Silent love

Chapter 11

On the previous chapter...

He clenches his jaw. "Do you really think she is going to live for the rest of her life here in this cage? Where she will be sleeping next to a psychopath".

"She has no choice". I state.
'She does". He takes a step closer again. "And if I don't end you, I will make sure that she will".

I push him. "Thin line Lyès, I already warned you".

He pushes me back. "What are you going to do about it pretty boy? Kill me like you killed your dad?"

I roll my tongue inside my mouth. "If you want too, you are basically begging for it".

The hand that I pushed him with is shaking. It's disgusting, I touched him. I can already feel the germs.

"Come on then pretty boy, what are you waiting for?" He taunts me.

I saw Silvio behind him, he was walking up to us. I sign to him and he immediately knows what I mean.

He nods his head and I turn around and walk back to my room to take a shower.

I heard the punches and the groans.

I will have Silvio end the bullshit.

One down, a thousand left.

                  ʚ YAQUELINE'S POV ɞ

"I will fucking ruin you". I grab him by his tie and punch him but he grabs my hand and twists it.

He pushes me slightly so we have a distance between us. His sisters holds me back as he slightly smiles at me.

He finds it amusing?

He enjoys it.

"You are a sick bastard!" I yell at him and try to kick him but his sister holds ahead of me.

"Why are you wasting your pretty mouth for such bad words?" He taunts.

I clench my jaw.

I woke up next to my dead boyfriend. His face was all ruined, he shot him in the face.

He skinned him.

And his fingers were cut off.

Lyès didn't deserve any of this.

Thinking about it makes my skin crawl. Federico Mancini is a horrible person, he is cold hearted.

I called Vincent this morning and he is on his way to pick his dead son up. I cried in my room.

I'm debating to go back upstairs and let it all out or to ruin his whole house.

I don't want him to see my cry.

"I warned you Yaqueline, I will kill him one day". He says lowly, almost as if he is warning me again. "I'm a man of my word, he disrespected me, even yesterday in my own house. He deserved it".