THE WRONG SISTER

DON’S POV

My father walks into my office and the first thing he says is “You must kill the girl”. That is how I am greeted by him as he stands staring at me from across the wooden desk in my office, his blue eyes filled with rage. I adjust my shirt and suit and mask my irritation.

The Moretti’s have corrupted bad blood with the Vasallo’s for almost a century, fighting for dominance over the city’s upper territories. After crossing the line, my father wants me to kill and dispose of their eldest daughter Elena Moretti.

“ You must be calm and patient, because patience is a virtue”. I grit through my teeth.

My father grumbles.

He may have the strength to be the boss, but he is blinded by vengeance and he is ignorant. Too into his old fashioned way of thinking and heavily disagreeing with not working or associating with non-Italians. If it were up to him, the Moretti household would have been wiped out years ago, but I did not agree to his decision.

The Moretti’s are way more useful to us alive than dead. No one is better at laundering money through Manufacturing firms than the Moretti boss. No one knows the law like him. He racks up millions in tax fraud yearly turning illegal reserves into legal ones and we can’t afford to lose his allegiance, even though I want to choke him with my bare hands.

I walked towards the door, then I realized that Rico wasn’t here, I clenched my jaw “ Where the fuck is Rico?”

My father rolled his eyes, waving a dismissive hand. “He’s downstairs”

Rhaegal, my husky accompanies downstairs as I stroll down the hallway of my business condo.

I hear moans echoing through the guest room, before I swing it open.

And there was my cousin, comfortably fucking one of the maids. They are both half naked, covered in sweat and engaged into some fucked up shitty experiment. I felt disgusted by the sight of them both.

This is why I have a different building for my personal use and a different one for business.

I stare at them both. Rico curses under his breath as he pulls out of her. The girl turns away from me, her back arched as she’s tied up to the bed frame, she might as well be a wallpaper for me. But no, I am disgusted.

Rico shoots me a glare “ You should learn how to knock”

“ And you should learn how to keep your pants on and shut the fuck up”. I responded ,shooting death glares at him.

I gave a week's break to him after he returned from Italy before assigning him a task, and he hasn’t accomplished it. I should slit his throat right here and now, but he is a sick motherfucker who might probably enjoy the whole thing and smile while dying.

I gestured into the girl. “International pussy didn’t satisfy you enough?”

Rico shoots me a grin while pulling up his clothes “ There’s nothing better than the ones at home”

“ Stop fucking sluts,” i snap “ and start doing your job right. And also untie her so she can do hers too”.

He sighs and walks up to her, loosens the main knot and she struggles to untie herself. Then he kisses her and lands a slap on her ass before adjusting his clothes and following me out. The fucker bends down to pet Rhaegal.

I glare at him “Get your filthy hands off him”

But Rico scoffs, scratching Rhaegal’s head. “But he loves me.” then turns to Rhaegal “Don’t you Ray boy? huh , now tell Don how much you love me”.

Rhaegal grunts back in response.

I give them a blank stare. Rico must have finally gotten the message because he straightens up. “ He won’t speak”

I scoff “ Let’s see about that”

Rico leads me down to the basement, opening the door wide. I walked in and it seemed darker than the last time.

“Quick warning” Rico stops me “ He’s a tough nut to crack.”

The basement is cold due to poor insulation, I deliberately never fixed it because most men fold from the cold and hunger.

In the center of the room, there is a body tied to a chair, I flick the switch on.

I looked at the man on the seat and all I could see was fear, he reeked of it. I guess Rico worked into him well, but not well enough. My little cousin must be getting soft, it’s probably all the time he spends fucking pussies that is making him soft.

Don’t get me wrong, I love pussies. I worship them even, but there are few things better than sex.

One of them is revenge.

And I am about to get my revenge on the Moretti’s. Slowly and painfully

“Knox,” I glanced at him, flashing him a nice smile.

I pulled a chair from the corner and set it right in front of him. I slipped off my suit and hung it at the back of the chair before sitting down.

Knox raises his head slowly and looks at me, shooting glares at me with his eyes swollen and red. “ Fuck off Don Vasallo” he spits on my shoe.

I clench my jaw and resist the urge to snap the fool's neck.

“ Come on knox,” I lean back “ You know those will come off and i’ll let you go, if you just tell me what I need to know.” He freezes.

He shakes his head “Bullshit.”

I lean forward “ Why would I joke around?”

“ Knox,Knox,Knox,” I sighed “ What am I going to do with you?”

“Untie me, then we will see what happens” he sputters.

Rhaegal barks from the entrance of the basement. My lip tugs into a smile, because Knox here wants to play fair and that’s hilarious.

“ Oh i have no interest in playing games right now Knox,” I pull out my gun and point it directly to his forehead “And i don’t like playing fair. But I assure you that if I get you untied, it would take seconds to be done with you. But then I won't be able to enjoy torturing you, and where’s the fun in that?”

Confusion covers his face “ But w…why?”

“ He took something precious from me,” the anger in me erupts, “ Something I can't get back.”

“ Just…..just fucking kill me, because i have nothing to say to you.” he says sputtering blood.

I smile “ come on now knox. I know my cousin introduced you to some traditional method. But I have more.”

At the entrance Rico stands there and gives me a blank stare, like I am some asshole and he is better than me. bullshit , he is as evil as me. And that is what we are. Cruelty runs in our blood.

I return my focus back to my captive. “ I’ve learned a few things myself. There is this one the FBI electrocutes you until you are weak”

“ But my favorite is the one where they lie you down and trap a rat on your chest with a metal pot and start to heat the pot. The poor thing has no choice but to eat through you to escape the heat” Knox is pale, but not giving the reaction I want. I’m getting bored.

Sighing I walk over to the corner of the wall and collect the spider, it crawls onto my hand gently like a lazy servant. When I walk back to Knox, he is completely pale. Frozen up. The spider dances around my tattooed knuckles as I bring my hand close to him. A shiver racks through his body, he shifts back whilst struggling with the strap on my hand.

“Please wait” he sobs.

There we go.

“ I guess she begged the same way,” I say ‘ but you didn’t listen, did you?”

His eyes widen and he is reminded that he is not the innocent little victim he was playing to be. Turns out Knox tried to get lucky with one of the Moretti cleaners against her will.

I could just kill him now, but I need more information from him before he dies.

“ What is his weakness?” I ask calmly.

The spider crawls down my finger, inches away from falling on his neck. Who knew Knox would be scared of a spider more than getting eaten through by a rat.

Knox shakes with fear “His…..his daughter! Fuck!”

“ Tell me something I don't freaking know” I grit through my teeth, I am running out of patience.

“ He has another one,” Knox says, trying to get away from my hand.

“Ahhhh please, he has another one and she is his weakness.”

The room goes silent “ How old is she?” I ask with a smile on my face.

“Seventeen”

And it dawns on me, Eight years younger than me. I pull my hand away from him and return my little spider. The grip on my gun tightens. She is too young. Too damn young.

“ You'll let me go now , right?” Knox says with relief.

“ Yes I will let you go Knox,” I say, “ I’ll let you go straight to hell.”

He doesn’t have time to register what is going on before I pull the trigger, straight through his forehead. His blood splatters all over my face and clothes. Great, fucking great.

“What the fuck man, did you have to do that?” Rico curses at me.

I light up a cigarette “He was annoying me”

Rico walks out cursing about how it will be hard to clean up the mess.

I take a long drag from the cigarette, as I glance at the dead body

“ Maybe I’ll see you there”