Black Tulip

Chapter 13

I am broadening my knees to rest my elbows on them. As an eagle, I closely watch Sebastian's every move for anything that could expose him.

"El' Santos?"

"Does it ring any bells to you?"

Sebastian's indifference would be successfully concealed if it weren't for a little twinge of his left eyelid. The bastard would rather die from bleeding than give over any information. Even if only for a brief second, he clearly enjoys holding me in the fist of his hand to demonstrate his supremacy over me. His nasty grin grew triumphantly.

He wrongly assumed that I would arrive utterly unprepared. Sometimes I wonder if the drugs have ruined all of their brain cells. Lucky is the first example, followed closely by Sebastian.

"Giovanni, contact Roman." Giovanni promptly sent a message. After a few seconds, we got a call.

A live video of the girl with lustrous, long, curly hair appeared on the screen. A cute, innocent girl wanders in the red, lovely outfit, ignorant of the danger she is in. A casual smile enhances her appeal, giving her a vibrant energy that is refreshing to see these days.
Unfortunately, she has a dumb brother, and I have no regrets about my evil intentions to snap her swan neck anytime soon.

As a devil himself, I enjoy this situation—hitting him in the Ahilies heel, mercilessly damaging his wound, and feeding on his fear and desperate screams. The slow extinguishing of the cigarette filter on the table's glass surface implies that my sadistic intentions will be carried out in the same manner: slow and torturously.

Sebastian attempts to stay awake. My smug smile is keeping his lucid moments. I draw my words slowly, waiting for his reaction:

"What a pity it will be to pick a beautiful flower!"

"The name Rosa is wonderfully suited to the owner's personality."

It startled him out of his semi-conscious state. Still hesitant, he says "no," as if to convince himself he's hallucinating. I am passing the video over to him. He is watching, panic evident in his eyes.

"Do not do that! Don't touch Rosa... "
He strains the words through his teeth, clumsily swinging his hands over the table in an attempt to grab my mobile. However, his injured knees remind him of his powerlessness, forcing him to scream in anguish and fear for his sister's life.

I played my cards right, evilly chuckling at his miserable appearance. He was cocky till a few minutes ago, but now he's sobbing like a cunt and begging me for mercy.

As the king that I am, I approached him, disgustedly staring down from above. My dick in a level with his head. This is where he belongs to kneel, beg and suck my dick like a professional whore in exchange for my mercy.

Despite my keen eye and his constant trembling, he crawls and drags himself on his hands, stopping in front of me and hugging my leg with both arms, imploring me not to touch Rosa.

"You have a sister..."I gaze at him murderously, not appreciating the fact that he has brought my sister into this.
He noticed and removed his arms from me.

"You know what I want; tell me where El' Santos nephew is." I said it impatiently. With his hard breathing, Sebastian is striving to get through the pain. His face is relaxing for a moment, knowing that my violent tendencies towards his sister have been set aside. Before he dies, I want the damn El' Santos nephew.

"We never met in the same location. Ignazio prefers to be secretive."

"Give me your cell phone." He pulls it from his pocket and hands it to me.

"Dial his number, put it on speakerphone, and convince him to meet."

He makes a nervous call to him. After several rings, Ignazio responds.

"What is it, Sebastian?"

"We have to meet."

"Isn't it too early?"

"We need more... demands are increasing."

"We did not agree on it. You know I have fucking Italians and my uncle!"
"I have to be..."

"Mi amor, what are you...? Oh!" Ignazio was interrupted by a female, but her voice soon became muffled in the background.

Sebastian stiffened. He is clouded with anger.
"Ignatio, who the hell are you with? "His pale face reveals a spark of flame that remained in traces within him.

"Sebastian, I'll send you the location; I have to go." Ignazio, in a rush, cut the line.

I'm aware of who is with Ignazio because I can see Sebastian clenching his phone and gritting his teeth with every ounce of energy he still has.

I take the phone from Sebastian.
"You won't need this anymore!"
His hollow gaze travels through me, already on its way to eternal rest. I will be merciful, and I will hasten his descent to hell. I surround him predatorily, and all eyes in the room are on me. With a fast flick of my hand, I slit his throat, while Giovanni follows my cue and kills two guards.

Before the light fades from Sebastian's eyes, I am whispering my final goodbye in his ear: "I like the red dress. Do not worry, I will take good care of her,"convincingly clapping him on the shoulder. Gargling, he releases his final breath, the words are frozen on his lips.

I stuff his phone in my pocket, and Giovanni follows me. The closed blinds will not be able to conceal the villa owner's death for long. Sebastian's gang members are exchanging suspicious looks. My killers have to clear the field. 

"Kill them all!" My command boomed out through the bugs for my assassins to make a move.

Giovani began his insane ride through the streets soon after we exited the villa's gate. The tyres were tearing up the scorching asphalt, making an audible screeching noise. I promptly called Roman and asked the guys to surround the building where Rosa is. This time, Ignazio cannot slip through my fingers.

Lucky is preparing all of the essential equipment and waiting for us to deliver a large fish. I am quite excited that I will use all of the tools on Motherfucker's body.

Giovanni parked his car a little further from the building. Ignazio's men are heavily guarding the building; I was correct to assume he is with Rosa. The sweet girl isn't as naive as she appears. Based on my experience, I don't judge anymore a book by its cover. We're sneaking around with Roman and the guys, slowly ambushing Sebastian's guards.

They're falling one by one, like chess pawns. The corridors are clear, allowing me to rush up the stairs, accompanied by my trusted members, and kick down the door.

Checkmate!

Rosa shrieks, hurriedly covering her nude body.

We find them in a really compromising position.

I smirk as I confront Ignazio. "Very impressive, I'd say. I did not expect you to fuck your friend's sister behind his back."

My attention moves to Rosa, who is flushed from embarrassment As I previously said, red looks good on her.

"What is your uncle thinking about your small excursion?"

Ignazio's eyes are large like tennis balls from the small surprise I gave him. He understands he is in major trouble; crossing over three Bosses, let alone one, is a very bold decision.
Well, minus one, I must add.

"Get them." I call for my men.

"I want them unscathed, especially Rosa!" Accentuating the last part, I am mischievously watching her.

"I promised her brother that I will take good care of her!"
She is shaking beneath my gaze then burst into tears.

She's a smart girl. She connected the dots.

I don't have plans with her unless I discover something hidden behind her relationship with Ignazio.

Hopefully, it's just her foolish love. Perhaps I will consider her one of the fortunate few among us who will live because of love rather than being cursed, as I am after Maria...
Annoyed by my sudden thoughts, I am leaving guys behind me to do the job.

Party is about to begin.