash his face on the table. He lets out a painful groan. Blood is streaming from his fractured nose. I pick up his bleeding head and get in his face, stressing each word.

"I WANT YOU TO TRY HARDER, MUCH HARDER!!! I want answers, NOT FUCKING PARTIES! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"
He mumbles something, so I presume the answer is yes.

"Get your sh*t together, Lucky!"

"You have until tomorrow night to give me names; otherwise, say goodbye to your lucky star!"

I stand up, once again noticing the cocaine on the table. I am running my finger over it and lick it. I already know it is our goods.

"You're taking my drugs. Huh?"
"Have you paid?"

"Ugh, I thought. "Lucky stutters

"What Lucky? A luxurious life is provided for free, isn't it?"

"No, no, no, Leo, I'll pay for everything." He is stepping in to tell me that he will settle everything according to our agreement.

I pull out my knife, stabbing and pinning his hand to the table.

"This is for what you took." His eyes are rolling back as if he's about to die, and he is screaming in pain.

Then I pierce another hand with "This is what you didn't pay for."
His body is shaking uncontrollably. Crying and screaming drowned out the music.

I am cleaning my knife with tissue because I don't like to have my belongings dirty.

"Remember, Lucky, the clock is ticking. "
"Do not let me down!"

I call Giovanni to come closer.

"Close the party and obtain Sebastian's coordinates. We need to pay him a visit."

"And ...don't forget to send the redhead."

This is a waste of time.One sloppy step and you're a hundred steps behind.

I am fixing my shirt before departing the yacht. Some sort of relaxation is desperately needed. The redhead seems like an excellent choose. I smirk as I disappear into the darkness.