EPISODE 5

LUCA

She looked stunning in that cream dress as she walked through the doors of the dining hall and her beauty was so radiant, it almost fucking blinded me. I couldn’t help but stare at her. She was like an angel of light walking through my dark hall, the sight of her in that dress, one that I’d personally handpicked for her, was a fucking turn on. 

It was a perfect fit and it hugged all her assets, the seductive features that she didn’t know how to use but did so effortlessly. She was brimming with pure innocence and allure and I was caught in them the moment I laid eyes on her.

I’ve never wanted anything or anyone as much as I did her and I didn’t know why. She was like an enigma but I didn’t question it either. I simply took what I wanted, when I wanted and I wanted her, so I took her in place of my money.

I sauntered out of the dining room and headed to my office, two of my guards acknowledged mumbled a greeting as I approached, pulling one part of the door open for me. I responded with a sharp nod as I walked past them, stepping into my work space.

My concentration is interrupted when the door to my office pries open a few minutes later and I glance up from my laptop to see my second-in-command amble into my office like he owns the damn place. He offers me a coy smile when he notices the small frown sitting on my face. 

His deep blue eyes watch me intently as he walks over to my desk and claims a seat for himself. Honestly, he’s the only person that would have the guts to walk in uninvited into my office without having a few of his bones broken or his brain matter paint the floor.

“Ever heard of the word ‘knocking’ before, Enzo?” His smirk broadens, “What if I had an important guest—”

“You didn’t, that’s why I helped myself in.” He states with a lopsided grin on his face and I wanted to smack it off him.

He knows it pisses me off yet it doesn’t stop him from doing it. It was as though he was testing my limits to know when I’d explode on him or something. The fucker was a troublemaker and a fight maniac but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction he was aiming for.

I scoff, leaning back into my black leather seat, my elbow winning over the arm rest, sighing. “Did you get what I asked for?”

His face straightens as his demeanor shifts from a casual font to being completely solemn then he clears his throat. “Of course, everything on Morelle Reyllis.” He drops a brown folder on my desk and it slides down to my end. “Including his dark sides.” 

That part catches my attention and I pick up the file and started flipping it over. “Lay it out for me.”

Last night, my little bird leaked of fear when I’d ask her if she wanted to go back to her orphanage, it wasn’t normal to be afraid of the place you grew up in and it made me curious to find out why. To be frank, I’ve never been interested in that scumbag, Morelle, he was a piece of garbage that just didn’t worth my time and attention. 

He was always getting himself into one deep shit or the other, the fool had a shit luck for gambling yet he still did it anyway, that and the fact that he was into drug dealing was more messed up than anything else, that was why he sorted out my family’s protection. I didn’t exactly mind it, as long as I was getting money off him, he would have been long gone without me.

He’d come so far surviving, it marveled me if I put a thought to it, given all his debt record with other organization so when it was time for him to pay up this time, he couldn’t.

“Summarily, he’s a scum that uses the overdue girls at the orphanage for his pleasure. He’s forced them to submission and derives pleasure from punishing them, specifically with a whip before he uses them and sometimes he sends them off to his clients to work up money for his debts.”

My blood boils at the new piece of information. “In short, he’s a fucking scumbag sadist.” Enzo nods, “How many?”

“Two of them, excluding her.” He says, and by ‘her’ he was referring to Eliana and my fist clenches around the file. “The other two are both seventeen, he’s not touched them yet.”

“So he’s waiting for the cherry to ripen before he eats it.”

“Exactly.”

That motherfucker had no redeeming qualities at all, having known what he’s done, I wanted to wring his neck. “And what about her?” I inquire, my lips drawn into a thin line.

“She doesn’t look like it but apparently, she’s a fighter but he didn’t hit on her till recently and of course, she didn’t let him touch her. She got injured during one of his attempts on her, thus the scar on her cheek.”

My frown deepens and my jaw clenches at the thought of him having put his filthy hands on her, it surges my blood beyond comprehension but I nod, assimilating Enzo’s report. He’s done a thorough backstory check on the fucker and that was good, I needed to know what that fucker was up to anyway.

“So he used her as a debt payment since he couldn’t have her… that fucking sly.”

My second-in-command nods and I tsk-ed but at the same time I was glad he did that because then my angelic little bird wouldn’t be in my possession. 

The thought of her suddenly fills my mind and I wanted to purify her, cleanse her of his every filthy touch. Ironic when I’m basically a spawn of the darkness but I wanted to feel her skin on mine ‘cause suddenly the image of her and the feel of her body through the material of her night dress wasn’t enough and it roused an unforeseen hunger in me to have her.

I wanted to take her, claim her, and mark her as mine so that no one else would dare to look at her anymore. They’ll only look at her and know she’s only mine.

“But I was surprised…” Enzo’s voice interrupts my thought and I spot a growing hard-on just by the very thought of her. I cock an eyebrow up at him, “I never thought you’d take her as payment, it’s unlike you to do so… want to tell me why you had a sudden interest?”

I sigh and rubbed on my temple, the question a fleeting thought that I’ve asked myself since yesterday. I come up with an answer for him. “I don’t know.”

He narrows his gaze at me, eyeing me intently. A minute passes with the silence. “Don’t tell me… did you fall in love at first sight?” He says and I scowl at him. He flashes me a smug smile.    

“Don’t be ridiculous, that’s insane… there’s no such thing and I’m definitely not in love with her. I admit she’s an attractive young woman but that’s all there is.”

Enzo nods, feigning understanding, like he was assimilating my answer and processing it all at once but I know the fucker doesn’t believe a word I just said. I wanted her, yes. Every cell in my body claimed her the minute I saw her and I didn’t want her with anyone else. That wouldn’t be considered as love, besides I was a mafia, falling in love was not an option. It only makes you weak and grants a leverage against you to your enemies and I had a lot of those fuckers tailing me like a swarm of fucking angry bees.

“She’s young alright and not like one of the many women you’ve fucked and she’s definitely not meant for this world. You know this but still you took her... I think it’s not something to totally overlook, Luca.” 

I grit my teeth, “I think you’ve said quite enough Enzo. Whatever reason I took her for is not your goddamn business.”

My voice dripped with malice and he sensed it because he put his arms up, backing away. I’ve always hated his confrontations especially in my personal business, it somehow pisses me off because in the end, he was always right. But this was different and nothing like my other conquest because she wasn’t one. She was given to me to pay off a debt and I was ready to prove him wrong.

“I overstepped my boundaries, I apologize, boss.” He says, switching up his demeanor. I let out a sigh, it didn’t exactly matter if he overstepped or not, he always had his reason for doing or saying something.

“Don’t sweat it Enzo, I know you’re just worried about me,” He gives me a faint nod and I can’t help the stretch that tugs my lips. “Don’t be.” His deep blue reads me before he responds with another nod.

“And about that other thing, where you able to handle the issue?” I inject, sitting upright in my seat. Enzo straightens in his seat, he takes a moment to before he says.

“We’re still on their trail boss, we’re following the lead we got. I’ll bring them in once I’ve obtained them.”

“Good then, you have forty eight hours.” Those motherfuckers are going to get the bitter end of my gun when I see them, no one fucking dares to steal from me, everyone knows that and yet some fuckers had the guts to grow some balls and attack one of my boys.

They don’t know how much a kilo of cocaine cost. No, I’m sure they’re pretty much aware and that was why they took it but the incidence was all too fishy as well, no one could have known I was shipping in cocaine at that time. They must have had someone from the inside. I didn’t want to believe it but I think there’s a rat in my den. A spy informant.

I needed to know who the fuck it was and exterminate it. They’d just asked for their deaths, all of them and I was going to distribute it to them all if it was what they wanted so badly.

“I think I’ve got a rat,” I say to Enzo.

“You want me to find and exterminate?” He says with a deadly glee in his eyes.

“As much as I would love you to do that, I’ll handle it myself, just find me the rat.” I say, responding to his gleeful expression with a smirk. 

“If you say so, boss.” 

“That would be all for now.” He gets off his seat and curtsey before turning around, walking towards the exit of my office. His tall frame disappears with a click behind the door and I sink back into my seat.