the devil watching over me

chapter 2: leonardo, meeting

Leonardo’s POV

I tightened the grip of my leather gloves again which was dripping with blood.

“was that all of them?” I asked damein who just entered the room noticeably blood soaked but I knew it wasn’t his blood.

He grinned “yes capo, the whole lot of the family is dead except for that maiale’s wife. Just as you instructed.” he said as he wiped off the sweat from his forehead. (boss) (pig)

“did the killing really work you out?” I asked laughing while taking off the bloody gloves. I loved the smell of the blood. It gave me a pleasurable sense that another annoying thing has been wiped off the face of the earth which will never bother me again.

“no lying capo they put up a lot of fight even the cagna’s…” he trailed off. With a tint of disappointment thinking he had a hard time killing them I look to Damien to finding him grinning menacingly. A look of satisfaction like he was reminiscing the moment.

“but that’s what made it lot more fun capo. I took my time torturing and giving them a very painful death…” I cut him off knowing where this was headed. Damien loved telling tales of his killing. But that’s what make him perfect as my right-hand man. Like me, he enjoyed killing and loved the thrill it gave. I looked down to the man who was bleeding profusely the thrill was so much to the point it might just make me high from it.

I stood looking down to the blood-soaked body. I leaned down crouching near him, admiring my work. It was beautifully done. I had started my artwork with cutting off his Achilles tendons first and moved up to breaking every bone my hands could find. I took my time. I break one bone and didn’t move to second one right after that. I watched him and savoured the scream that came out his mouth. I made sure he felt the pain of every bone breaking. It hadn’t been past over 10 minutes when he passed out from the pain. “tsk, and they all feared him. William jones. I expected more from him. Everyone should watch him writhing like a p***y now” I remember thinking.  I had to wait for 10 full minutes while my men made him regained consciousness and I continued with my artwork. The only thing left to do was finish him off. Drowning in his own pool of blood the so-called underworld mafia boss of London tried to say something to him but instead gurgled in his own blood. “tch tch Leonardo how can you forget that you just took over, you are the king now. The king of London” I reminded myself shaking my head chuckling.

Remembering the work was still not over I got up walking towards the door. “finish him off!’ I barked off the command to lucas. I looked back to see him finish the work.

“did you gather all the maids and staff working here?” I asked Damien who was walking beside me.

“si capo, they are gathered in the garden.”

“good. Now should we begin the hunt game?” the question was more like directed to me. My pulse quickened from the excitement I was getting.

“si capo.  We are gonna have one hell lot of a fun.” Damien smirked, his eyes darkening just at the thought of hunting down his prey.

“make sure not a single soul is left or in hiding. I want everyone there” I ordered Damien while putting on fresh pair of black leather gloves. It isn’t that I disgust blood that I put on the gloves but simply that the blood spilt is not worthy enough to touch my skin. They are not worthy. No one is worthy. No one is same or above Leonardo de Luca. They all are below me. And anybody who has tried didn't live to see another day.

I reach the garden to find line of maids, cooks and some of his survived underlings. I count the people who stood there watching me in fear and agony. counting over to 45 he saw them crying and begging him not to kill them. “that’s right. Fear me cuz soon you all will be meeting your end” my eyes darkened from the thought. This little game has been a little entertainment for me and my men. I tell my preys to run, as fast as they could. I give them a little time to run and then we hunt. We shoot and kill. And never once has anybody successful in running away. I always win and expect my men to win as well, failure is something I can’t tolerate.

“you’ve got 45 seconds to run.” I tell them taking out my gun. I look at the beauty in my hand. This particular beauty had taken out all his enemies including his former boss who was the previous owner of the gun.

“I won’t repeat twice” I barked getting ready for the hunt not giving the preys to process my commands. “3,2…” I was doing the countdown when a voice interrupted me.

“capo, I found this woman in the basement. She was locked up...”

“WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT INTERUPPTING WHEN I AM TALKING!!!???” I barked. Furious by the interruption. If there’s one thing I hate the most is interrupting when I am talking or defying me. I looked at my underling who was holding a vert tiny, dirty girl in his hands. Her long hair was covering her whole face. She was literally dressed in rags. She was really dirty and smelled. I was disgusted by the sight of it.

“im s-s-sorry capo ” he cowered trembling but continued hoping to save his life “… you asked not to spare anyone so when I found her I thought…” the words were left hanging as I pointed my gun at him and shot right in the middle of his forehead. His brains scattering everywhere making the maid and staff screaming.

“I think I made clear not interrupting me when I am the one doing the talking…” I sighed scratching my forehead with the tip of my gun, “… and then you go talking back to me?” I shot him two more times to ease my anger. Everyone stiffened around me except Damien,

“what do you think fra? Were my actions justified?” I asked Damien.

“si, capo he deserved it.” He grinned. As expected of my right-hand man.

“now…” I looked at the dirty girl who was looking at the dead body but not letting out noise, interesting, “since you ticked me off putting me in a very bad mood, you are gonna be the first prey. We are gonna start our game with you.” I looked for any reaction without getting any. That made me frown. It made me angrier as I was already was. Im gonna enjoy killing this girl. My inner voice sneered. When she didn’t move Damien pushed her letting her land on her bum. Still no protest or any voice out of her.

“move!!” Damien barked at her. 

The girl stood up and what seemed to be like processing the command she got. she starts running. Stumbling and falling down at the beginning like she has never run in her whole life before.

20 seconds… 25…  I point my gun at the running figure. 30… 35… 40…  I was going to shoot her when she surprised me by stopping. The girl who should be running for her dear life had stopped on her tracks and looks to her right. At the lake. She turns right approaching the lake slowly.

What the hell is she doing!? Shes ruining the game. I thought watching her utterly confused. 45 seconds had been passed over now,

“Is she f*****g mocking me!!??” rage filled me and I aimed at her to shoot. The shot would have gone through her head and killed her if she hadn’t trip and fall down soaking herself in the lake.

“puta…” I cursed and walked towards her swearing myself that I was gonna give her the most painful and slow death.

Gracie’s POV

I was awaked forcefully by a hand racking me up and dragging me outside. The physical pain was a normal thing for me so I didn’t mind it that much. I thought it was just another one of the beatings i got on daily basis but my eyes widened when I realised the man was dragging me outside of the cell. I had never stepped outside of it.

“stand properly and come with me!” the man shouted at me. I followed him but walking was a strange feeling. It took me a few minutes to adjust to it. I noticed my surrounding for the first time now. I was walking onto a stair a now. Till now my surroundings were like of what you could call a dungeon. I stopped on my tracks as I watch the man halt and open the door. I followed him to a large hall. I searched for a word to describe what I saw and the word popped up ‘beautiful’. Not until I saw the pool of blood splattered on the floor with bodies slumped and lying on the floor. I let out a little gasp as the smell of blood hit me strongly. But I knew more than enough and smart enough not to question the man dragging me of the occurrence that happened.

I was taken outside and then it hit me. The sun. I shut my eyes not used to the brightness that hit me. I tried to open the lids but my eyes were still clearly adjusting to the light that hit me. The man was dragging me somewhere but I didn’t care. More like I couldn’t. my eyes were glued at my feet. I was barefoot and walking through the grasses. The feeling that engulfed me… I couldn’t pinpoint the word. Was it what I imagined it to be? I had always wondered what it would be like. I regained my senses when I heard the man talking again. I looked up to see women and some people lining up. There were men everywhere wearing suits holding guns. I didn’t quite grasp what the situation was, everything was happening fast paced and I couldn’t process of what I should be doing or feeling.

“are they going to kill me? Finally, after all those years locking me up? Is my time up now?” I start questioning myself. I kept my eyes down. That’s what I have learned all this time. I was taught never to look at them. To always keep my head down but my head jerked up, when I heard a loud shot.  My ears ringed from the loud shot. the man who had dragged me outside of my cell was now dead. His head tore open and brains scattered. I wanted to puke. I looked up to the man who killed him, I expected him to look like the man from her cell who used to torture all the time. bulged out stomach, chin almost joining with his shoulder, bald and ugly. But what I saw took my breath away,

The first thing I noticed in him was his eyes. Light grey with a tint of blue. His eyes reminded her of the pre thunder clouds that seemed to crack lightening any moment now. His eyes were beautiful but yet fearful. She could see the ruthlessness in his eyes. His eyes looked like death. he was literally towering over her.

“now…” the man turned to look at her, i was watching him with whatever my hair was giving access to since I liked to cover my face with it. He was tanned. Exotically. The people I have seen were fair and pale but this man was… alluring… his black hair was tousled, chiseled jaw with stubble. His perfectly shaped nose scrunched up when he looked her.

“since you ticked me off putting me in a very bad mood, you are gonna be the first prey. We are gonna…” I watched his mouth moving. His lower lip being a bit bigger than his upper lip. My eyes moved down to his neck. “they are broad” I thought to myself and I noticed a tattoo creeping out from his neck. I knew what a tattoo was since jasmine had one too and she told me how she got it and how it hurts to have them but people have them anyway. I was still in my thoughts when I heard the other man shout at me.

“move!!” that man pushed me and I fell down. I realised what I was supposed to do. ‘obey’ is what I have to do. I got up at ran. Ran straight ahead not knowing what was gonna happen to me. Probably killed. It was difficult to run. The feeling was so foreign to me. Everything was foreign to me at this point But I had to obey. I kept running till I noticed something from the corner of my eye. I stopped and looked at my right. “water, lake… its so beautiful” and without thinking I walked towards it. Everything stilled around me as I approached the lake. i forgot the command. I sunk my feet into the edge of the water. It was cold yet the feeling was much more than I what I always dreamed to be. I tried to sink my other feet too but I slipped on something and fell into the water. As soon as my body sunk in the water, I welcomed it. It felt so good. And i felt choking up. What was the emotion she was felt at the moment? Was she happy right now? After struggling for a bit, I stood up. I pushed back my hair basking my face in the sunlight and coldness from the water. i felt my vision blurring as tears welled up my eyes. I turned around to see the beautiful man from before looking at me pointing out his gun at me. But I couldn’t care less. I was happy and wouldn’t mind getting my life taken away at this moment. I smiled at him holding out my wet hands crying happy tears, the words that left my mouth was,

“its exactly and much more than what I expected it to be. The water, the sun, the air, the grass everything and YOU, it’s so beautiful” she smiled at him saying all these things not knowing the effects of her words which was gonna take over him.