Only His

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Kazimir

Knox was tied from the chains that hung from the ceiling. His wrist bound and blood dripping down from his wrist. Leo was next to him, he looked more full of life than Knox.

Side by side, they looked similar. Same golden blonde hair and crooked nose. They were brothers which is not surprising. Vincenzo was able to figure it out from seeing Knox first as he was one of a Lorenzo's men and seeing Leo, made it obvious they were related.

Knox had blood dripping from his mouth which landed on the floor. Creating a puddle of blood on the floor. I had my arms crossed staring at the both of them. Vincenzo was filling in the information I need to know.

"This is Angelo and Stefano Minore, they belonged to Minore Mafia Clan. Unfortunately they were all slaughtered 17 years ago or so I thought," He spoke.

"Only these two survived?" I asked.

"Most likely, not many survived the war. Even if they were known to survive, the Minore clan is now non-existent," Lorenzo answered.

"Who exactly killed their family?"

It was a stupid question, because if this was a revenge. It was obviously their family had killed them, but what does this have to do with me or the brotherhood?

"Our Father," Vincenzo responded.

"Hm and this has what to do with the Brotherhood? This is old rivalry," I mention.

A chocked laugh came from one of them. It was Knox that was laughing. For someone who bloodied up and on the brink of death, I'm surprised laughter is coming from him.

"This has everything do with the brotherhood," he rasps.

He coughs and blood comes out of his mouth. This peaked my attention and I unfolded my arms. I walked over to him and I stood in front of him.

"Does it? How?"

"You'll find out soon."

I tsked and I looked to the side. He was a dead man, he had no reason to talk. He wouldn't tell me if he wanted to, because he would never see light again. I turned my attention to Leo.

"Leo or should I say, Stefano. You sought me out on purpose and became one of my men for a reason. Mhm what is it? You thought that I would help you with your family revenge? Destroy the Sicilians, because they killed your family?" I taunt.

I watched him as he looked up at me. His eyes were dull and no life glowed through them. He was like a blank canvas. His breathing low and he didn't respond to me. He was still alive, but he didn't speak.

I tapped the side of his face. My hands being coated in warm blood, but in this moment I couldn't mind. He gazed up at me with a ragged look to him, compared to his clean shaven and well put self.

"Come on, Stefano. After everything, this is how you are going to do me? Just kill them both," I said.

His eyes widen and he lifted his head up. He thought he was going to survive this somehow? The were silent ones, especially Angelo. He wasn't going to talk.

"We barely got anything from them? What about the assassination attempt at the charity event?" Lorenzo questioned.

"They want to kill you, not me. I don't give a fuck," I scoff.

I wiped my bloody hand on Leo and I moved back from him. I really don't care. There are more people involved and these two are just pons in a game of chest.

"It's not like they are going to talk anyways," I shrug.

"True, we won't get anywhere with them," Lorenzo sighs.

Vincenzo rested against the wall and he stared at the both of them. I could tell he was thinking about something. He mumbled an agreement into killing them and leaving it at that.

I didn't need to stay to watch them get killed. I was prepared to leave and go back to the Villa to see Imani. I could tell that she didn't sleep well and her snapping at me was worse.

I stared at Knox or whatever the fuck his name was and he began to open his mouth.

"Il mietitore rivuole la sua falce."

The reaper wants his scythe back. What the fuck does that mean?

"The reaper?" Vincenzo questioned.

We all stood there in confusion. What reaper? There is no reaper?

"He's talking shit, just kill him," Lorenzo dismissed.

"Il mietitore rivuole la sua falce."

He watched me with a crazy look on his eyes and he smiled as he said it. He was talking to me. He was telling me something. Before I could question him, the sound of a bullet went off and my ears slightly ring. A bullet blown through the head.

I looked at the man that had put a bullet through his head. I didn't even get to question Leo as he was killed a second later. I looked at Vincenzo and Lorenzo.

"He just said something!"

"It's fucking lies, he was trying to trick us."

"No, he was telling me something. He was telling me specifically!" I argue.

"Then get your AI of cousin to decode it," Lorenzo scoffed.

He walked off passing me pulling open the door to leave the secluded room of death. Vincenzo stood there watching their dead bodies sway against the metal chains that hung from the ceilings.

"I believe that was a warning Kazimir. Either death is coming your way or you have something that you shouldn't have," he spoke.

He was serious, his tone was flat and monotoned. No emotions came from him. He eased off the wall and didn't spare the bodies a glance. Who's death and what?

Something weighed heavy in my chest and the first death that made my chest cave was Imani's. Her death would destroy me. I stumbled slightly as the thought consumed. No, no, it can't be about her.

Maybe Lorenzo is right, he was talking for the purposes of talking. What he said just doesn't make any sense. Although, I won't just rented he never said anything.

***

I did not see Mikhail in the hallway and I was confused on why he was not outside of our bedroom. I entered our bedroom and everything almost seemed to be in place.

The room was cleaned and the bed was neatly done. My things were out to the side neatly, however I did not see Imani's bags. Her things were missing.

I barged out of the room and I began shouting her name. I only left for few hours and she was already gone. I looked at my men who stared at me oddly, I was shouting like a mad man.

"Where the fuck is Imani?"

I looked at Anton and he stared at me aimlessly. He seemed so confused, so he doesn't know where she was either. I felt a fear building in my chest. I stalked down the hallway towards the living room.

"Boss," Mikhail called.

I snapped my head in his direction and I wanted to kill him with my bare hands. He was her main guard, I put him in charge of her. Now he lost her.

"Where the fuck is she?"

He pointed at the door that he just came out of. The stood there calmly and moved to the side.

"She's in there..."

My anger and fear quickly went away. A feeling of relief going over me. I exhaled and I had to calm myself down. I got so worked up over nothing. I walked back down the hallway ignoring my men and Mikhail as I entered the room she was in, slamming the door shut behind me.