Mafia Emperor

DUANTE' POV

Blood was dripping from his wounded head. It covered his half face with his own blood. Crimson was dripping from his thick eyelash. His white pupils were also red. It had broken me down when I saw his dead body. It infuriated me now, made my blood boil. Anger was simmering under my skin.

Revenge!

He was badly injured. Ricky brutally smashed his head on the wall and smirked evilly as he glanced at the camera. He left the collar off of him.

He staggered on his feet. But somehow managed to rush away from that bastard. He was limping because a bullet hit him in his thigh and second on the left side of his chest and third on the right side.

Doctor's words reverberated in my mind, " Bullet has torn through his artery, there is no chance of his survival. He's already dead." Aarav could not continue his pace anymore. His fifty goons surrounded him.

Anger! I had smacked on the punching bag a thousand times recalling it in my mind. His face contorted in pain.

My amber eyes were fixed on the screen. My body's posture was showing, calm! I was tapping my fingers on the glass table in resentment. There was only my fingers' tapping sound which was echoing low in the office right away. Aarav was struggling for his last breath. His smooth easy intakes were altered in heavy difficult breathing after bullets hit him. He made efforts to stand up. He fell on the ground face down. I was perceiving his pain in my chest. They were cruelly beating him with hockey sticks, their kicks and punches, seeing it really got my adrenaline pumping, my blood boiled, eyes blazing in wrath. I clutched my hands. He inhaled his last breath with difficulty, " Duante. '' whispering my name.

' Aarav had nothing to do with this world. They'll pay for it till the end of their last breath. They'll beg for their death and it will not come easily to these rascals. '

I heaved a deep sigh in exasperation. I was pressing my thumb under my fingers in a fist. It had been more than one hundred, twenty hours, seven minutes and forty-seven seconds, I hadn't used my fisted hands on him to beat the hell out of him. That hooligan threw a grand party on twenty-two of every month. He had arranged an eminent party for this day. A huge part of my heart wants him in his grave. My mind has some other intentions for him.

' I'll kill him, slowly, barbarically and brutally. I'll crush every bone of his before killing him.'

I clicked on the pause button. It was flashing - 22 February on one of my laptop' corners. It was playing CCTV footage, last year's video. It is 22 February today. One year has passed. He had shot it with the best camera, every single detail and sent it to me on this day. To torture me!

I racked my fingers through my hair. My jaw was hurting from clenching. I rested my elbow on the arm of the chair. I inclined my head to one side. I spread my fingers on my face, still, I could see the pause video screen through the split of my fingers. who stood within this slaughter. I had killed them brutally one by one. By the time, it brought my demon out. People called me a heartless demon.

'I'm more than just a heartless demon! I'm the king of this hell.'

' I have beat the hell out of Ricky countless times, during the gap time... I would decide his last breath, not God, not he, not any disease, I'd be me.

He has been hospitalized countless times. I've broken his bones. It is twenty-two February. It's his time to pay the interest plus the amount of his debt which he is carrying and would carry till his last breath. He would go through the pain Aarav had gone through on that ominous day. This day is counted as a dark day of my life. Aarav is more than a brother to me. Ricky stepped over the line. I had sworn he'd be the last heir of his clan. '

He bent over the desk," He has booked the fourth floor for his binge. It's a five-story building. The rest of the floors are booked for family functions. " Thomas said, turning his laptop's display at me.

' Thomas Rego, he's my younger brother, my family, indeed everything. '

" He will revel before his death today, my bare hands are itching to strangle his fucking neck. " I said to him, gritting my teeth.

My iPhone made a beep sound. Forwarding, my hand I grabbed it. I stared at it as I opened the text.

' We're on our way.' Tann.

' I've decided to kill him today more mercilessly and brutally that he would haven't imagined. '

I stood up and buttoned my coat, " Let's go. " I said, without glancing back. If I would set a swimming pool with ravenous crocodiles and ask my men to jump in it. They'd do it without questioning me. No one could judge the Mafia Emperor. Reaching the garage, I unlocked my black Mercedes. I climbed in it and turned the key. I sped up at my destination to end the dark story that he started the same day one year ago.

' I'll finish it today.'

When I reached the spot, I pulled over my car. It stopped with a jolt as I was driving rash. I glanced at the rearview mirror. I could see Thomas' car and the SUVs of my best men. They pulled their cars over behind mine. I stepped out on the black gravel road. I gazed up at the building through my sunglasses. I took them off and chucked them back over the front seat of my car. I tossed my keys at my man. I gestured with my finger.

I strode ahead. They followed my lead. We got in the building from the front door.