Chapter 31
Luciano
“Do it,” he mumbled again.
In a quick move, I directed the gun to his thigh and fired it. He screamed.
“What the f**k!” He gritted.
In a show manner, I moved the gun to his other thigh and his eyes followed the movement. He shook his head.
“Just kill me, you idiot.”
Oh, I will. Another bullet in his thighs, he screamed again and the blood was dripping on the floor, painting it red. Lastly, I lifted it to his head and his jaw clenched.
“We will ruin everything you have.” He breathed and I smirked.
“You are not capable,” I whispered the last thing he would hear and the shot echoed, it became quiet. I got up and put the gun back where it was.
“Deal with this,” I gestured to his lifeless body, my brother nodded. I walked out and decided to take a shower at home to
