Mafia love

Tag…

Millicent…

Tag…

Millicent… the milk… the cookies.

“You look so much like your mother.” Tag beamed, lowering to cup my face. “Eloise… it’s like I’m looking at you all over again.”

I glanced at Millicent feeling the tears run down my cheeks. “Millicent?

It was you. You did this.”

Those were the last words that slipped through my mouth before the darkness took me and my eyes rolled back in my head.

CHAPTER 10

Luc

I’d resulted to my lowest.

I didn’t care who I had to kill anymore to get information.

The situation had just become next level bad, and I couldn’t sit around waiting.

No way.

No fucking way.

So, what did I do? Or rather, we…

While my other guys were searching the streets, Claudius, myself, Saul, and The Four headed to the home of the Fontaines. They were the highest up on the order of crime families who wanted to end the Rossis.

The plan was to try them first, then the next in line. The Salvatores. We were going to our enemies, jumping straight into enemy territory on dangerous grounds that could get us killed on sight.

For who they were, they didn’t have much protection at the door, but then again, maybe they were relying on who they were to keep people out.

We shot the lock off the front door and kicked it wide open.

The butler ran away, and another guy came up to me, foolish enough to try and stop me, but I sent a headbutt straight to his forehead, knocking him to the ground.

When we barged into the sitting room, Antonio, the capo for the Fontaines, looked like he was about to shit himself. He was a guy as tough as me, but I could and would beat him to a fucking bloody pulp if I had to.

He was in the middle of getting a lap dance from what looked like a cheap hooker.

Fucking bastard was married and had four kids. Men like that made me sick to my stomach. The hooker ran out when she saw us, and Antonio reached for his gun, but I shot the damn thing out of his hands before he could get a grip on it.

Claudius grabbed him around his neck and hoisted him up in the air.

Dante reached for his shotgun and aimed it at him, and Gio took out a long reach knife.

Saul just smiled at him, revealing his silver teeth.

I walked up to Antonio and stared him down hard.

“Victor. You know who I mean. Where. Is. He.” I roared.

“I don’t know.” Antonio literally looked like he was going to combust with fear.

“Gio, cut something off,” I ordered.

Gio moved to him with his knife, but Antonio cried out, and his red puffy face turned brighter.

“Wait, please,” he begged.

I loomed in closer and sneered at him. “Do we look like we’re here to play with you, Antonio?”

“No. No.”

I pulled out my gun now and pressed it to his chin. “Don’t fuck with me. I will blow your brains out now if you don’t tell me what you know.”

“Word… word on the street is, the Anotenellis and Barattas are helping them.”

Fuck, my blood ran cold hearing that. Those families were literal assassins. I didn’t know how a guy like Tag could have any co

“Where are they hiding out?”

“I don’t know, Luc. I actually don’t know. But… I suggest you keep her close, as in right next to you, if you don’t want them to find her.”

Her.

He knew about Amelia, so that meant they all did.

Damn it, the phone rang again.

I reached for it instantly and answered fast when I saw the unknown number.

“Victor!” I bellowed like a raging animal ready to charge and kill.

“You did it again,” Victor taunted.

“Stop fucking with me.”

“Don’t worry, sunshine, I will. The players are all here now, in the next game you get to still try and find out where we are.” He laughed a maddening, sickening laugh that reminded me of the Joker in Batman.

The players…

What does he mean? The players.

“Who are the players, Victor?”

“Come on now, Luc. I thought you would have guessed. Henry was your best friend; you came for him. On this occasion, as pla

My eyes bulged and I couldn’t blink. I released a sharp breath as shards of cold fear washed over me, like knives piercing through my body. I shook my head in disbelief.

My nightmare.

My worst nightmare actually happened. Tremors took my hands and sweat made the phone slippery in my hands even though I was gripping on to it.

“You have Amelia!” I could barely speak and just managed to whirl around to face Claudius, who released Antonio instantly.

“Yes, that’s what I’m saying. I got your girl. Again. This time was so much easier. You all scampered away guns blazing, leaving the rat in the house. Don’t you know you should do your best to get rid of vermin? God, Luc, makes me wonder what your kitchen looks like. I don’t think I would eat from you.”

“Don’t hurt her. Don’t you hurt her.”

“Luc, you know how this goes. I always hurt them. Come on, I’m Victor Pertrinkov. I don’t want people to think I’ve gone soft. Oh no, no.”

“I swear to God, Victor, if you hurt her—”

“You’ll what, Luc? What can you do? Couldn’t save Henry, couldn’t save Lydia, and you couldn’t save their kids. Have you ever saved anyone?”

Bastard. Once again, he knew how to get to me.

“Just give her back, give them both back. There must be some humanity left in you. I’ll give you anything, anything.” Begging again.

“Tell you what, if you could be a dear and grab those diamonds, that would be awesome. It would save me from getting it. I already got paid a billion dollars for this job, and I’m a man of my word. I get hired to do a job, and I do it well. It’s good for business. People leave good reviews. I want five stars in all categories.” He laughed again.

“I’ll get the diamonds.” Claudius looked at me when I said that.

“Good, little boss, you get the diamonds, and I’ll tell you when to get to the arena.”

I closed my eyes as my heart shied away from the craziness. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I just couldn’t believe it.

He took Amelia…

He had my girl.

Amelia

Something burned my nose.

Something that smelled really bad. Like sulfur and shit.

My nose burned and stung from the inside, and my head felt like it would fall off.

Where am I?

I lifted my head. Big mistake.

Ugh. Why was it hurting?

I went to reach up to touch my forehead, but my hands… they were bound behind my back.

Tied up with what felt like thick ropes. I was able to run my fingers over the twines.

The room, or wherever it was, was dark. I couldn’t see anything. There was a light that flickered in the corner. Looked like a candle.

It grew bigger and wider in appearance.

Then there were footsteps.

The outline of a man appeared before me, and as he came closer and held the candle right in front of his face, my heart jumped into my throat.

Victor.