Five Against One (18+)

CHAPTER 40

NICCOLÒ MARINO
"Figlio di puttana", I punched him hard across his face, again and again and again.

I was in the torture room with Vince and Romeo, Gio and Xavier was in the hospital with Maeve, luckily, she's stable, but she hasn't woken up yet.

"Who fucking sent you?!", I shouted in his face, fisting the collar of his now, bloody shirt, "Giuro su Dio, cazzo, se non parla gli caverò gli occhi", (I swear to fucking god, if he doesn't talk, I'll gouge his eyes out).

That fucking dick kept quiet.

I growled, grabbing a knife, stabbing him in the stomach, but keeping the knife there, "I'll ask again, who the fuck sent you", I said rather calmly, venom lacing from my voice.

When he didn't speak, I twisted the knife a little, making him groan in pain, biting his lips to not scream, "pezzo di merda", (piece of shit), I threw him back on the chair, keeping the knife in his stomach.

Xavier's phone ringing, "okay, we're coming", he hung up, placing his phone in his pocket, "go change, Maeve's awake", I nodded, walking back towards the guy, slapping him to keep him in consciousness.

"'Make sure he gets medical attention", we're not gonna kill him this easily, it's gonna be slow and painful, and we're gonna get every small ounce of information.

I showered quickly, washing all the blood off of me, wearing a hoodie, and a pair of sweatpants with some Nike Air, brushing my hair to make it look somewhat normal.

I also grabbed Hera's cage, who's been hiding under Maeve's bed ever since it happened, meowing softly.

Trying not to scare her off as I crouched down under the bed with the cage open.

At first she didn't trust me, but then she slowly walked inside it, I walked back downstairs, Romeo and Vince changed out of their suits, Romeo placing some food in the box, "I won't let her get close to hospital food, ever", I chuckled, shaking my head.

We got inside the car, stopping midways to buy her some flowers and chocolate before driving straight to the hospital.

"Ciao signori, come posso aiutarvi?", (hello gentlemen, how can I help you), the receptionist girl said in a flirty tone, bitch, shut the fuck up, "Salve, stiamo cercando Maeve Rogers", (hi, we're looking for Maeve Rogers), Romeo told her with a bored voice, showing her he's not interested.

"Stanza 501", (room 501), we just walked off towards her room, only to find her sleeping on Gio's chest with her phone in her hand, "hey".

We made sure she had a special room for herself only, so she would be alone, and other Italians won't bother her, she needs time, and a lot of it.

"How is she", Romeo asked as he bent down next to her bed, brushing his fingers over her delicate skin, "physically, she's okay, mentally, she's awful, she'll need a lot of time to recover".

"Did he say anything", Xavier asked me, making me shake my head, "barley made any noise, he'll talk eventually, I know he will".

"Did he have any tattoos, signs, anything the signals that says where he is from?", I shook my head, shrugging, "searched everywhere, but I will do another check if needed".

Maeve let out a small whimper of pain, slowly waking up with tears in her eyes, "h-hurts", she muttered through tears, Gio sitting up, placing her between his legs, "shh love, it's okay, I've got you".

She leaned against his chest, looking up at him with pained eyes, "you want more pain killers", she shook her head, snuggling into him.

I can't see her in such pain.