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As I entered the warehouse I saw all the damage that this person caused. My men said that they caught her. Yes! Is a she.
She dared to attack me. She dared to mess with the Russian mafia and of course she is not leaving from here alive.
"Holy freaks! She got balls" Dominick said in a playful tone, while looking around. Some walls were cracked, the pillars were collapsing, there was blood on the floor as with some of my men dead.
"She's a woman you dumbass, she doesn't have balls" My sister, Giovanna rolled her eyes at him with a duh tone.
Those two have always been like that, always on each other's throats. I chose to ignore them as we walk to the basement where the intruder is.
"I want to be alone with her. I want you to clean this and find out if she's working with someone else" I said to them once we get to the stairs that lead towards the basement.
They all nod and left, leaving me alone. I turned around and walk down the stairs. I opened the door and made my way to the cell.
I opened the cell door, entered and there she was. Sitting in the middle of the big cell, her head was hanging out, both her legs and hands were tide up. I took a chair and dragged near her. I may add that she had a cover covering her head so I couldn't see her.
I hear her whimper and it weirdly sound familiar to me. She coughed and I finally pulled out the cover from her face. When I did that my heart picked up race. How the fuck.
She on the other side, blinked her eyes opened but the first thing she saw was my shoes, then slowly she lifted up her head and her stormy blue eyes meet mine.
She froze and her eyes widen I little bit. I took a deep breath as anger and rage consumed me. I stood up and as I tried not to kill the women whom I fucked last night.
I need to make this easy and just treat her like any other assassin, that's it. Maybe this was her plan all long, who fucking knows.
"Better start fucking talking if you don't my dagger on your fucking throat" I clenched my jaw and fists trying to control myself.
"What should I say?" She shuddered like she didn't care the fact that she was tied up on my basement under my mercy. Just the way she was last night, skipping the tied up part of course.
