The Billionaire Mafia Alpha’s Chained Moon.

Meet The Big Bad Mafia Billionaire Alexander!

Alexander’s Point Of View :

"Love makes a person do things they can never even imagine they would be doing. "

Leaving all the important work of my 250 billion net worth company in Country B, here I am sitting comfortably in the backseat of my black Rolls Royce while staring out of the tinted glass at the heavily pouring rain of City N of Country A remembering how just one phone call made me fly from Country B to Country A overnight. Only for him. Austin. My Austin.

Flashback 24 hours ago…

Third Person's Point Of View :

In a dark room filled with the pungent smell of blood and rotting flesh, with walls covered in the red and brown colour of fresh and old blood, a man in his early thirties wearing a black tuxedo suit, surrounding with a dark dominating aura, his presence screaming power, was seen sitting on a chair intimidatingly while his sharp forest green eyes staring dangerously at the wounded man who was sitting in front of him in floor on his knees while trembling in fear. It was none other than the great mafia god of the underworld, Alexander Alaric Smith who was staring at his prey with his precatory eyes. In front of him was kneeling the man, who had helped his fiance elope on the very day of their engagement.

Alexander's Point Of View :

Staring at the traitor who had snatched my happiness with fierce intimidating eyes, I told him in a cold yet husky, deep dominating voice.

“I would have given you a painless death if you fucker would have hurted me but no you had play with my heart by going after my love. My Austin. You snatched him from me. Weren't you the one who helped him run away that night of his birthday party before our engagement. You not only helped him elope but snatched my love from me. Today I will show you what happens when someone messes with the Devil's love, tried to snatch his most precious possession. Today you will face the wrath of Lucifer. You have to bear the consequences of trying to snatch his liliath from him. Today you will directly go to the hell on this very f*****g Earth.”

I threatened and it wasn't an empty threat. I meant what I said. I am going to make this bastard feel the very pain I am going through. The pain I am feeling due to the loss of my love. My Austin who was supposed to be laying in my arms but was away from me, all because of this fucker who not only instigate him but also helped him elop before getting vanished. It took my men two years to find him and bring him in front of me and I promise today is the day of his death.

With it, without turning my head or removing my gaze from this bastard, I ordered Lucca, my right hand man who was standing beside me with his hands behind his back.

“Bring some water for our guest before starting the torture, we should show some hospitality after all This Mafia God is known for his hospitality in the whole underworld.”

I said meaningfully and Lucca immediately signalled one of his men to arrange it before quickly bringing the glass without any delay, knowing I hate to wait and giving it to me while saying.

“2 tablespoon BOSS!”

Lucca whispered to me as he gave me the glass. ‘This is Very less for this mother fucker.’ Thinking this I told him darkly.

“That's not enough, just add 2 more and bring it back.”

I passed the order as I gave it back to Lucca and demanded him to add more. Within the next few minutes he was back with the glass. Full of water. Taking the glass from lucca I went to that bastard who seemed to be

clueless and was kneeling on the floor while trembling in fear, waiting for his punishment. Grabbing his hair and yanking his head back, I said in a deep dark voice while glaring at him with fierce eyes.

“Let's make you drink some water.”

I exclaimed as I left his hair and held his jaw with one hand before opening his mouth forcefully, then I poured all the water inside, making sure that he gulps it down.

A shrill cry escaped his mouth as the water went down his throat and then he coughed blood. The water which I made him drink was having sharp glass powder mixed in it, which surely slashed the skin of his food pipe, damaging it permanently which made me smirk Devilishly and I asked him like the cruel demon I am.

“What happened? Didn't like the water? Wait, let me rub your back. You are surely gonna love it then.”

I said while kicking him hard in the stomach which made him vomit blood and groan in pain. I want to see this fucker bleed. Bleed to death. Bleed more than ten times the amount of blood my heart was bleeding with due to the grief of being away from my Austin.

So I ordered LUCCA to bring a plate with

iron powder. Nodding, he rushed out and came after a minute. As soon as he returned, I took a fistful of iron powder from the plate he was holding and saw my blood gushing out, but I didn't feel any kind of pain. This is nothing in front of the burning fire inside me. Moreover I deserve this pain as I failed to keep him. Seeing my blood Lucca urged me.

“Boss, Please wear gloves.”

He requested which I avoided as if I didn't hear them, his words fell on deaf ears. While that jerk cried his throat out giving me satisfaction as I rubbed his back with iron powder making his skin peel off. Seeing his sorry state I smirked wickedly before asking Lucca in a deep intimidating voice which would give a shiver to anyone's spine while glaring down at the bastard with madness filled eyes.

"You know what, Lucca? I want to see something with wings but alas, there is nothing with wings present here.”

I said faking sadness while walking around that bastard with an evil smirk plastered on my face as a wicked idea crossed my crazy mind and I told Lucca like a child who has finally found the solution to his great trouble.

“But don't you worry, I have a brilliant idea in my mind! I can create something with wings here only. Do you want to see Lucca?”

I asked him, smiling smugly which made him visibly shudder even after working for me for more than 12 years because he knew what awaits in the near future. Composing his calm, he asked me in a slightly worried voice while looking at me with hesitant eyes.

“BOSS, please don't mind me asking, but are you really fine?”

He inquired, looking at me as if I had lost my mind, which I actually did. I am no more in my sane self. Because the one who can keep me sane has already left or you can say flex, leaving me alone in this vast world. Running away from me. The very thought made me roll my palm into fists and clench them hard before I replied to him calmly, trying to contain my fury.

“Of course I'm fine. Everything is fine. Except of the fact that my fiance has f*****g fled on the very own engagement day and I am on the verge of going mad while searching for my baby who is on a run. Everything is f*****g fine except for the fact that it has been two whole years since my Austin ran away from home and we still could find him, we don't even have the slightest idea about his whereabouts. Everything is fine. Except the fact that I and you both failed in keeping him. EVERYTHING IS f*****g FINE.”

I yelled Furiously while blowing another kick on that fucker's face making him fall sideways while on the other than, seeing my outburst Lucca silently nodded and bowed down his head while I closed my eyes took a deep breath to calm myself down before opening them back and looking at that bastard with a sick smile as I asked sweetly if thats even possible without making it look creepy.

“So where I was? Yeah wings.”

I glanced back at that mother fucker who was now screaming in pain as I stepped on his hand and crushed his fingers under my feet. I smiled cruelly as I took a knife out of my tool box which Lucca was holding while standing behind me. The sharper knife specially custom made by Lucca, that can even s***h a crocodile's skin in a second. I held it in my hand as I decided. I am planning to practice the blood Eagle technique today. I remember reading my grand dad killing his greatest enemy in that way in a book of his in front of my dad's eyes. It's a painful torture method which was practiced by the Vikings.’

My Austin’s cute face which I hadn't seen for whole two years flashed in front of my eyes as I gripped the knife firmly and sliced open his back furiously making that Fucker scream his life out. His screams were like music to my ears which made me feel pleasure and I told him happily like a sick person I am.

“SCREAM! f*****g SCREAM!”

I roared while exposing his rib cage out and with a sharp tool, I snapped his ribs back making it look like a pair of wings.

As I hanged him and hooked his skin on an iron nail platform, I heard some gasps from my men who were standing in this dark, summer room silently watching the play unfold but remaining unaffected to it, I smirked satisfied with my work before ordering Lucca without looking back at him, still staring at this bastard who was crying in pain with dark eyes.

“INTERESTING. VERY INTERESTING. LUCCA, bring them.”

I roared at Lucca who nodded his head at me affirmatively before signalling his men who quickly ran out of the room and next within a minute they were back with a bucket full of leeches and a glass box. I motioned them with my fingers, gesturing them to move and stood at a distance as following my orders they started doing their job. They took his legs and placed them inside the bucket and then covered his upper body up to his things with the glass box. The next second they threw vipers, black mamba and a coastal taipan inside the box. I stood there looking at those animals biting and sucking his blood as satisfaction engulfed me. These are venomous snakes that will bring you death for sure. You dared to separate me from my baby and now you will die with this poison only.

I thought wickedly before I heard Lucca say.

“Boss, he is dead.”

I was still staring at my work, lost in thought when I heard Lucca say this. He was standing in front of me. I didn't reply to him and turned around to leave as I remembered about my Austin. My love. My baby. My sweetheart.