OUR ILL FATE

Chapter 5

Sergio's pov.

After the call with my baby girl, I put my phone in my pocket and dashed to the basement to meet that f*cker.

I can't believe my girl was almost assaulted by that piece of s**t. The thought alone is so infuriating. I'm grateful to Andrea for getting every single detail about her, especially her address.

I saw the way she gave me a confused look at how I knew where she lived. I was surprised she didn't ask me how.

When Andrea gave me her details this morning, I took note of everything. The most important things. I decided to stroll near her neighborhood to see if I could catch a glimpse of her anywhere.

I saw how lonely her streets were, and I thought of putting some of my men on duty to guide the estate. And now, as that assault happened, I'm going to do that because I will not want her in danger ever again.

My mind hardened when I saw that f*cker going towards her panties. I heard someone scream for help and I recognized the voice immediately. I ran to the spot and what I saw was an eyesore.

I quickly jerked him off from her and punched him hard. I wanted to kill him right there, but I couldn't because I didn't want her to see my murderous side. Also, she was very scared, and I quickly went off to calm her down.

For the first time since my parent's death, someone's plea and tears made me feel bad. Because to me, people's pleas were like music to my ears and I usually don't care.

But seeing my baby girl in that pitiable condition, I couldn't help but feel bad for her. The way she was trembling and hiccuping. That man is going to pay for doing that to her. I won't spare him.

The way she pleaded for me not to leave her alone in the park stimulated my dominant side. I can't say I didn't feel happy the way she was clinging onto me. I was elated that she felt safe in my hands and I promised myself that I would always protect her.

I had to leave her there, mainly to call Andrea to go to that spot and bundle that i***t to my basement. I won't leave him alive not after making my baby girl cry.

I saw the way she reacted after I pecked her on her cheeks. I had to do that because I knew I would have forcefully claimed her ravishing lips, but I didn't want to. Not after what she went through today. So I decided to just peck her, a reassuring peck actually that she was safe, because I knew she was still paranoid.

“ Which cell is he?” I asked Andrea, who was looking at me confused. I know he must be wondering who that man is.

“ The torture cell boss.”

I didn't waste any time and stormed into the cell. I saw the man tied up just exactly how I wanted him to be.

“ Sir please, I'm sorry. I was drunk. I didn't know what I was doing.”

I went towards him and punched him hard in the face. His nose began to bleed and this was just the beginning.

“ Ahhhhh! Sir, please spare me.”

“ Really? So I should spare you, huhh? Would you have spared her if I hadn't come, ehh?? WOULD YOU?” I screamed in his face and punched him aggressively again.

I didn't waste any time and took out my knife. His face widened in horror at the thought of what I was about to do to him.

“ It was these hands that you used to touch my girl, right?” I smirked devilishly at him and held his hands firmly. I began to chop off his fingers slowly one after the other.

His blood splashed on my suit, but I didn't care. At this point, he was screaming in pain and I continued till all his fingers were cut on both his right and left hands.

I didn't waste any time and took out my gun and shot him three times in his chest. His begging was infuriating me so much that I had to do that.

“ ANDREA!”

“ Yes boss.” he came to me while looking at the dead body.

“ Take this f*cker and feed his remains to the dog,” I said to him while walking out of the cell.

The truth is, I don't kill innocent people. Yes, I only kill bad guys because I hate the sight of innocent people being hurt by bad guys.

Like I said, I wanted to be a criminal detective, but the difference between me and them is that, instead of putting them in jail, I would rather put a bullet in their chest, so they would die and rot in hell. They don't deserve to live at all.

Those ‘rats’ among my men. I caught them within 2 minutes. It was so easy to catch them both because they were so scared. One was shaking, actually.

This morning, when I summoned all of them, I looked at them sternly, and I could easily differentiate the culprits from the innocent ones and immediately, I fished the two of them out. They both started begging for mercy.

One thing I detest so much is betrayal. What could he have offered you if you chose to side with him? What does he f*cking have that I don't have that you chose to betray me?

I didn't even wait for their explanation, I shot them right in their head, cut their head off, and showed it to the remaining of my men as a stern warning to what I would do to any of them that betrayed me again.

I don't show mercy for betrayals. If you're serving me, you serve only me! That's how I like it. If I choose you as one of my men to work for me, it will only be me alone. Just as Eleanor is going to be mine alone.

I'm not going to force myself on her because, if I want it, I can easily kidnap her, marry her forcefully, and keep her by my side forever. Nothing and no one can stop me from doing that.

But I want her to love me. I want to show only my sweet side to her. I want her to crave me just the way I crave her. I'm not going to show her my dangerous and murderous side.

In the mafia world, women are treated like pieces of s**t. They are sold, r***d, tortured, and used as many things. But I won't want that for my girl. I won't treat her like that.

I'm going to treat her like my Queen just the way my dad treated my mom. My dad loved my mom so much even though he bought her from an auction. He controlled her but treated her with respect till the day they died.

I never saw him raise his hand on my mom. My mom was scared of him at first but learned to stay with him.

Before my dad died, he taught me how to run the mafia. I had my first shot when I was nine years old. I killed a rabbit and my dad was proud of me. I shot a criminal first when I was eleven. He betrayed my dad, so my dad told me to kill him.

I was scared at first, but my dad told me only weak men get scared. That I should always learn to face and fight my enemies.

My dad knew he had many enemies. That's why he started teaching me about the mafia when I was seven. I think he saw the future and that he won't stay with me for long.

When he died, I took over him as his only heir, though I didn't know much. After time, I learned about everything. Before I turned 18, I officially became the mafia Don. I was the youngest of them all and that was what made my rivals look down on me. But I proved all of them wrong and faced every one of them.

Now, as I'm 26, I'm the most feared Don. My biggest rival that I have to take down now is Anthonio. He has gone into hiding ever since I officially became the Don. I'm sure he felt that I wouldn't be able to become the Don.

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I reached home and was welcomed by my main chef, Lelia. She and her husband, Marco, are my most trusted staff. They have been working with my parents ever since I was born.

When my parents died, Lelia took care of me. That's why I always respect her. I remember when I saw her secretly crying in the garden and asked her what was wrong. She hesitated to tell me, but I coerced her to. She told me that her husband was owing a loan of ten thousand euros.

I thought it was something huge and sent her the money immediately. She still thanks me today even though I keep telling her okay. She did so much for me and tolerated my excesses when my parents died.

“ Sir, dinner is ready. Should I bring it to your office?” She asked me while looking at my blood-stained shirt. She is used to seeing me come home like this, so she didn't even flinch.

“ Yes,” I said coldly to her and went to my room.

The blood of that f*cker was still on my body, so I had to wash up. I threw my shirts suit away in the bin. I don't usually wear clothes again as long as they have been stained with someone's blood.

I went into my bathroom and took a shower with my favorite wash. I walked out of the bathroom with my robe and went to my closet. I chose to wear a warm, simple outfit as it was already late. I wore a simple T-shirt and sweatpants.

I went to my office, which is connected to my room. There is a door that leads me to my office from my room, so I can easily go there any time of the day.

No one is allowed in my office except Lelia, who cleans here and Andrea. I saw that Lelia had brought my dinner already. I sat down on my gigantic chair and thought about this coming weekend.

My mind brightened at the thought of going out with her. I couldn't wait. I smirked at myself. I saw Eleanor's file around the corner of my desk. I decided to go through it again, in case I missed something earlier.

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Name: Eleanor Salvatore

Age: 19yrs old

DOB: February 27th, 2004

College: Hayvel College, Rome.

Height: 5”0

Eyes: ocean blue eyes

Hair: light brown

Weight: 55kg

Phone No: 339 7890176

Address: Via Giulia, 182

City: Rome, Italy

Fav food: pancakes, loves Chocolates

Fav flavor: Vanilla

Fav color: Blue

Mom: Alice Salvatore, Nurse

Dad: Enzo Salvatore, Banker

Siblings: None, only child

Bestie: Mia Alberto

Studying: English and literature

Hobbies: reading novels, singing

Allergies: Peanuts

Relationship status: single, never dated

And still a virgin.

I smirked when I saw that last part. I'm happy my baby girl hasn't been touched. I'm going to be her first in everything.

I continued to go through her file as I dived into my sumptuous meal.