Angel POV.
Walking down the hallway. The scent of metallic even though it’s faint makes me want to gag. Ryder holds my hand and gives it a squeeze. Alessa has her hand on my shoulder, and I look ahead.
Hearing his grunts and muffled groans, the closer we get to the door that leads into the red room. The sound of flesh on flesh, the clinking of chains. I know they are beating him to a bloody pulp.
We reach the door, and I enter the code, and the door opens with a click. I move to the side as Matteo and Cassandria enter with the mountains. Alessa looks at me with concern but I shake my head, telling her I’m ok.
“We don’t need to go in there. We can go back to the mansion and bake with Rebel and Scar.” Ryder says I look up at him and he looks at me with pity. I hate it. I hate the look he is giving me. I don’t need the pity look from anyone.
“No, this needs to be done. But I think my dad should be the one to end him. After all, he is his brother.” I say, and Ryder nods his head once at me. He kisses me on the forehead and I take a breath as I enter the room.
There he is. Gianni Moretti. He is in his boxers, arms above his head, his feet dangling. He is slowly spinning in a circle with his head down. Blood drips from his mouth and legs.
“Angel, you don’t need to see this,” Nate says to me, but my eyes are firmly fixed on Gianni. As he slowly spins to face forward, he lifts his head, looking at me. His eye is swollen shut, but he smiles at me, blood coating his teeth. He spits on the floor and I just look at him.
All the memories of happier times flood my brain as I look at him. He was always the fun uncle. He would do anything for us. Always wanting to hear about our day and lives. Why did this have to happen? I understand why, nevertheless, this is just one big mess.
“There she is. The prodigal daughter has arrived. To what? Watch, participate in my torture?” he laughs, but it is menacing. “Oh Angel, the princess of the Moretti’s. You will know what torture is like when they are done with you, sweetheart.” He says, laughing. Ryder is raging and wants to step forward, but I hold him back.
“Gianni Moretti, you know who I am?” Matteo asks and Gianni looks at him, tilting his head to the side so he can see out of his good eye. He smirks and spits in his face. I gasp as Matteo looks at him.
The mountains move and punch him in the gut hard. I swear I heard a few of his ribs break. Gianni groans before he laughs.
“Pussies.” He says blowing them a kiss, but I can see he is in pain. There is no saving him after what he has done.
“You’re Matteo DeAngelis. The fucking mafia king and she is your whore of a wife. Tell me Matteo, how does it feel knowing your little wifey was used, broken in?” he laughs and I look at Cassandria and she looks calm and passive. Not fazed by his vile words.
Her story is heartbreaking, and she is one of the strongest women I know for what she endured. But that is not my story to tell.
“So you know who I am, then. That’s good. So you know the penalty for what you have done?” she steps forward. Each step she takes is with grace and purpose. She is a lovely woman, but right now, she looks like a predator toying with her prey.
“Like I care. It doesn’t matter how many auctions you close, more will open up. Besides, it is not my name on the lists. It’s Antonio’s. So tell me, your majesty, what will happen to my brother? You have no proof it was me,” he says and Cassandria smiles, but it’s wolfish, like she is ready to rip his throat out.
“How would you know it’s Antonio’s name on this elusive list? You just said how would we know, so how would you?” his good eye flinches and he has just put himself into the shit. Well, and truly.
“You know what you did. You even confessed it. Or did you forget my dad’s office has CCTV? You were in with the Hells Raiders. The girls that Alex had working in Temptress were from your activity. You didn’t think momma would notice, which she didn’t. Because it was me who did. You have been using the legitimate businesses to use as your personal meeting places. You fucked up the moment you went against this family. But you already knew that. So this family will not fall because of you and your choices.” I look at him before I turn to look at Cassandria and Matteo.
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