TRIGGER WARNINGS:
EXPLICIT LANGUAGE
SWEARING
VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE
SMOKING/DRUGS
BLOOD/DEATH/GORE
"Raf the plan is so fucking simple, I won't repeat it." I rubbed my eyes in agitation. I looked across to see him with furrowed brows and an open mouth. Is he fucking high?
"Just explain it one more time. Do you want me to fucking die?" He scoffed as he nudged Sergio. "See he wants us to die." He mumbled. Sergio looked across at me in the car and then back at Raphael.
"Vicenzo goes in alone. He talks. If they don't listen, we will shoot them to shit." Sergio said exaggerating every point. Raphael nodded and rubbed his neck. "Now I get it. See wasn't that easier than whatever the fuck you said Enzo."
"You fucking ass. You don't want a stray bullet to hit you do you?" I chuckled as I tapped my gun slowly. "Now he's threatening my life. He never misses. If I die, it was on purpose." Raphael grumbled.
We were headed to see some men. Dare I say it but they may have disobeyed my rules. I only wanted to talk to them but I know in some situations, there is no solution other than death.
We soon stepped out from the SUV we arrived in and I took in my surroundings. It was a cold night, goosebumps threatened to appear across my skin. The soft moonlight basked everything, illuminating the shiny surfaces of numerous cars.
I checked my gun for bullets and placed it into my belt, fixing my suit jacket to make sure it was hidden. Sergio handed me a small knife which I concealed into my pocket. I was uncertain if I had to use them but it was better to be prepared.
I watched as Raphael picked up a sniper rifle. He looked through the scope and felt the weight. He was to be positioned onto the roof. Sergio and the seven other men were equipped with hand guns, bulletproof vests and they were to be posted outside. They would only enter the building upon my word.
The building in question was a broken down warehouse. It's roof was partly caved in which made it a good vantage point for Raf. He chewed some gum, he looked at ease as he walked off into the night, finding his way onto the roof. We have done this plenty of times, I've lost count. I looked at Sergio and he nodded back. Raf was bitchy but when it came to business, he was merciless.
When my men were in position, I headed into the warehouse. I walked slow, my pace even and demanding. Fear was something I created not something I possessed. I was not bound by my own fear.
The warehouse was dark, damp smelling and awfully cold. I am sure I could almost see my breath before me. The sound of my footsteps echoed off the empty space and I could hear distant voices, no doubt colluding against me.
The voices grew closer and I stopped when I saw the several men. The moon shone in through the damaged roof allowing me to see their features. Their faces held looks of fear and worry. I counted eleven men, eight of which were simply hired muscle. No brains, only brawn.
I stopped a few feet away from them, keeping some distance between us. "Good evening gentlemen. I doubt you were expecting me here tonight so I will keep this short and sweet." I spoke loudly. My voice boomed off the walls which made the situation more frightening.
The men all watched me carefully. They all carried guns and several of them pointed their guns at me. "Give me back what is mines and I will think about letting you live." I spoke as I looked around the room.
"No we do-" A man spoke up before I cut him off. "Do not underestimate me. I see that container behind you. Does it not say China white on the side?" I growled lowly. They wanted to piss me off then so be it. Did they truly think they could steal a shipment of drugs from me.
"I want you all to listen very closely. I have this entire building surrounded so there's no getting out of this." I smirked as I pulled down my cuffs.
"Take it. Just take it. We will leave and you won't ever see us again." A man in his forties begged. My mom taught me to never beg and I understood why. I chuckled and licked my lips. "You aren't going anywhere. You see, before I came here I was contemplating whether or not to allow you to live but now that I am here and he decided to lie to me." I pointed at the pathetic man. "I am not certain."
"However." I boomed which caught the men off guard. Some of them shook in fear and I wouldn't be surprised if they pissed their pants. "If you tell me who gave you the information needed to procure my shipment, I will show you mercy."
I stood waiting but it wasn't long before another man who seemed to be in his late forties spoke up. He had a thick moustache and greying hair. He was also slightly pot bellied. And these are my fucking men. Fucking hell.
"Wade. Please don't tell him. He'll kill us." He begged with wide eyes. The other men shot him dirty looks but they also had no idea what to do. "Wade." I stated. "I will deal with him." I spoke into my earpiece. Raf and Sergio heard what I said and remained silent. I wanted to be the one to deal with the fucker.
"Come here." I ordered the man who snitched. His legs shook slightly and his chest was heaving. When he stopped just in front of me, I looked down at him. "I appreciate your honesty. You want mercy, I have granted you that." I spoke coldly. His eyes danced as he anticipated his freedom. It was short lived when I pulled out my knife and ran it across his throat.
The man's eyes went wide and he clutched his gaping throat, gasping for air but instead his lungs filled with blood. His blood poured out, painting the ground. Soon his hands were also covered in blood and he fell to the ground, instantly dead. I cut his neck so severely my knife grazed his vertebrae. And that's how you do it Raphael.
The other men in the room clicked their guns at me, scared as shit for this own lives. Every exit was covered so their best bet was was to kill me or better yet to hold me hostage.
I quickly pulled out my gun and shot a man in the chest. I shot another twice in the chest and the men scattered. They hid amongst the dark of the room. "Raf." I spoke as I held my gun up.
Two shots rang out and he had perfectly sniped two men dead, the bullets going straight through their skulls. "Sergio." I said as I looked around the dark room. I shot another man, catching his thigh which made him scream out in pain. I quickly and silently ran towards him and saw him on the ground. I shot him without a care.
Just then, several more bullets rang out as Sergio and the guards killed the men as they tried to escape their inevitable deaths. I noticed a dark figure running for the front door. I quickly chased after it.
The man ran towards the SUV, perhaps he thought he could disappear into the dense forest beyond. But I caught him. I pushed the tall man onto the hood of the SUV, his head made a shrill clanging sound from the impact.
I turned him over and held him by the collar. I noticed Raphael had now come down from the roof and was watching me, still chewing gum. Sergio was also watching me closely as the other men still scoured the area ensuring everyone was dead.
"Do you think you can run?" I chuckled at the man who's life I held in my grips. I pulled back my arm and punched him. I punched him several times until his nose was broken and face, bloody and sore.
I decided I had enough excitement for one night and I took out my knife and only this time, I plunged it deep into his eye socket. His body went limp and I pulled out the knife which made a squelching sound as I did so. Blood dripped out of his eye as the fucking bastard got what he deserved. I stepped back and tried to control my breathing.
I looked down at my hands, my knuckles were cut and bleeding. "Wade." I called out. A man walked forward, his stature was tall and well built. Every step was taken with confidence. His dark blonde hair was unruly and he held his gun tightly.
"My own guard, a fucking traitor." I growled as I looked at Wade. "You would really try to betray me?" I chuckled darkly. I looked at Wade with disgust, he daren't shoot me because he would be dead before his finger even pulled the trigger.
I held up my blood stained knife and I threw it at Wade. He didn't have any time to react. My knife got him directly in his neck with such precision. He pulled his hand up to his neck but promptly fell to the ground, his body thudded heavily. I didn't need him alive.
I took out a cigarette and lit it. As I exhaled I looked across at Sergio. "Take care of this mess." I ordered. Fucking traitors, they always want the money. Money could buy anyone so I always had to be careful with who I trusted. I finished smoking and threw the butt away.
I got into a car and Raf and I were driven home along with Sergio and a few guards. The rest would tidy up the mess, disposing of the bodies and perhaps burning the warehouse down. No evidence, no crime. The drugs would be sold in the black market and no one would be none the wiser.
"Give me your hands." Raf said as we stood in the kitchen. "It is fine." I said as I ran my hands under the tap. I heard Raf mutter and a box was placed down onto the kitchen island. "Give me your fucking hands or I'll wake Mara. What's it going to be?" He growled.
I sighed heavily and turned the tap off, the water ran red down the drain. I faced Raphael and sat down on a stool. He rummaged through the first aid box and found a antibacterial wipe and tapped my knuckles gently, cleaning the cuts. His face was calm and his hair slightly messy.
"Fucking Wade." He muttered. I sighed and rolled my neck. "It does my fucking head in." I growled. Raf hummed in agreement and began to wrap my hands with a bandage.
"Part of the job I suppose." He said slowly as he concentrated. He wrapped my hands neatly. He pulled out a cigarette and began to smoke. "I'm so fucking not looking forward to the ball." He groaned as he leaned against the counter.
I chuckled which caused him to smile. "What!?" He queried. "You fucking love the balls. As I recall, you sleep with as many of the girls as you can." I said as I flexed my hands. "No. I see how many relationships I can destroy." He chuckled. "It is hardly my fault all I have to do is give a compliment and smile. Maybe I can teach you." He grinned, no doubt thinking about the ball next week.
"Fuck off Raf." I chuckled as I stood up. "Don't worry Enzo, if you like a girl I won't fuck her". He patted my back. I'm sure he wouldn't, he may be a fucking ass but he keeps his word.
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I really hope this chapter makes sense because I'm so exhausted right now. I did edit it before posting but idk my eyes..
Don't you wish you could sleep for 29 days straight?
Enzo and Raf, perfect killers and hot, yes I need them both.
