Dark Grasso,
An eldest Son.
An heir to the Grasso business and industry.
A head of Italian mafia transportation.
A sociopath.
Moon Diaz,
The daughter of the Diaz mafia.
A doctor and psychologist.
An empath.
When Moon runs away from her home...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"How about I cut your left thumb now?" The smell of blood covered everywhere in the cellar in my office basement. The floor wet of blood and sweat, the salty water and oil.
"Asshole!" Valentino shouted, struggling with those tied ropes on his ankles, looking up at me since he was hung inverted in the middle of the cellar. His shirt gone, pants gone but ego remained the fucking same.
"You're on the brink of death, Valentino," I hold the pruner cutter to his left thumb, looking at that already bleeding hand. The index finger, middle finger and ring finger of his right hand already lying on the floor. "How about you apologize for sins you've done all your life."
"Fuck you!" Valentino groaned, his left hand trembling with fear as I kept the pruner on his left thumb while he kept swinging in the upside down position. The harsh ropes have already bruised his ankles but that wasn't enough,
"I told you to stay away from Moon, didn't I?" I pressed the pruner in his skin, cutting his thumb as slowly as possible to give him the extreme pain. The blood flown, drenching my hand as I kept cutting his thumb with uneven speed.
"Moon is my daughter you asshole! I decide what I want to do with her!" That motherfucker shouldn't open his mouth at this point! Especially to call Moon his daughter.
"If you take her name one more time with your filthy mouth, I'll cut your fucking tongue and make you chew on it!" I was only holding myself back because I need to dig information out of him.
"She's a fucking..." He was about to say but I hit on his mouth with pruner, shutting him up before he could disrespect Moon. He had done enough, he had ruined enough and he had lived enough.
"You're going to die, Valentino and that's final but you can still make your death less painful," I squeezed on his half-cut thumb, "if you tell me what file have you given to news channels about Lilith."
"Kiss my foot, you asshole!" He groaned in pain, shaking his entire body when I pull his half-cut thumb with my bare hand. "You'll never know! None of you will ever know! I will still ruin you all, watch me!" He screamed.
His entire body is covered with blood and sweat, eyes flowing tears as well as blood, bruises and wounds and cut flesh. But this is still not enough punishment for what he had done all his life.
He raped women, he tortured men, he killed children, he spread drugs and sexism among teenagers. Human trafficking, kidnapping, women selling, paedophilia necrophilia and cannibalism spreading. There is no crime Valentino Diaz had not done. It's better for the world if he just die.
"You cannot do a shit anymore, Valentino." I kicked on his dick, making his bawl like a dog. Even at the age of sixty five, that motherfucker had not enough. "I'm right here to protect my family..."
"Your family?!" Valentino scoffed even in the half-dead condition. "Lilith is not your family nor Moon is! Both of them are just your whores!" I kicked his face, shutting his mouth. He isn't going to spit the information, it's better I just kill him.
