Chapter-32

Something is not adding up. My gut tells me there is something not right. I watch the trees pass by as I sit in the car and look out of the window. My eyes turn towards the front and I see cars running ahead of us, most containing men for security reason.

"Capo can we trust morreti? We have been driving for about 3 hours now and still haven't reached the destination."

I hear angleo ask.

I look at him sitting beside me. I sigh and say.

"We will have to find out about that but the only thing we can do is follow him because I need that man to know who attacked my artillery basement that too such secured one. I can't have more slip ups."

I again turn my focus out of window watching trees.

My mind now decides to torment me with my sweetheart's thoughts.

Her sweet voices and those cinnamony eyes. They melt my heart and hardens my dick.

Ughhh, I feel my dick twitching just with her thoughts.

I shift in my seat to make it comfortable for me and my now hard penis. To think that a small 5'4 women got this much power over me is amusing. I might tell a group of killers no but telling her a no seems difficult. Her hurt eyes are my weakness and the way her lower lip trembles when she is upset breaks my heart.

The only time I want to see her lip tremble is from sucking my dick and nothing else.

The image of her on her knees looking up at me with her beautiful pair of tits out is like an aphrodisiacs and my shaft now pushes hard aginst my pants. I bite my lips unable to control my enraging hormones urging me to go back home to her and fuck her hard and raw.

No no no this is pure pain. Stop thinking about her. Think about something gross.

Old people making out.

Children pooping.

People vomitting.

Just gross things.

I feel my body cooling down and my hormones coming in control. I release a deep breath feeling myself coming back to normal.

"Capo, are you alright?"

Angleo asks?

"Yes, I am fine. Perfectly fine."

I say my voice constraint still not over my surge of lust.

I decide to focus my mind on other important topics rather than her. I have to otherwise it will be a very painful journey.

........................

Another 2 hours pass and we still haven't reached our destination.

Nah, something is fishy.

I can't get more in this trap. I was moving along with the things because I wanted the culprit but something is up.

Moretti, his daughter's expression, my dad, car, attack.

What is going on? There is something wrong.

But what?

It's like they are deliberately wasting my time, but why?

What is it that they will ge..

KUHU

Her name pops immediately in my head as I ponder upon this question.

Shit

I should have known that. Moretti is a son of a bitch, he won't back down and now must want his revenge.

Plus my father's hatred for her and me was imminent that they will do something.

"Turn the car."

I tell the driver but instead of listening to me he keeps driving.

"Turn the fucking car."

I yell but he instead presses the accelerator.

"Figlio di puttana, how dare you defy capo."

( Son of a bitch)

Angleo yells beside me.

The man sitting along with the driver pulls out a gun and points in our direction.

"Ccapoo, beseated qquitely."

He stutters and I see his hands trembling while pointing gun at me.

I look him and then look at the gun. My eyes bore into his eyes and then I chuckle.

"Was missing the action."

I say as the grab his hand and pull him making me fall on the back seat. I twist his hand and hear a crunch. Probably breaking of bones as now he wails like a dog.

Angelo immediately grabs him. Opening his tie, his encircles it in his neck strangling him as he yearns for life.

I immediately push up and go in the front seat.

Now seated beside the driver. I look at him and smirk. You could have survived.

His terror filled eyes look at mine and he begs.

"Pplease, I'll do as you say."

"Too late."

I chuckle and push him against the car door by kicking him with my foot, I feel the car turning right sharp with the loss of his hands on steering but my other hand immediately grasps the steering making the car stable.

I drive the car with my one hand while with other I push the door of the car open. His upper body hangs down from the car, and with one swift push he falls down from a car running at 180kmph, reaching the heaven or probably the hell.

I immediately take full control of the car getting seated in the drivers seat. I look back and see Angelo throwing off another body from the car. He comes in front too and gets seated besides me.

I turn the steering fully left with my one hand and get my gun out from my back pocket with other. As the car turns I see other cars in front of me halt.

I look at Angelo and see him pulling the trigger of his gun.

"Are you ready angleo?"

I ask smiling as I feel the adernaline fill my viens making me super esctatic.

A sinister smile appears on his face and his says.

"For killing, always."

"You sick motherfucker."

I say as I press the accelerator and shift the gear.

...................

"But what was the hurry to get home?"

Angleo asks as I pull into my mansion.

Still speeding up, I reply him

"Kuhu."

As I reach the front entrance, the pull the handbrake stopping the car.

"Kuhu?"

He questions

I look at him, seeing his hair all messend up, a cut on his left cheek, clothes all crumpled and his knuncles bleeding.

But still this bastard isn't fazed by pain at all.

"I'll explain later."

I say and get out.

My own clothes are all messed up, my shirt all red stained, some my own blood and mostly others.

A huge gash on back which was still bleeding and making the clothed stick to my skin.

It was irritating, I don't like my clothes dirty.

I hastily enter and make my way upto kuhu's room.

Upon entering, I see that the lights are turned off.

I look at my watch to see that it has been 20 mins past 4 am.

Maybe she is sleeping.

I tell myself and feel my heart palpitating. I have this sick feeling that she is not here.

But ignoring that nagging thought I enter her room. My hands are turning sweaty and I feel a pulse in my head pulsating so fast that it is making my head hurt.

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I walk closer to her bed and turn on her bed lamp.

The room illuminates but I feel my heart being pulled into darkness as I see the empty room.

"Were you expecting someone?"

I hear the eerily similar voice and turn to find my dad sitting on a chair with a smile.

That smile, it answers it all.

She is gone.

But still my heart is not agreeing so I question him.

"What are you doing here and where is kuhu?"

"I am here to help a poor child you kidnapped and kuhu is gone forever."

In a flash I move closer to him and pull him up by the collar of his shirt.

"I swear to god if you layed even a finger on her, I will rip you apart."

He chuckles and says

"No, my son it is not me from whom she needed protection it was you."

"Just look at you, so murkier."

He says pointing to the blood dripping on the floor from my suit.

I look down and see it as a feeling of disgust engulfs me.

"What do you think, she adored you?

No. She never did, women never do. Once she came to know about what all you have did, she left."

He says laughing maniacally.

" You took someone from me and I did the same. You will never have your happily ever after because, I never got mine due to your mother and you."

He yells on my face.

My grip on his shirt loses as I stagger back unable to comprehend what just happened.

She left after knowing about me. She left.

I feel those words running in my brain over and over again.

I hear his laughing as a faded background noise as he moves out of the room enjoying my agony.

He closes the door as he leaves.

And as I am left all alone, I fall on my knees in a pool of blood. I feel my heart twisting with a type of pain that is making it hard for me to breath.

Then those flashbacks come.

That devil holding me, using me, and absolutely draining my 14 year old self.

Leaving a scar that made me a devil.

I feel the bile rising in my throat and immediately run in the bathroom. I crouch over the basin puking, emptying out that burning liquid rising in my throat.

I look in the mirror to see a mess of blood, puke and tears.

Of course she left. You pathetic killer.

I feel my conscious saying.

The tears fall more as I am left all alone with my darkness.

I love her.

The realisation also sets in but now it's me and only me.