The Monster's Protégé

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a

usly,

so long?" he groused, st

urned around to face him. "What the h

ing near the sofa and darted back to mine, questioningly.

lking towards th

at home. His presence ensured that I would be having a crappy night so I thought I might as well get drunk fo

ungest Boss of the Mafia family, was invincible so far. It was difficult to say whether people bowed before him out of fear or out of respect–but either wa

ars back, I would have been a happier man, engaging in the street fights, managing the clubs an

y not have been my blood, but he was more than that. He was both a brother and a friend.

cker who thought it was ok

said, nonchalantly and pas

ed this." Then he cocked his head to the side, looking at me. "Lock the do

eep and every room is sou

exactly something that one could discuss so casually. We didn't know who wore

s hands and slowly nodded. "

feet under by tomorrow." That was how things had worked between us. He

d. He ...smiled. Fuck. Now, I realiz

r never smiled unless he was really mind-fucking with the o

opped midair and confus

ramatic pause. And I actually fucking held my breath

the glass on the table with a l

hone. Punching in some security code, he

ative details, he continued blabbering. "Her name's Aurora Hall. Juvenile

arth did yo

found

ed at Viktor with her knife. For that act, I would actually praise her. Because grown men tend to piss in th

g my ass in

lift the bottle directly to my lips. And when the alcohol s

don't do kids," I s

ole," he snickered. "I am asking you to train her, to teach h

ll someone or torture someone; I'd be more than happy to do that for you.

, "can't be handled by my brother. She's feisty but in every wrong way possible. You're more exp

g my own damn h

he's some

really think I wouldn't do a thorough backgrou

a knack for identifying rare talents. If he was so hell-bent on turning her into a lit

nce again and looked at

idea," my alcohol-in

ul, vibrant, and verdant. In fact, her appearance justified the meaning of her name-the dawn. How in the name of hell d

e because Viktor wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. If he had the urgency

he pre

r one month, and after that, you can take her bac

lips, he picked up with a bottle of scotch, which was

l which I think she does, you'd be the one to train her for me after

uriously. "And what would you do wi

h mine and poured the conten

use to me without the training. And keeping her aliv

wasn't running through his veins. He was a monster and woul

wanted her loyalt

r to you tomorrow. She will stay with you here, in this house. And yeah,

r in that way. I might be a bast

out that. She is an abuse victim, it really

r off, but not mentally torment

bs in this house," I agreed

e'd be one hell of a challenge to cont

eally not making this

the door and twisted the knob and then stopped, looking over his shoulder. "Oh, and by

but the slamming of the door

tting a bullet into someone's head, interrogating dickheads were

g girl? Fuck. I did

RO

is Majesty, the Devil. He was dressed head-to-toe in black and wore the color l

ng before entering someone else's room?" I asked,

that I had come to know him, chose to ignore me complet

etorted. And he simply smirked w

was my choice all along. There was no point going back to the streets. I was a fugitive in the eyes of the law and a murderer

out to be completely in my favor, but I had to lose some

ly and come out. You have ten minutes," that w

ed to myself, "What

tty for me. Nevertheless, I quickly changed and walked out of the room. Viktor w

the guy who is suppose

ook up from the phone in h

e rules. Viktor was some kind of mastermind who just loved to play on the edge of danger. Anonymity was

m, I walked inside and into a room that resembled so much like the place they ha

aced in the middle of the room. There sat a man naked in his un

he Chicago winter. Slowly coming to stand beside Viktor,

rs and leaned in slightly closer to my

ut tell me, Diego, what should I do when the messenger fails to deliver the message correctly? I told you to warn your Boss wha

les out of his pockets. "So, the only option remains for me i

d it hard against his face, causing

sn't some kind of gang leader or something that I had presumed previously.

the daze quickly. And when my back hit the wall, it was that mo

come here." As I sauntered closer, he held up the scalpel-like an exhibit. "Mar

oral artery. You slice it, and the person will die within minutes. Quick and effective

e Dorsalis Pedis Artery. When you slice this, it takes quite some

, slicing the vein-some weird biological te

d and Satan. He spared my life, but for a reason of his

r the realization that I have just signed away my fate-but my eyesight blur

d was falling to my knees