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Chapter 38

𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳...

“Domenico De Leone,” a raspy female voice penetrated his thoughts. Waking his consciousness in seconds. “Aka, Lord Lucifer.”

Heavy rain enveloped the night sky like spilled black ink, rainclouds sluggishly crawled across the sky. A flash of lightning sliced the sky open, illuminating the face of a handsome young man. The deafening roar of thunder later and the sleeping male's eyes opened–they were a dazzling slate-gray. He felt confused when he noticed the ceiling of the room he fell asleep in had a light brown color contrary to the white he recalls seeing. Hell, it hardly looked like a room.

Where was he?

‘What the f**k?’ Ryat looked closely at the ceiling, he raised his hand to rub his eyes but was struck with horror when he realized it was chained.

“Someone's awake. Are you hungry my dear?” Lady Danger pointed the cigar between her fingers at the tray with various foods atop it. “A quick reminder, they do not have steak, but you may order anything else. All expenses are covered.”

“B**ch what the f**k?” Ryat looked her up and down, utterly enraged by her enthusiasm.

“Domenico, what have I told you about cursing? I'm your mother. You need to be respectful.”

“Who's Domenico?” he tried pulling his wrists from the chains again but failed to get them off.

“You are. You're new name is Domenico De Leone with Lord Lucifer as gangster nickname. I know you are confused but do not fret, I and Lorenzo will.teach you everything you need to know about the Mafia.”

“I don't know if you're retarded, dumb or naturally f**king stupid but I'm pretty sure you know my name is Ryat not Dominion of whatever the f**k you just said. Why the hell am I here?” Ryat’s gaze dimmed as he looked at Lady Danger, agitation burning a venomous trail through his dark soul.

“Have I not informed you of the name changing process? I believe I have. This 'Ryat' won't cut it for me. You're an Italian and therefore should have an Italian name. Do not worry, I've already selected Domenico although it was tempting to use Stefano.”

Ryat eyes turned wicked. “What!?” he now violently tried to free himself from the restrains. “Get me the hell out of here!” he k**ked at the seats and turned from side to side when he suddenly froze with a sunken cold heart. He very slowly turned back to his left where there was a hole in the wall with white around the edges.

He very gingerly leaned forward with knitted brows to look, and them it cruelly dawned on him.

Ryat was on a plane.

Then, with an even slower motion, he turned to look back at the woman who claims to be his mother. She sat down down quietly in a seat facing him. Dressed in a black suit for women, shiny black red bottom stilettos with light makeup on her face and black lipstick. Not to forgot that infuriating black hat. Her cleavage was also on display. Ryat wanted to use a knife to cut her body open, or even carve a 'F**k you' into the back of her skull. This woman is unbelievably outrageous.

She held a black saucer and cup in her hand, Lady Danger daintily picked the cup up and sipped from it. Then looked at Ryat with an unsettling smile and raised the same cup. “𝘉𝘶𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘰.”

“I hope whoever the f**k you get married to d**s in a freak car accident,” he sneered at her. Heart engulfed in ruthless black flames of hatred.

Her smile flipped instantaneously. She the saucer and cup on the mini table next to her and stood up. She walked to Ryat, looked at him coldly for a while them slapped him across the face with brute force. In seconds she whipped out a knife, grabbed his hair, tugged it back roughly and pressed the knife against his throat. They stared at each other with bitter, mutual hatred.