EpisodeThree
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The sudden downpour of water made Violette's eyes open slowly, and a gasp escaped her gummy throat.
She must have passed out completely after she was thrown into the truck, and now this environment is unfamiliar.
She felt restraints, and that's because her arms are tied behind her. She's laying on the ground with her right side, her mouth gagged.
The place smells like sawdust with a mix of dung. Is this a stable?
There's a small dim light shinning directly on her face, and just when she was about to start wondering where it's coming from, she was pulled to her knees by strong arms.
She wasn't surprised when she came face-to-face with Carla.
Carla sat like a vice on a chair, right in front of her. There are still streaks of tears on her face, and that only confirmed something.
Dominic is dead.
Despite her gagged mouth, Violette smiled in victory, and the smile graduated into a shrill laughter which annoyed Carla to the deepest core.
She roughly pulled the gag away from Violette's mouth, and Violette let out a breath.
No idea what the gag was, but it stank.
Carla threw an hand forward, hitting Violette vengefully in the face.
Violette's cheek stung, and the bun in her hair went loose, letting her long blonde hair cover a large part of her face.
Carla's hand flew forward again, giving her another hit, harder than the first.
The third hit came almost immediately, and Violette's mouth bled from the intensity.
"I can help you send the baby to him too, in hell. Pretty sure he's long dead!" Violette spat.
Carla raised her hand to slap her again, but Violette ducked her head forward, slamming her forehead on Carla's tummy.
An earthshaking scream tore out of Carla's mouth as she staggered and fell, holding her stomach which began hurting like hell.
Her gangsters rushed in to help her up. They're three, plus the two who hijacked the van.
"I trusted you! I respected you, Carla! I gave you my all and what did you do? You threw it to the dust! I can't count how many times I borrowed you money but you never payed back with our friendship excuse! I even bought you a baby walker and cot already, intending to gift them to you after you put to bed, but what? The baby belongs to Dominic?" Violette said, laughing at herself.
"I should probably get an award for foolishness at this rate" she grinned painfully.
By now, Carla is back at her feet. She came closer again, picking a plank from the ground which she hit on Violette's head mercilessly.
Violette's skull made a loud noise as blood ran down her face, and Carla grabbed her by the hair, forcing her face up.
"He doesn't want you! You're a fool! Is that so hard to grasp? He only wants your money for us! You've been so kind funding the two of us for so long, what's so bad in continuing? Huh?" She shamelessly said.
Violette's head is still a mess from the plank hit, so she couldn't even give a reply as she wriggled in her hold.
"Now that you killed him and rendered my baby fatherless, I'm gonna end you too like I promised!" Carla barked, releasing her roughly.
Violette fell back to the ground, almost passing out as Carla took a Glock gun from the gangsters.
She slid her finger under the trigger, aiming for Violette on the ground.
"Bye, sweetheart" she muttered, and the scenario experienced a swift, unexpected change.
The dim light in the room which came from a bulb suddenly went off, and someone definitely entered the room.
The sound of thrashing is the only thing that could be heard for the next three minutes.
"What's going on! Who's it!" Carla's shaky, scared voice boomed as she stood alone in the darkness.
The light came back on, and the gory scene that greeted her made her freeze in place.
Four bodies are down in the pool of their own blood. The bodies of the gangsters.
The fifth one is in the grip of a guy who's wearing a cap.
He's holding the the gangster in a dangerous chokehold, ready to sniff life out of him as his determined eyes fell on Carla.
"Who...who're...you?" Carla gasped, and the gun fell from her as she shifted back in trepidation.
Violette's eyes opened on the ground, and she managed to raise her head a bit, taking a look.
It's the same strange guy she sighted in the wedding hall earlier. The buff guy.
He snapped the neck of the fifth gangster with ease, dropping his dead body on top of the other four.
Carla let out a deafening scream, and she fell unconscious.
Violette pushed herself to a sitting position, viewing the man clearly.
He's not moving from his position, and he's giving her that intentional stare again like he's on a mission.
"Who're you? Why did you save me?" Violette asked slowly, her head throbbing and body aching.
"The Boss has an important business to settle with you" he replied, his voice firm.
"The...Boss?" Violette tried to open her eyes wider as the headache got more intense.
The man stepped aside, and the powerful scent of pine and wood confiscated the air as another man stepped into the room.
Even in the dim light, his halo is too strong, and his walking steps are calculative. With an hand in pocket and the other hand firm beside him, he advanced.
His bolrado suit is best described as 'perfect' and the sharpness of his jaws is obvious even from the distance. His hair is slick back, and when the dim light hit his eyes, the heterochromia showed.
The color of his two eyes differ, and it only added to his commanding aura.
Who's this man?
Violette shifted back on her butt, fear suddenly clawing her the closer he got.
She couldn't escape though, as her back hit the wall after a few shifts. She gasped, swallowing nothingness.
The man crouched in front of her, the smell of his aftershave wafting through her nose as their eyes met.
No jokes, she could die in fear right now. Whoever this man is, he's a powerful force.
"Who're...you?" She stuttered.
This is the second time she'd be asking that question today though from different people, and she's hoping he's not here to make her life worse than it already is.
The man's eyes twitched, burning embers through her skin before he spoke in a rich,
dulcet voice.
"Ever heard of Massimo Visconti?"
Violette's heart got hooked in her throat, and her breaths seized.
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