《Property Of Vittore Martinelli ✓》70
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My sisters and I stood in a circle around the two men who ruined our lives. The sun shone down on us and the fact that we were doing this in broad daylight, in the backyard Jordan had considered safe just made this all the more fun.
"Ladies... do you mind if I go first? I actually have somewhere to be but I can't go without punishing these two," I said stepping forward and my sisters, bless their souls, stepped back.
"Whip?" I asked politely holding my hand out. One with barbed ends was placed in my hand and I let it drag on the floor as I circled Matteo.
"On his knees if you will," I said as I stood tall behind him.
My sisters untied him from the chair he was tied to next to Jordan and even took his shirt off. With a deep breath and rise of my hand, I brought the whip down. Matteo's scream was music to my ears.
I hit him a few more times and the fucker actually started crying and begging. I so wished it was my birthday. Talk about happy hour.
"Pathetic," I said dismissively as I unsheathed the dagger at my hip and dug it into his skull. I pulled my temporary phone out of my pocket and took pictures, turning him to his belly to take a few more and a selfie.
I'm sure Vittore would love to see these.
Next, my focus went to Jordan who started struggling with his restraints as I stood before him.
"No, no!" she shouted as he strained more. "I made you! I am your-"
"Yada yada, you talk too much," I mumbled and removed yet another dagger from my person.
I brought it down on his shoulder, right in the joint of his scapula, clavicle and humerus. He let out a yell of pain even as I pulled it out.
"That was for Arielle," I said softly and did the same to his other shoulder getting another yell from him and a whimper too this time.
"That was for Evelyn."
I stood straight and smiled as I brought my dagger down one last time.
Right in his groin.
He yelled, louder than I expected and my ears ringed.
"Damn Jordan. You got a set of pipes," I commented, removing my dagger and bringing it down twice more just for the sake of it.
"And that, was for me."
I stepped back, satisfied as my sisters snorted around me. The Crimson Raven came to my side and was about to say something when the Veiled Samaritan came forward. She had changed into the same all black gear we sported and had even put on her signature black hijab.
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"Guys this is wrong," she begun looking at all of us as we went quiet. "Torturing them, giving them the same pain they gave us... it makes us just like the fuckers. It makes us... monsters."
We were all quiet for a beat or two until she begun laughing like a maniac.
"I'm joking dear Allah guys. Loosen up geez," she wheezed out through her laughs. "I actually want to go next so please hand over the dagger."
I shook my head with a smile and placed the hilt in her palm.
"He's all yours."
"Thank you. I think we should fix his shouting problem..."
I turned away as my sisters begun to have their fun. I had something very important to do and I had to do it fast.
"Jade Scythe!" I heard the Crimson Raven call. "Where are you going?!"
"To take your advice!" I shouted back as I got in one of the many cars we'd travelled here in. I started the engine and drove as fast as I could, back to Las Pavita, back to the Martinelli familia, back to Vittore.
As I thought back to the guard, I couldn't help but put my foot harder on the gas. It made sense now. Everything made perfect sense. The pieces all started to come together and worry bloomed in my chest.
The traitor was still in the mafia and I knew who it was. God how could I have been so stupid but they had played their part well, extremely well. Vittore was in danger and I had to get to him before it was too late.
I couldn't fathom the thought of losing him like I'd lost Faye. I couldn't deal with that. He couldn't die when he didn't know how I felt. I had to tell him or show him that I cared.
Fuck this was so messed up.
A two hour drive back to Vittore's building turned into a 45 minute one. I'd gone over the speed limits, screwed my safety to hell and drove like a fucking maniac.
When I pulled into the basement, I didn't bother parking properly or shutting the car down. i just jumped out and was in the elevator before you could blink. As it slowly ascended, I pulled out my gun and got ready to kill a bitch.
Once the doors pulled open, my strides to the conference room were determined. Anger settled on my features as I moved faster, only to bump into someone.
When I looked down, it was none other than Angel Claurisse. I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer, my glare as intimidating as it was, set on her now pale face.
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"What is your relationship with Maddox?" I asked lowly, deadly. She begun to shake and that just made me angrier. "Answer me or I swear I won't be as merciful as last time."
"My cousin!" she suddenly shouted and like a puzzle, everything fit with what I suspected. "He- he was my cousin and he told me not to- not to get involved with the mafia but I didn't listen and I- I...."
I shoved the trembling woman away from me and continued with my walk. As I passed the large glass window, I wished I could stop and enjoy the beautiful night view. I wish I could pretend I was back in my room, five years ago, staring down at the lawn of Gates Manor. But this was real shit.
I couldn't go back and I honestly didn't want to because just thinking of the possibility that of all this happened, I wouldn't have met Vittore. At this point, he was all I lived for now.
I... I liked him... probably more than I should.
And I had to protect him. It was the only thought as I pushed the conference doors open and came face to face with Peyton, Lily, Carter and fucking Alexa.
I aimed my gun at the traitor and the others shouted in protest as I clicked off the safety.
"You motherfucker!" I snapped and she backed up, her eyes wide.
"Dalia what the fuck are you doing?!" Peyton shouted at me.
"She's the one who was giving out information to the Ravens! She's the reason Faye's dead!" I said in a cold tone and everyone turned to her.
Lily smirked and crossed her arms.
"How'd you figure it out?" she asked cooly and I was close to blowing her brains out but I needed to hear her say it first. I need to hear her say she killed Faye.
"Lesedi's guard. You said you killed him, Vittore tasked you to but I saw him today. It wa easy to figure the rest out," I said and stood straighter.
Lily slow clapped and a laughed lightly.
"Lily?" Peyton asked hurt in her tone.
"Do you know how hard it was to pretend to like the fucking lot of you. And Faye? God that fucking woma-"
Two shots rung in the air as I planted a bullet in Lily's knee and her stomach. Blood splattered on the wall as she dropped to the ground. I stalked closer and placed the gun over her head. She chuckled through the pain and spat some blood to the side.
"You think killing me will do a thing?" she asked coldly and chuckled even more. "You're not going to be able to save him."
My heart dropped and my blood run cold.
Vittore.
"What the fuck is she talking about?!" I demanded.
"Oh no," Carter said with a curse and run a hand through his blond hair. I hadn't seen the guy in a while. I wonder what happened to him. "Vittore went out for a mission. He's meeting with a bunch of other gang lords. Lily was in charge of getting recruits to act as back-up for when he attacked."
My brain couldn't function. I could barely get a breath into my lungs.
"When were the recruits supposed to go in?" I asked and Peyton checked her watch.
"In five minutes," she said and my heart dropped to the floor, the pieces shattering at the possibility of losing Vittore. I felt like throwing up.
"Where?" I demanded.
"A warehouse at the edge of town. Its about a twenty minute drive and traffic-"
"He's going to die," Lily said from below and in a fit of rage, I pulled her trigger and didn't flinch as the bullet passed through her skull and sprayed me with some blood. Her lifeless eyes stared up at me and I had the urge to kick her head but Vittore came first.
"I'm going for him-" I said backing up and Peyton shook her head at me.
"You're going to need a team and-"
"I'm going for him and that's final. You all stay here and clean up any messes Lily could've made," I said quickly. "What's the name of the warehouse?"
"Sunny Daisy's. It was some snack that sold out decades ago," Carter informed me and I nodded. I made a move to leave when Alexa started to follow.
"I'm going alone Alexa!" I snapped and she glared at me.
"You think your black ass is going to-"
"I have no fucking time for your shit right now!" I shouted, my anger getting the best of me and I saw the way Alexa flinched and slightly backed up. "As fucking Dona of this mafia, I hereby kick our fucking ass out of it. You better not be here when I come back."
My tone was final and she crossed her arms, scoffing. I moved closer until we were eye to eye.
"If I ever see you in or around my mafia again Alexa I swear to my fucking ancestors I will kill you. Painfully and slowly," my tone was colder than it had ever been and I was fucking serious.
I turned from her and run to the elevator so I could get to a car and save Vittore.
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