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AURELIO'S POV:
The scene in front of me makes my blood boil, but I don't react. How dare she? Does she even know who she just treated like trash? My sister-Isabella Romano. She had the audacity to disrespect my sister right in front of me. I want to smash her face at this very moment, but I know I can't. What gives me some solace is seeing her friends stand up for her. And most importantly, they're our family friends. I had planned to introduce her to them for so long, but God seems to have other plans.
I leave the room without a word, not sparing anyone a glance, because I can't let Angioletto see my other side. She's too innocent-too naive.
Grabbing my bag, I headed to the boxing club to let out my anger. After an hour of relentless punching, I feel slightly calmer, but not entirely. I need something more. I make my way to the warehouse to handle a new matter.
The guards bow as I enter. I nod curtly and head straight to the room where our new prisoner is being held. Today, I'll be the one handling the interrogation. Not just to vent my anger, but also to send a message-no one messes with those who are precious to me.
MATURE CONTENT 18+
As I step inside, her voice grates on my ears.
"Aurelio, please save me, baby," she pleads, her tone is pitiful.
"Shut up, bitch," I snap, moving closer.
My hand lands on her face with a harsh slap, and her wide eyes fill with shock.
"Baby, you slapped me?" she whimpers, her mouth agape.
A guard wheels in a trolley holding an assortment of knives and tools. I grab a pair of pliers and approach her. Gripping her trembling hand, I clamp the pliers around one of her nails and yank it out in one swift motion. Her piercing scream echoes through the room.
One by one, I rip out her nails. Tears stream down her face as she begs me to stop, but I'm in no mood for mercy.
When her hands are bare and bloodied, I order the guards to untie her. For a brief moment, relief flashes across her face, as if she thinks I'll let her go.
No chance.
As she stumbles toward me on trembling legs, I grab her by the throat and slam her against the wall. Her head hits the hard surface, and her agonized scream fills the air-a sound that somehow soothes my fury.
I choke her for a moment before tossing her to the ground. I signal the female guards to take over.
"Punch her torso," I command. "But be careful-l want her warned, not broken."
For the next 30 minutes, her pained cries fill the room as the guards follow my orders. When she finally passes out, I tell them to take her home and dump her at her doorstep.
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