Hold my Hand

Chapter 7

The next morning, Vincenzo and Cha Young were at the private estate in Milan. They went down to the basement, where there were only two men left. Matteo Bernardi and the man who shot Cha Young. Two chairs were prepared for them to sit on. They were both dressed in black. They looked like a royal couple. The Cassano matriarch crossed her arms in mockery. Finally, Vincenzo spoke. In his hand was the usual gold lighter with the Cassano crest on it.

- Matteo Bernardi. They trafficked in drugs and women. I thought you couldn't sink any lower. But you proved it with this act.

The fallen mafia taunted with a smile. He was minutes away from death, but he didn't care.

- Women are weak. Only our last names make them strong. - He said cruelly.

- My wife doesn't need to be named Cassano to be powerful.

Cha Young smiled at this statement, which contained a rarely seen embarrassment. Vincenzo then went to the wooden table in the corner and picked something up from it. He looked at the beaten mafia boss with an unreadable expression.

- I will not give you the pleasure of a painless death.

Cha Young looked from her husband to the aforementioned, then to the man kneeling next to her. He was trembling, white as a wall. She no longer had to think much about what to plan with his. Vincenzo, as always, gives her the final push. Boss Cassano walked up to Matteo and grabbed his hair and pulled his head back hard. In his free hand was an injection.

- That's what it's like when the ice cream licks back. - Cha Young leaned closer with a mocking smile.

Matteo looked at the woman in alarm and felt Vincenzo stick the needle in his neck.

- Don't worry about your people. They will be better off without you. - Vincenzo said measuredly.

The Bernardi family did not have the most family members. It was mostly represented only by men. They underestimated women and used them as playthings. The two families were never on good terms. That was one of the reasons.

Matteo felt as if his internal organs were on fire. Which was true, as the acid began to eat away at his organs. He started choking and writhing on the floor. Vincenzo looked at his wife, who was watching the dying man with chin up. He walked over to her and held out his left fist. The Cassano matriarch's eyes lit up with nostalgia and their fists met. Boss Cassano said would wait for her outside.

Cha Young approached her "victim" and clapped her hands excitedly.

- I think you have suffered enough in the past few days. So, I'm freeing you from that now.

She took the large shard of plate from her pocket, which had been sharpened in the process.

- Although you didn't do it yourself, it was your fault that my pretty little face was injured.

The wound on her forehead was barely visible. She touched the pointy part of the plate to he forehead, and then a moment later, with a sudden movement, she cut it. The man cried out in pain.

- - Aish! Don't pass out! - She complained. - I won't waste my precious time on you unnecessarily. - She said dramatically.

She then asked one of the bodyguards to stand up the bleeding man. Cha Young looked at the gun on the table and then at the bloody piece of glass. A few drops of blood got on her hands. She went to the table and picked up the murder weapon.

- Aish! - She put her hand on his hip in displeasure. - What should I do with you? - She looked down at the terrified man.

She glanced to the side as if she was getting the answer from the wall. She pursed her lips, then remembered something. Her red painted lips curled into a grin and she turned her gaze back to the man.

- You know what? This is my decision! She dramatically put her hand on his chest. - And my decision is to let you go! - She pointed with her hands towards the exit.

Still smiling, she motioned for the boys to let the man go. The two looked at each other. They did not quite agree with the Signora's order. What will Capo say?

- Come on guys! Like I said, I don't want to be here all day! - She clapped two impatiently.

Reluctantly, they followed her orders and removed the chains. They liked the Signora, no mention of it, but they really didn't like this. The wounded man was still looking between them in horror. He looked at the Cassano matriarch, who nodded encouragingly. The man stumbled to his feet and started running towards the exit. Vincenzo, who stood with his back to the cellar, his mouth stretched into his usual half-smile. A shot could be heard from inside. The man fell dead on the steps. The bullet went straight through the man's kidney.

- "The strongest blow always comes from behind."

She quoted the saying her husband had told her years ago. She tilted her head with a sneer and blew the invisible smoke from the barrel of the gun. The Cassano matriarch came humming out of the basement. Vincenzo immediately approached her and began to wipe her hands with a wet towel. He didn't like seeing blood on Cha Young's body.

- What a indulgence Darling! - She said with a flirtatious smile.

Vincenzo smiled and slipped the wedding ring back on her finger, which made Cha Young smile as well.

- Now let's go! I want to shower with you! - She put her arms around her husband hands and began to pull him towards the car.

- Cara... - He whispered awkwardly.

A week later in Pagggliuza

- What are you doing? - She walked over to her husband and sat on his lap.

The mafia boss was in his office. He had to make up for the backlog in his work. He put his arms around his wife's waist and pulled her close.

- I'm planning something, but I'm not sure yet.

- The best and most beautiful consultant in the world is at your disposal! - She raised her left hand in the air and slid it back onto her husband's shoulder.

Vincenzo chuckled and looked from his wife to his desk. Cha Young followed the path of his eyes. She already knew every corner of his desk well. His black laptop, a picture of them together in a simple small frame, a couple of files and a black gift box that she knew contained the pen he had given her. But now there was something new on his table. It have been a 3D blueprint.

- What's this? - She took it in her hand so that she could study it more closely. - Don't you just want to build a summer house?

Vincenzo laughed briefly and shook his head negatively.

- This is a blueprint for a hospital, Tesoro Mio. 

END