Chapter 90


    Luca’s POV


    I turned my head around once thepound was empty of any guard and turned my head around until


    my head was facing in the direction of Ivan’s cousin, and a startled yelp flee out his lips as soon as I


    was suddenly focusing my gaze on him all of a sudden, and was jerking him forward with my grip


    around his shoulder all of a sudden.


    “You and your cousin are in a lot of trouble.” I said to him and he started to shake his head, wringing his


    hands at his sides nervously and parting and closing his mouth up as nothing managed to escape due


    to how nervous he obviously was.


    “Go in there and get the guard who had tricked you all intoing out here.” I said to him and used my


    grip on his shoulder to drag him around before finally pushing him slightly into the direction of the


    house, and once again, I watched as he did as told, slightly stumbling and then regaining his bnce


    immediately then making his way towards the house like he had been told.


    I turned my head around and nced down at James and Ivan who had been staring straight at each


    other without saying a thing for really long minutes. James, on feeling my gaze on him, finally moved


    into action and I watched as he stretched out his hand and used it to tug on Ivan’s chest until Ivan was


    sitting up on the floor, and their faces were only a few centimeters apart from each other’s.


    “Why in the world did you think kidnapping someone that was his, was agood idea.” James started to


    ssy to James, gesturing upwards with a jerk of his head and that was when it dawned on Ivan, and that


    was when he just started to absorb our main reasons foring to pay him another visit, like he had


    started earlier on.


    “I – I, hadn’t that been sorted out already? He already told me he’d pay the whole hospital bills and I


    agreed immediately…” Ivan had started to say almost instantly in reply to James, his eyes darting


    upwards to stare at me for a moment and even before the whole words couldpletely leave his


    mouth, James was reaching forward and delivering a solid punch on Ivan’s cheeks.


    “Shut the fuck up about the whole damn hospital bills, your moron.” James warned in a low voice and


    Ivan clutched the side of his tsce where he was punched in as he stared into James face, totally not


    seeing that particr punching.


    “Now, what did you inject her with?” James started to asked after a moment and I observed as Ivan’s


    face twisted in pain as his hand pressed into the side of his face, and he hesitated for a moment,


    ring angrily at James– a gesture which earned him another sharp punch in the other side of how


    face from James, and Ivan couldn’t for the life of him, stifle the cry that slipped out of his mouth the


    moment after James knuckles connected with the other side of his cheeks.


    “Do I look like I am fucking ying with you right now? Fucking answer me right now before I blow up


    your stupid brains with my gun.” James warned him in a low angry voice while jolting and shaking him


    with his grip on his shirt and I watched as Ivan’s face which was still hardened, moments ago, was now


    currently painted with fear.


    “What did you inject her with?” James repeated himself and I watched as Ivan only puffed out a sharp


    breath from his nose before starting to reply to James’ question, in a really hoarse and cracked voice.


    “It was a bunch of hard drugs.”


    James punched him in the face as soon as the words left his lips and I watched as he threw his head


    back as a pained cry escaped his mouth, the parts around his cheeks where he had been punched at


    was current starting to get swollen up.


    “You bastard.” James spat out at Ivan as soon as he turned his head sharply with his grip on the front


    of his shirt and I watched as Ivan’s head which was thrown backwards, moments ago, was being


    thrown forward immediately.


    “What are the drugs which you injected into her veins?” James continued, his voice carrying a sharp,


    daring edge to it and each word of how was literally daring everyone to not dare mess with him.


    “I already answered you, man. I said it was a bunch of fucking drugs, I don’t even know the names, I


    just know that heroine and some other hard drugs were mixed together in order to knock her out faster


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    than she’d ever realized.” Ivan started to say to loudly into James face, an outraged expression on his


    face and before he could blink, James was delivering a hard punch at the side of his lips, a hit which


    bursted his lips instantly, and also bruised his insides of hoe cheeks in the process.


    Ivan leaned over to the side of the ground to spit out blood mixed with spit, his face resembling a


    punching box due to how different parts were swollen badly.


    It was because James'' punches were so damn tough.


    “Do you know how sick you are? Huh?” James started to say to Ivan once again, shaking Ivan around


    with his grip on his shirt for emphasis and I watched as Ivan moaned in pain, his voice sounding really


    bad and scratch.


    “You’re a really huge piece of shit and I hope no woman gets to end up being cursed by getting you for


    a husband.” Ivan said to him in a sharp voice, and as he kept repeating all those words, he was


    punctuating those words with sharp punches into Ivan’s face and throat until his grip on Ivan’s shirt was


    the only thing holding him up.


    I nced up away from them and chucked on seeing Ivan’s cousin who I had sent inside the house to


    go get the guard who had made the mistake of opening the gate for us, only to find him standing at the


    entrance of the door with his hands over his mouth as tears ran down his cheeks. His eyes widened as


    soon as he caught me watching him and he scrambled around and disappeared into the house


    immediately, almost falling on himself as he mmed the door shut behind him.


    I dragged my gaze away from the closed door and focused it on James and Ivan whose head was


    lolling to one side of his head, and his eyes were barely staying open, with his lipspletely swollen,


    as well as the whole sides of his face.


    His nose was crooked as well, and a part of his nose was bleeding, as well as a side of his lower lip


    which had bursted at a point.


    “Please.” I heard Ivan moan out in a really hoarse voice, staring up at me dejectedly and darting his


    eyes to return back to James face immediately, the plea falling out of his lips on a strained whisper.


    I knew it was only a matter of time and he’d end up giving in and start pleading for mercy. I knew his


    likes very well, and I’vee in contact with them a whole lot, ever since I became a teenager, even


    before he officially became a mafia lord.


    James stated at him nkly for long moments before finally shaking his head and suddenly releasing


    his hold on him, pushing his backwards with his previous grip on his shirt and as expected – Ivan, who


    was being help up by James firm grip and nothing more, fell down t on his back and head


    immediately, a harsh and hoarse cry flying out of his lips in the next second.


    I watched as James got to his feet and moved around until he was standing at the side of Ivan long,


    sprawled out body.


    “If you ever–” James started to say to Ivan, and as expected, he started punctuating every word of his,


    with a kick of his foot, at every side of a writhing Ivan who was weakly trying to block every hit with his


    hands, to no avail. “– do that kind of shit to another woman, I promise you that I am going toe find


    you myself, and then I am going to fucking end your useless live with my bare hands.”


    James had seeded in kicking Ivan in the ribs, chest, back, neck, and legs as he kept punctuating


    each of those words which he had said, with every kick of his shoe– which held so much intensity that


    Ivan had started weeping at a certain point and had also started to plead in a strained, broken and


    really hoarse voice, demanding for mercy from James and I as every kick of James shoe connected


    with different parts of his body.


    I folded my hands on my chest and nced at the wrist watch which was clinging on my left wrist, it


    was currently some minutes to seven p.m in tbe evening, and James and I would have to leave here as


    soon as possible.


    James started to crouch down once again and I watched as he did it this time beside Ivan’s head – and


    Ivan, on noticing James’ presence beside his head, had gotten startled and had tried to roll away from


    the particr spot he was currentlyying in, despite his hurt and badly beaten up he currently was.


    But he couldn’t even manage to make aplete body roll, because James’ hand had shot out to bury


    its fingers deep into Ivan’s hair, and he had used that as leverage to tug Ivan back into ce until Ivan


    obviously had no other choice, except to look up into James'' pissed off face.