Per Sempre (My Mafia Man #1.5)

Revenge

This part is completely in Dante's POV so don't get confused.

Dante Capello

I've seen and done many horrible things in my time. I always wondered when my time of recognition would come.

I had no cares in the world.

My motto was kill or be killed.

Until I found her again.

Sophia was the one person whom still held a special place in my heart. Anyone who dared to speak of her in my presence, was severely punished. She was innocent and dragged into a dangerous world, against her own will.

Little did I know that the girl I grew to love had blossomed into a beautiful woman, with spite and courage in her eyes.

She no longer hid behind me in fear, but next to me with strength.

Even our worst foe, had nothing on Amila, when she was angry. It attracted me to her even more. Yet sometimes she would get this look in her eyes, that begged for help.

Of course I would take any opportunity to be her hero again.

She did something to me that no other woman could.

She made my heart beat again.

The sound of an automatic gun going off, pulled me from my thoughts.

I watched as a house became engulfed in flames, burning away quickly.

I can still hear the men inside begging for my mercy.

Did they offer Amila and Animals mercy when they tortured and kidnapped them?

Did their boss offer the Moretti family mercy as they killed them in mass?

Taking one last drag of the cigarette, I threw it at the remains of the house, and signalled for my men to finish the job.

Seconds later, there was only silence.
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I smiled at the last picture of Amila, that I had received. She was holding that damn dog like a baby. Her smile was a mile wide and made me want to hold her tight.

I always imagined that she would look at our baby the same way.

My son or daughter would have her beautiful green eyes, and wild curly hair. He or she would be lucky to have Amila as their mother.

A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts.

Antonio Spigliani, stood on the other side. His family owned the east side of the city and had very few enemies, except Vitalli of course.

"We got him Dante. I had him taken to the best room in the house ", he spoke confidently.

I nodded, motioning him to lead the way to my hostage.

It was time to finish delivering revenge, for once and for all.

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My hostage sat tied on top of an old wooden dining table.

My men and I sat around him, with me at the head.

Grabbing the bucket of ice water, I began to our it over his sleeping face.

He woke suddenly, screaming for help.

I began to laugh harshly.

"Victor Vitalli,the first son of my biggest enemy. The man who helped to kidnap my fiancee and her best friend. ", I spoke, rattling off all the information we had on him.

He had since stopped screaming for help, realizing that there wasn't anyone coming to his defense.

I smirked.

Grabbing my machete, I began to drag it around his limbs. He began to plead for his life again.

I lifted the weapon and sliced through his wrist clean.

Pulling off my ring, I placed it on the severed hand.

This would be just the beginning of my plan to regain control of the city.