Entangled With The Mafia Boss

Chapter Nine

“You’ll pay for this Black Dragon, I swear it on my life, you’ll pay for this”. Viktor grits weakly.

Aurelio walks over to Viktor and punches him hard on the jaw causing him to spew out blood. Aurelio holds him by the jaw, forcing Viktor to look at him.

“How dare you threaten him”, he whispers menacingly. “In case you have forgotten, you’re the reason both you and your family are right here in this situation. You had the guts to not only threaten to kill him like you’re doing now, you tortured his ex and even though he never had feelings for her, you hurt and killed her. That alone is enough to warrant the death of both you and your precious family. If you have any sense left, you’ll shut your mouth and enjoy the show. One more word from your mouth and you'll wish you were dead”.

Aurelio pushes Viktor’s head away with disgust before walking back to stand beside Brian. There’s a light knock on the door before one of the earlier guards walk in.

“They’re here boss. They’re all waiting outside, should I bring them in?”.

“This place is big enough for fifty hefty men, isn’t it?”. Brian asks Aurelio.

“It sure is”. Aurelio grins in a sinister manner.

“Let them in and tell your second to bring in the torture devices. Brian orders and the guard nods before walking out.

The three people tied to the chairs start to whimper. A tear rolls down the daughter’s face.

“Tut, Tut, Tut”, Aurelio clicks his tongue and walks towards the girl. He leans down and wipes away the tear with his thumb. “Don’t cry darling, this is all your father’s fault. Blame him for the situation you’re in right now. All of you should. If your dearest father hadn’t been stupid enough to not only threaten my boss but also brutally torture and kill an important person to him, you guys wouldn’t be here”.

He straightens himself up and walks back to stand by Brian’s side. The door to the basement opens and two guards walk in carrying a table. On the table are torture devices of various sorts. The guards drop the table and walk back out. A few seconds later, the fifty motorcyclist gangs file in.

“So I heard there’s a party going on here”, the Crusher says with croaked laugh. His gaze falls on Viktor’s daughter and he licks his lips hungrily. “That one is mine”.

Brian nods approvingly at them and smiles evilly when they start to pull off their shirts.

“Please”, Viktor begs. “Please don’t hurt my family, hurt me instead. Please. I’m sorry. I… I shouldn’t have treated her like that but please have mercy, please Black Dragon. Have mercy on my family”.

“Your wife is a very beautiful woman. You’re a lucky bástard”, Machete says as he undresses Viktor’s wife with his eyes.

As the leaders, The Crusher and Machete are the ones to have a go at the women first. Machete walks towards Viktor’s wife while The Crusher walks towards the daughter. The men cut the ropes used to hold them to their chairs and then rip of the tapes on their mouths.

“Please, please I beg of you don’t hurt my daughter. Let her go. Let her and my son go, they’re innocent. They had nothing to do with whatever Viktor was involved in. Please don’t hurt my babies”. Viktor’s wife pleads, her face red and swollen from crying. “Please”, she says, shaking uncontrollably.

“Shh, shh, shh, shh”, Machete rubs her head gently. “You have nothing to worry about darling. The Crusher will take very good care of your daughter just like I’ll take very good care of you. We are really nice people, don’t let our looks deceive you. We won’t hurt you, we promise”.

The Crusher pulls Viktor’s daughter up by her arm, kicks the chair she was on away and then throws her to the floor.

“Don’t touch her!”, His wife yells. “Let her go you monster, let her go!”.

“Darling, you should be more worried about yourself”. Machete chuckles evilly. He trails his fingers on her cheeks, wiping her tears away with both of his thumbs.

“Don’t touch me!”, She snaps in anger and then spits in his face. “Bástard! I hope you rot in hell both you and your men!”.

“You test my patience, Woman!”, Machete growls in anger then rips off her shirt.

“Mummy!”, Viktor’s daughter yells when the Crusher forces her legs apart and settles between her legs.

“That’s it baby. Scream for me!”. He laughs sinisterly then rips off her clothes.

“Baby, I’m here. I’m right here for you. Everything will be fine, I promise. You’ll be fine baby, don’t be scared”. Viktor’s wife says to her daughter. “This is your fault Viktor, if only you had listened to me, none of this will be happening! You’re a coward. If anything happens to my babies, I’ll kill you, I swear it on my life Viktor, I WILL KILL YOU, YOU SON OF A BÎTCH!”, She yells in anger, fresh tears falling down from her eyes. “I HATE YOU!”.

“This should be fun!”, Aurelio grins.

Brian checks the time on his watch and sighs. “I have to get going”.

“Why?”, Aurelio asks. “The real fun hasn’t even started. You’re going to miss it if you leave”.

“Eliza is all alone in the office and by the way, I still have to read the reports you made on her. It would be wrong of me to keep her waiting”.

“Are you sure about that?”.

“Yeah. She’s still new to the environment and I have to take her on tours round the office”.

“Alright man, be careful out there”.

“Thanks. What about you? Are you staying?”.

“Hell yeah. Ain’t no way I’m missing this for anything in the world”.

Brian chuckles and with a light tap on Aurelio’s shoulder, he walks out of the basement. As he makes his way up the stairs, he hears Viktor’s daughter’s shrilling screams.

One might think Brian should be happy about the whole thing, that there should be a huge smile on his face but that’s not what happens. There’s a deep frown on his face because hearing Viktor’s daughter screaming makes him imagine what Nana’s screams were like when she was in Viktor’s daughter’s shoes. Torturing Viktor’s family is not enough. He’s going to personally make sure that Viktor regrets the day he was born and by the time he’s done with him he'll beg for death and even death will abandon him.

When Brian gets into the car, he lets out a huge sigh. Torturing people always makes him happy but today, he’s really not feeling it.

With another deep sigh, he starts the car and drives off.

When Andrea gets back into the office, she plops down on the chair with a frustrated groan. She’s not used to not doing anything. Back at the FBI, she always had something to do to keep her hands and mind busy. With all the crazy cases they had in the FBI, finding something to do to keep you from thinking about the various cases was a welcoming comfort.

But now, she has been reduced to sitting in a chair with nothing to do but stare at the clock counting the seconds and minutes. She lets out another frustrated groan.

“This is unbearable. I got to find something to do. I can’t go on like this”. She tries to open Brian’s desk drawers but they’re all locked. “Are you freaking kidding me?!”, She grits.

She looks at the door and sighs. She might find some files to go through in the former PA’s office but Aurelio told her not to leave the office for anything. She stares at the door longingly, biting her lower lip.

She weighs her options. Open the door or don’t open the door. Open the door, don’t open the door, open the door, don’t open the door.

C’mon Andrea, when have you ever let a man control you or tell you what to do apart from your superiors? Are you seriously going to sit down here like a dog waiting for a treat and let Aurelio tell you what to do?. “Heck no!”, She replies her thoughts out loud. “Brian might be my boss but Aurelio isn’t, he’s just his bodyguard and when has a bodyguard ever had a say in the boss’s company. As long as the command didn’t come from Brian himself, I don’t have to obey him. I can do whatever the hell I want and go wherever the heck I want to go. No man, apart from my superiors/ bosses will have a say in my life”. She gets up and makes her way to the door.

You’re a FBI agent Andrea, a FBI agent with military training, you can handle yourself against any threats. You have nothing to be afraid of. You’ve taken down many bad guys, criminals, your life has been threatened many times and you’re still standing, you have absolutely nothing to be worried about. Aurelio and his stupid order can go fück himself.

Saying that, Andrea opens the door and makes her way to the personal assistant’s office. She tries the handle and luckily for her, the door opens.

She walks in, admiring the office. Looks like the office hasn’t been cleaned out yet because there are beautiful flowery paintings on the wall and the window blinds are pinkish in color. They definitely can’t be Brian’s. A guy who names his company ‘The Dark Knights Empire’, will definitely not have pink window blinds in his office neither will there be colored flowery paintings on the wall. They had to have belonged to the former assistant.

The office is smaller than Brian’s and cozier. Brian’s office gives the feeling of a depressing hell hole.

She walks to the table and tries to open the drawers. Luckily for her again, they open. The first drawer she opens has three thick files stacked together. She brings them out and drop them on the table. There’s a paper on the top of the first file. It reads ‘BUSINESS PROPOSALS’.

“Huh”, she says and opens the first file. She glances through it briefly before shutting it and moving the stacked files aside.

She opens the next drawer and in it is just one folder. She pulls it out and places it on the table. On the folder is written ‘COMPANY PLANS’. She doesn’t bother going through it. She opens the third drawer but doesn’t see any files or folders. In it is a single key.

“What’s a key doing in here?”, She murmurs to herself. As she reaches her hand in to take it out, the door opens with a bang. The unexpected opening of the door causes her flinch and in the process, hit her head on the edge of the desk. “OUCH!”, She yells and starts to rub the spot. She gets up from her crouched position only to see Brian standing by the doors, his hands in his pocket.

“Hi”, Andrea greets, still rubbing her head. Then she frowns. “Would it have killed you to just have opened the door like a normal human being?!”. She snaps in anger.

“Are you calling me abnormal?”.

“I called your attitude abnormal not you. Big difference right there”.

“If my attitude was abnormal then you’re basically referring to me as abnormal”.

“That’s not…. You know what, never mind. Where the hell did you go to anyway?”.

“Did you miss me?”, Brian asks with a smirk and starts to walk towards her in slow and steady steps.

“You wish. Answer the question”.

“I had matters to attend to”.

“What matters were those?”.

“You ask a lot of questions, Elizabeth”.

“I am a very curious person”. She shrugs.

“Of course you are”, he says, stopping right in front of her. He removes her hand from her scalp and takes over in massaging it. He does it so well that Andrea can’t help but let out moans.

He grabs her by the waist and raises her up, placing her on the desk. When he makes an attempt to take his hand away, she grabs hold of his wrist. “Don’t stop”, she says with her eyes closed. “Please don’t stop”. Brian smirks and then kisses her.