Chapter 2- Massimo


    Massimo''s pov


    I think my eardrums will get damaged soon, this bastard in front of me is screaming like no end,


    covered in blood, and begging and crying for mercy, while I am creating new designs on his body with


    my favourite knife. what a bloody mess... oh and I am fucking loving it. well he deserved that, bastard


    stole my important files and sold them to my business rivals. I hate traitors and liars and love it to kill


    them in the worst way possible. He thought he won''t get caught but this fucker don''t know that I am the


    mafia king. The day he messed with me he signed his own death warrant. I don''t do any kind of mercy.


    It does not exist in my dictionary.


    World knows me as a sessful businessman , but not everyone knows that I am a mafia king too.


    Only people in the underworld knows that, as we respect "omerta" but mafia king or not I do own


    business world too and people fear me. They know i am a dangerous man and I get what I want. and if


    I want something I y dirty and I don''t give two flying fucks what I have to do to get it done. if I want


    something it will be mine.


    " S..sir please, I am sorry... d..don''t kill me p...please." He said trying to free his hands which was tied in


    metal chains.


    ''''Tch, tch....toote ....should have thought that before Fucking with me you bastard..."


    Well it''s enough entertainment for today. I am getting bored now, I spend to much time here, with a final


    stroke I slit his throat making the blood stter all over my clothes and the dirty floor of the basement,


    his bodyid lifeless on the floor with deep cuts, missing fingers and limbs in pool of his own blood.


    Satisfied with my work I ordered my men to clear this mess and left the basement.


    We are in mafia for generations now, I took over after my father. Since childhood I have been doing


    these things, my father trained. killing, torture, gambling, and illegal business. My father started training


    me when I was 6.


    I respect him alot even if we are mafia we respect family and will always protect each other. we don''t


    betray and kill family, I grew up in this but never wanted to be mafia king, but when I face this


    fucking world and it''s darkness then I realised how much it''s important to be a king as make


    others your puppets, if you don''t use people for your benefits then they will use you for theirs, so


    be a king instead of pawn.


    I am a good man only for my family. I demand fucking respect and obedience and ofcourse fear, it


    gives me satisfaction and power. I love it when I see fear in people eyes. I have destroyed my each and


    every enemy who ever dared to raise a finger in front of me, we are the strongest and dangerous mafia


    in the world and I rule the underworld. No one defies me and if someone did they won''t be able to see


    the next day, I make sure of that.


    Turning on the shower I cleaned all the blood from body, Looking at my body in the mirror, I have scars


    too many scars. bullet marks and cuts are hidden behind the tattoos, they perfectly cover my scars. it''s


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    not like I am ashamed of them I got them while making my kingdom strong and powerful. And I don''t


    regret it, I am proud of it.


    I got a call from Nics that we have to final a deal today. he is my most trusted man and childhood


    friend, only he has the guts to call me by my name and ofcourse because I let him to.


    Getting ready I left with nics for the club in which we are meeting with the dealers. As i pass by the


    hallway my men bow in front of me showing me respect.


    As we entered the club. we were weed with the view of people dancing and drinking with sweaty


    bodies. we quickly entered the vip area were everyone was waiting for us to arrive, we started our


    meeting discussing about the deal.


    A waitress shortly came with our drinks, wearing short skirt and showing her almost non existent boobs


    with lust clearly visible in her eyes. years of practice and I know how to read people very well. It''s not


    her fault women throw themselves at me either way for my money, my looks or both. and I enjoy every


    second of it, who doesn''t. I have never fucked any woman twice. I don''t do love, don''t know how to do


    that. I fuck and only fuck hard. I have been with models, actresses, whores, every type of slim,curvy,


    and sometimes it bes hard to get rid of them in the next morning with all the fucking drama, I don''t


    force them theyes with me by their own will and I really appreciate if they left in the morning


    minding their own business. Even if I am a monster I don''t touch women against there will, raping them


    is what I will never do In my whole life, I like them screaming and moaning my name under me and


    begging for more. it''s better to release your sexual frustration with one night stand. With no string


    attached, I like it that way. no woman has ever caught my attention and I am not looking for one either, I


    daubt someone will be able to do that. I am not a sappy rtionship kind of man. All I want is money,


    power and tight pussies to fuck.


    We finally sealed the deal and the fear in the dealers eyes shows me that they agree to my every


    condition as they don''t have a choice anyway. they know who I am and what I am capable of doing...


    afterall..


    "I am not a man to be messed with"