Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 43

Luca’s POV

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, we- I haven’t seen any girl, please leave our premises immediately, you’re trespassing private property.” The dude said and I stepped forward once again, closing the distance between us until only a few feet separated us from being in each other’s private space.

“Did you hear what I said clearly? I said ``get me the girl right this instant!” I repeated again, but in a really quiet voice this time. The guard took a step back like he was contemplating going back into the house which he had come out from or to stand and continue to act like he didn’t know what I was talking about.

I took two more steps closer to him and watched as he shifted backwards, the movement was barely noticeable but I noticed just fine, my eyes narrowing at him.

“Where is the girl?”

“There’s no– umph…” The dude started to say again but gargled out something stupid when I grabbed him by the front of his jumpsuit and jerked him forward.

“Where’s the girl?” I demanded again but got nothing from him as he only stared at me with so much fear in his eyes, his mouth opening and closing while nothing came out.

I released my hold on him and dragged him sideways, pushing his out of the doorway and making my way into the house, feeling my guards falling into steps behind me as I made my way into the house and felt anger flare out in my brains on seeing two men, with some bodyguards, including the two which I had seen outside, a moment ago, there in the first room of the house.

The two men we’re sitting side by side, both shirtless and sniffing a whitish powder spread out on their index fingers, straight into their noses.

Coke.

They visibly jolted on seeing me and I threw them a dirty look before folding my hands behind my back once again and repeating myself to the two men who looked high as fuck, but not too high to not have a firm grasp on everything that was going on around them.

“Where is the girl you kidnapped?” I demanded and both men exchanged glances as they both got to their feet, a tad bit of fright passing their faces.

“Er, Mr Ricci, you’re probably at the wrong house, we’d never tamper with something that’s yours.”

Of course they knew who I was.

Great.

Oh, but they didn’t know Aria was my cousin… which was what gave them the audacity to think they could do whatever they want with her.

I think not.

“Where is the girl you kidnapped?” I echoed again and watched as the first dude swallowed before nudging his partner at his side, his partner nudged him back immediately, a lot harder than necessary, while scowling at his feet.

“We didn’t kidnap any girl, but there’s a girl here who we brought over here, some hours ago.” The second dude started to say before pausing when his partner nudged him once again. After a few minutes, he continued, “I don’t know why you think we had any girl kidnapped, but we didn’t.”

“We’re sorry you had to stress yourself by coming over here, you’re most definitely at the wrong house.” The second one finally rounded with his speech and I slightly corked my head to the side before gesturing to two of the guards and pointing towards the stairs which was visible at the corner of the sitting room which we were all currently occupying.

“Go search for the girl upstairs and bring her to me.” I said to them and they disappeared upstairs immediately, the guards along with the shirtless guys staring after them in horror. The first dude nudged the second dude once again and the second dude turned around to face him and whispered something harshly in his face which made him turn pale immediately.

“You’re the Vante, right?” I started to say and both men's eyes jumped towards me immediately. The first dude shook his head after a few seconds while the first dude remained quiet, with a blank facial expression covering his face.

“You’re Ivan, Ivan Vante.” I said to the second dude who was now wearing a scowl on his face, he remained quiet, not replying to my question.

Oh, they were so fucked today.

The two guards who had gone upstairs to fetch Aria started to ascend the stairs, supporting Aria’s weight as they climbed down and my teeth clenched tight against each other and started grinding down in my mouth when they got to the last landing and Aria’s head moved around weakly before finally landing against the guard’s chest, her eyes fluttering a little and still remaining close.

I turned back towards the two men, the amount of rage I was currently feeling boiling in me could be obvious on my face as I whipped out my gun, cocked it and pointed it at them without hesitations. They visibly flinched and exchanged a quick, disturbed glance.

I watched their guards whip out their guards and point it towards me immediately and the very next second, their owners were asking them to put their damn guns away because they knew how deep the amount of shit they were in was.

“Who did that to her? Why the hell did you drug her up?” I started to say, my voice the complete opposite of the calmness which I had been using to address them from the beginning.

“I swear to you sir, we had no idea she was one of yours.” The first one started to say while the second one remained quiet, getting me angrier as the seconds passed.

“Step forward, Ivan.” I said, moving the gun from the middle of the two men towards the second dude. I watched him swallow visibly and clench his empty hands at his sides tight for a few seconds before stepping forward and trying really hard to hold my gaze.

The first thing I did was to deliver a harsh slap on his face which whipped his face around and echoed really loudly, shocking the first dude as well as their guards.

Ivan being the sensible dude that shook his head a little before turning his head back to face me, he leaned his head sideways and spit out blood before glancing back up to stare at me. The cool facial expression he was trying to put on was really proving hard to do because he was breathing hard as fuck and had a huge hand print on his right cheek.

I had a mean weight on my palms, which was I never lifted my hands on a man unless it was necessary.

Like right now.

“What did you drug her up with?” I asked quietly, feeling the anger and rage bubble up in my chest ever more as I spat out that question.

His eyes wavered and he took a step backwards, or tried, because I closed the distance between us almost immediately.

“I- it was just a little of what we use to get excited, nothing harmful or anything.” He said with a small shrug and I reached out and delivered another slap on the same cheek I had hit before and like before, his head whipped to the side, leaving a sharp, tingling feeling in the middle of my palm.

He whipped his head back to face me after a minute and spit out another mouthful of blood and a small groan leaving his mouth before he finally got to stare back up at me.