Rapacious Lover

Chapter 26: Mini Sequel-(ish)

[Kayani]

(5 Months later)

"What you thinking about?" Giana questioned, as she waddled into my room- her stomach large than life.

I shook myself out my daydream and turned my attention to her. "I was just wondering whatever happened to Dimitri?" It's been almost four years since I've been taken and rescued and I know everyone who was involved with the situation was killed due to the Esposito brothers, but no one ever talked about Dimitri.

I raised an eyebrows. "Why you thinking about him all of a sudden?" She asked with distaste.

I shrugged. "Well Gio told me all the names of the people you guys killed that was involved but Dimitri was never mentioned." I explained. "However, he's the last one I saw before I got kidnapped, so I'm guessing he was the one to take me to Egor!"

She walked over to my bed and sat down, putting her feet and resting her hand on her balloon of a stomach. "Yes he was the one that took you." She told me. "Gio killed him after looking at the security footage in the parking lot. I would have got to him but he was in Russia and so was Gio."

I nodded, taking in the information. "How did he die?" I asked out of curiosity."

She bit her lip. "Are you sure you want to know?" She drawled, unsure if she should tell me.

I nodded. "Yeah I mean it can't be any worst that what he usually does." I assured her. I've seen what Gio can do, nothing can surprise me.

She let it a little giggle. "Actually...."
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[Flashback]

His body gently rocked as his hand was tied to the metal chain from the ceiling. His wrist were broken and bruised and his shoulders dislocated- it didn't help that he had small 70 pound bags hooked on the each shoulder. "Please stop I'll tell you we're she is." He cried as the knife curved neatly though his chest.

I pouted. "I expected you to last longer." I taunted. "I've only got to the N we still have nine more letter to go buddy." That causes him to cry even harder as I got back to my arts and craft. I slowly and carefully finished carving the N, before placing it on the table that already spelt out KAYA.

"Please it hurts." He wailed. I don't get why he kept begging when he knew he might m as well just be breathing, because nothin he said was processing in my mind. "I promised I'll tell you were she is if you stop! Please!"

I waved him for off. "It's alright I don't want to know." I revealed, causing him eyes to widen in fear. Since he didn't have anything I wanted he knew he was royally fucked. "But what I do want to know is why you took her?"

His good eye stared into mine, filled of pain. "Someone offered me and my guys $500,000 dollars to just get to know her enough for her to trust me and then take her when we the hear say." He confessed, he moved his eyes from me to the blood stained plastic carpeted floor.

I huffed in disdained. "All that for five hundred thousand." I snapped. "Do you know how much she fucking suffered." Full of raged I pulled back my brassed fist and brought straight his face. His head whiplashed and blood began looking down from the open wound that from on his jaw from the brass knuckle.

A gut-wrenching scream left his mouths "I'm sorry." He choked out repeatedly, as streams of liquid left his eyes. Blood and tears, fantastic mix.

I shrugged uninterested with his apology. "You're sorry." I mocked. "Well bummer, if only that was enough!." A fresh set of tears left his eyes as I picked back up the blunt knife and restarted my work of art, using his chest as my canvas. "You know, I would think after I whooped your ass you would have reevaluated and given up the money and quit." I chatted away randomly, taking my time to make sure the letters didn't mess up. "But you didn't, you still went after her." I put down the knife on the table as I laid the last letter, S, on the table.