Tortured to death
1173 Words
LUCIFERS POV
"Satan!?!"she spat befuddled.
" Yes, I am Lucifer Morningstar, the devil. " I said and huffed. The surprise and fear that she had engulfed in her beautiful face was priceless. Her mouth had a slight crack, which made her jaw drop just a little
" What do you want from me – Lu–cifer?" She stuttered and fidgeted. "I already said that I do not know where Calan is. I swear it, I do not know where he is" she whimpered. I moved my face towards her, staring in hers while moving hers backwards in fear.
"Look, I do not want to hurt you, because you shouldn't pay for the sin of another. So all I need from you is the truth and we are done. So are you gamed?" I uttered solemnly with a smirk.
" Y– yes" she stuttered and nodded. I signalled with my right hand that a chair be brought for me. Quickly, Owen brought a steel chair to me.
I brought it closer to her and positioned it right where I could have an eccentric view of my captive.
" Where … is…. Calan?" I questioned slowly, staring straight into her blue eyes.
" I swear it, I do not know anything about the whereabouts of Calan. I woke up this morning and was told he had traveled. Please believe me, I do not know about his whereabouts". She whimpered with her lips quivering and her eyes tearing up.
Her further lies infuriated me to the core. I knew she did know where Calan was, but she was just hiding it from me for his safety. It's mafia law that you never betray your capo or rat him out.
" Why are you lying? I thought we made a deal not to lie", I chuckled and grabbed her chin tightly. I swiftly sprung up and stared into her trembling face.
" I– I am saying the truth, I do not know his whereabouts. Please believe me," she shuddered.
" Why are you doing this to yourself? Speak the truth now!!!" I roared and came closer to her. " I really don't want to hurt you" I added.
" I,--i - I'm not…." She was whimpering but stopped and went into full rain of tears. I took out my handkerchief and wiped off the sweat on my face. One thing I hated was someone lying straight into my face, even if it were someone I really loved. I hated lies and that's why I never lied. All the words that came out of me were true. After all I had no reason to lie to anyone because I was feared by all.
" It seems you want it the hard way, darling", I placed my handkerchief in my back pocket and pulled her by her hair, as she dragged herself back upright and she sighed a groan. " I needed you to just tell me one truth so we could get this all done with, but umm you chose the path of deceit. Hence, I am going to leave you to my most cruel torturer." I clicked my fingers and Chatrina appeared. " Trina, do justice to her and get all the information I need", I said, and tapped Trina on the shoulder as I walked away.
" Please believe me, I do not know anything, please!!!!" She screamed whilst I waltzed out of the room, buttoning my suit.
"Dig everything you can find about her" I whispered to Damon when I was close to the door. He nodded.
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I left the whole torture scene and landed myself in my penthouse, North Vegas. I did go there whenever I wanted to clear my head. I got comfy on the large fluffy divan and had a bottle of Russo-baltique vodka, the best of its kind, on the round glass table in front of me. I really appreciated good Vodka because I felt it spoke to the soul and harnesses the demon in me.
About thirty minutes into drinking and listening to some cool classical music, my phone rung. I had a lucky smile cigarette stuck in between my lips.
"Speak" I ordered, with my legs crossed.
"I have some information for you, Boss. I looked for you at home but you weren't present,"Damon said.
" What's the urgency about?" I questioned and emitted smoke slowly.
" It's about our new shipping and then the Lady", he spilled.
" Ummm, meet me at the penthouse" I bawled and dropped the call before he could speak further. I allowed the phone to slide out of my hand.
My mind roamed back to Calan's bride. One disputed truth was she was very beautiful and way young. She could be twenty or thereabout and then get married to the brute and traitor who was in his mid forties.
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Minutes after ruminating on Calan's bride, there was a click on the elevator door, and it opened wide. Damon walked in, dressed in a black suit and dark shades.
"Good day, Capo". He greeted me with a mild bow.
" So, what do you have for me?" I asked and gulped the vodka.
"Now about the new shipping. I just got info from the boys that there was a hiccup shipping the package",He said. All of a sudden, the little tranquility I had just flew away.
"Bollocks!!" I snarled and smit the cup in my hand on the ground. It shattered to pieces.
" What do you damn mean, there was a hiccup with my goods!?" I questioned, still seated.
"They were intercepted by immigration officers at the port," he uttered. I clenched my fist so hard, I nearly broke the cup I held. Then I sighed to push out the tension.
" f**k!!!" I cussed and sighed after closing my eyes, trying to handle my temper.
"What is happening? Earlier today I lost money and now my package is not in my custody anymore. Are you all just so worthless to me?? I should as well drill a bullet straight in the center of your head since you can't get any damn s**t right!" I growled. I stood up and paced the room gently.
"Sorry, boss" he pleaded. But then hearing him say that angered me the more.
" One more word and you are dead! I always have to wash off your mess." I bawled. He was mute and just folded his hands behind him.
"So what do you have on Calan's bride?" I spat.
" Here is the file of her full biography" he said, and handed me a white file.
"Mm hmmm" I hummed and collected the file.
" Leave" I muttered. Damon nodded and waltzed out of the room.
I stared at the file while having my cigarette in my mouth. I slowly slumped on the couch. I opened it and got ready to dive into the gorgeous sight.
The first thing my eyes caught was her name and something shocking about her background...
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