Chapter 6 Chapter 6
/Marcus/
"Have you found her yet?" I spoke to the person behind me who thought I hadn't seen him.
"I....I uh, she seems to have disappeared!"
Anger rose to my chest, and angrily I bit my lower lip till I could taste blood. No one dared walk away from me? No one at all in the whole family of the Virelli's and beyond, so who the hell do Elio think she is, and where had she gone?
"Could you think of any synonyms for the word incompetent? Or better still incompetent and an idiot?" I replied to my work toy who seemed absolutely confused.
"I fear sir I do not understand......"
"ANSWER MY QUESTION!" I roared and turned to face him. "What is the synonym of incompetent? Something dirty, worse."
"Worthless piece of garbage," he whispered cowering in fear.
I forced a smile, one which didn't reach my eyes.
"Who would have thought you were this bright? That is exactly what you are, a worthless piece of garbage! Now guess what happens to garbage?" I pulled my gun slowly.
He fell to his knees at once and clasped both hands.
"I swear on my life I searched, I had men searching 24/7, someone must have been helping her I swear on my kids....."
"Poor kids, I wonder how much trust they have in their father who chooses nothing else to swear on but his innocent twins."
"Marcus don't...." his body shivered.
I placed the cold metal on his head and cocked it
"I will find her," he screamed.
"One more day, you can kill me then."
I kept mute for seconds, enjoying the little show. The poor man was shivering as though he had been out in the rain for days.
"Fine then," I slowly brought down the gun.
"Find Elio before tomorrow ends."
"Thank you," he whispered, and hurriedly got to his feet, hoping to disappear before I changed my mind. He should have known better. He should have known that once I hold a metal, it will do what metals are made to do.
Just before he grabbed the doorknob to leave, BOOM!
The body hit the floor with a dull thud. Blood crawled across the neat tiles, slowly almost artistically. His twins would have loved the piece of art that came out of their father's blood.
"Oops," I smiled. "Isn't this blood too red? Does he have a disease or something?" I dialled a number in my phone, "Come get rid of this body, ask Naruto to be here in two minutes," I hung up before he could respond.
A rough knock came exactly one minute later. Who else could it be if not Naruto, he seemed to be the only guy who wasn't so scared of me and I had yet to lay my hands on anything to use as leverage against him.
"You wanna break down my door?" I asked ignoring his bleeding arm. Naruto was always up to something, he was either torturing someone or being tortured himself.
"You asked for me," he spoke with his eyes still fixated on the ground.
"Get rid of the body," I replied without even pointing.
"That's my brother?" He asked when he finally realised who the corpse was.
"Was your brother," I corrected and walked past him, giving no room for further talk.
"Don't you think you are crossing the line a little too much?" Naruto spoke calmly and it always gave me the creeps though I never showed it.
"Repeat those words and I will have your tongue cut and served for dinner."
He didn't speak again, just stared at me for seconds and went to his brother's corpse.
I made to walk away but paused at the door when I remembered something.
"Find Elio tomorrow, or else you will go meet your sweet brother in hell."
He grunted a response, but who cares?
"Fuck!" I slammed my phone against the wall when my call got directed to voicemail for the hundredth time. Elio was really gone?
"No," I ran my hand through my hair like a frustrated Cat that I was. She is joking, she has to be!
Not more than five minutes after I had almost lost my mind, a call came through, Naruto.
"Please tell me you have good news," I spoke through gritted teeth.
"Elio is with Don Ragar, I think you should stop your search now, I believe you know well how the Ragar's treat their opponents, I do not want to be part of it!"
My Jaw dropped to the ground.
Don Ragar?
How possible could that be? What does he want with Elio? And why didn't he warn me first?
I felt a mixture of fear and defeat. I didn't love Elio enough to treat her right, but I loved the idea of Elio, the one who loves and tends to me as a mother would to their child, the one who has everything figured out for me, and, on top of it all, how soft she was whenever I rested my tongue on her nipples.
Don Ragar couldn't have her!
I pulled my phone, what was I even thinking? To call Ragar? "Oh fuck me, man!"
Like a time bomb, my phone chose that exact moment to ring. It was my father, the real Virelli.
"Be home by seven."
Four words. Typical of my father, I knew something was wrong
I didn't notice how feverish I was until I grabbed a bottle of whiskey. My hands shook violently like they weren't mine, all because a name was mentioned, "DON RAGAR"
I gulped the remaining contents directly from the bottle, this was my worst nightmare.
Time flew, maybe because I thought about what my father wanted to see me for, or what to do with Elio who was with Ragar, whichever one it was, soon it was 7pm and here I was standing before my father, the real Varelli son of Varelli.
"Father," I bowed slightly. "What was so important that you couldn't wait till morning?"
"This....." SMACK! His hand connected to my cheeks so hard that I staggered backwards.
"You fool!"
