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This chapter is dedicated to shazameena (my honeybunch 🍯)
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The peaceful hallway called the Devil's Hall was filled with only darkness, the place where thousands of sinners' blood had been shed.
The demon himself entered, with his hands in his pants pocket.
A perfect example of the devil disguised as an angel.
Every man stationed at the closed cells greeted him by placing their right fists on the left side of their chest where the heart is present and giving a stern nod to the man- loyalty evident from the gesture of greeting to their Capo.
The man was the undercover Italian-German Mafia King, Nedvar Dario Wyatt who ruled Europe. Everyone says that he is far worse than his dad.
In the mafia, he is called Dario, and not everyone knows how he looks. The handsome man who seems to just walk out of the magazine, looking like a model with his stone-muscled body.
Nedvar walked with calculative- authority steps, he halted at the last cell where the guard put his right fist on his heart and nodded at him. The guard opened the door and the loud cries, groans, and the slashing sounds filled the hallway.
Nedvar left the door open purposefully as he wanted all his guards to hear what happens in the last cell where traitors are tortured.
Nedvar walked inside while he folded his sleeves till his elbows showing his veiny arm.
And here hell broke loose as the demon came to action.
⚠️Trigger Warning ⚠️
There was a man tied with his hands to the ceiling with cold chains. Nedvar had tortured him from the past one week, and now he felt bored so he thought to put an end to it.
The fresh blood sprayed around the floor under around the man was tired as Nedvar's second-in-command, Rocco Ben Emiliano, used a rod to break his hand as he continuously hit the same spot of the man's arm.
The man's face was unrecognizable, with all the torture. "Pl-pl-e-ple-se l-et m-me..." the man begged and with his teeth removed he could not form words.
"Rocco will you enlighten Mr. Patrice about his great work," Nedvar spoke with venom and it was enough message for the man to not even by mistake let out a whimper.
"Sì Capo," Rocco said with a smirk and walked to the man, named Mr. Patrice, he loosened up the chains which were keeping the man hung to the ceiling. Mr. Patrice not having energy stumbled and fell miserably on the floor.
Rocco walked back to him and pulled his hair making him look at Nedvar.
"My my, so brave boy you are to even think to outsmart and betray the ruthless Dario and kidnap the waitress who works in our main club.." Nedvar's dead tone made the man lowered his eyes feeling guilty but it was too late. Rocco pulled his hair more hard making him yell at the pain it caused. "And you thought we won't be able to find out, tsk tsk tsk..." Rocco spoke, his voice horse, filled with menace.
Mr. Patrice joined his hands, where a few fingers were missing and the other left-out fingers had nails plucked out very brutally.
Nedvar took slow steps towards the weeping man while spinning his silver gun in his hand, a deadly psychotic smile on his face.
"You know what happens to the one who betrays me, ...." He bent to face the man, "They die and I make sure everyone knows who killed you so brutally," Nedvar stood straight with his evil glory, pointing his gun at the man. Mr. Patrice pleading is heard by each person present in the devil's hallway.
"Did the innocent girls not plead you to let them go, did they not beg you trying to convince you that they have a family to take care of, were you deaf, this is just less to the torture you did to those innocent girls whose whole life has now turned upside down."
"You fucker just wanted your own pleasure and you took it, do you even know the girl you rapped was only 18, the total girls-, 10 of the same age as you sold them, did you not have any conscience?" Nedvar's chilling tone, increasing by each word he uttered.
"The first rule to be in the Ventures Mafia is to never ever think about putting an innocent's life in danger, and you broke it, for your selfish needs, so back home.. To hell" with that being said Nedvar emptied all his gun bullets.
"Sheesh, his dirty blood is now on my shirt, lucky him that he is dead, otherwise I would have peel off his skin." Rocco spoke as he kicked the dead man harshly. Nedvar simply walked out of the room, he looked at the two men who stood out of the cell, and signaled them with his finger, "Clean the mess, and spread the word, .... Rocco meet me in my office,"
Nedvar walked inside his office and made his way to his private room. He took a shower and put on his night pajamas. After drying his hair with a hairdryer.
Nedvar walked back to his office to see Rocco already drinking. "Hey Ned, your phone is being blasted with calls," he said while raising his rum glass.
"So sweet of you to not wait for me, you fucker always stealing my rum collection" Nedvar hissed while throwing an empty pen stand towards Rocco who successfully dodged it.
Nedvar dialed the last number while pouring himself his favourite drink. "What?!!" Nedvar's cold voice made Rocco look at him with a frown. "Let me speak to him," Rocco pulled his phone and put it on speaker. "You moron!" Nedvar whisper yelled making Rocco just grin at him. "Calm down Nedy"
"I will throw you out of this window, you fucker," Nedvar hissed angrily and Rocco sat there sipping on his drink with raised eyebrows.
Rocco knew Nedvar would not harm him as they are best buddies from childhood, but he also knew that Nedvar would not think twice to shoot his ass.
"Donth call me baby, I am noth baby, call me Ethan, Steve," Rocco smirked at Ethan's baby voice ordering his guard. Nedvar just shook his head at his baby as he knows Ethan only let's his dada, Nedvar, call him baby and no other person is allowed to call him baby.
"Eth baby,!!" a loud baby squeal was heard from the other side as soon as Nedvar's voice reached Ethan's ears. The baby was happy to hear his dada's voice.
"Dada, I missed you, you told you will come today but you not here, when you come to me dada?" Ethan's hurried soft voice made Nedvar's heart swell with warmth and love.
"Baby, calm down, I will be there tomorrow morning. And what I am listening from Steve.... Why are troubling the nannies and Steve, baby," Nedvar asked him with his deep soft voice. "No dada, I did not trouble anyone, I did paint in your office, and it looked magni-mificent,"
"Magnificent baby," Nedvar corrected his baby. "Ugh Sì dada, come soon I want to go to beach with you," Ethan said, like and order, "Ok baby, --"
"Hi my pocco," (little) Ethan's loud squeal made both the men chuckle as they knew he would be swaying his body side to side like a penguin. "Roro, I miss you!!"
"I miss you more pocco!!" Rocco also said with the same enthusiasm making Ethan giggle. "What did my Pocco do that Steve had to call Ned?" Rocco asked with his warm voice and he heard a humm from the other side.
"I was bored, so I painted dada's office walls with rainbow colours so now it looks choo good," Ethan said with his baby language while he mispronounced some words.
"Wow Pocco, tomorrow I will also see your big masterpiece,"
"Yes yes, I will be waiting- ja Oma coming, .... Fly fast here dada and Roro, Oma is calling," (Ja- yes.. Oma - grandmother in German)
"I will be there before you wake up, Ciao baby,"
"Ciao Pocco, love you lots,"
"Ciao dada, love you dada, and Ciao Roro, love you lots," the call was cut after all the love goodbyes.
Rocco sat while sipping his drink and Nedvar sat in deep thoughts about Ethan but he was snapped out by his phone ringing.
Nedvar groaned in irritation as it was already evening and he just wanted to put his head on the pillow and sleep with all the responsibilities stuffed at the back of his head.
He picked the call without glancing at the caller id, "What!? Speak quick-"
"Nedvar!! Soll ich dich treten, mein Sohn?"
(Do you want me to kick you, my son?) Nedvar shivered at his mother's angry German tone.
Whenever his mother is angry at his dad or his siblings or on him, she starts to speak in her German tone which never fails to scare him.
"Hey Mama, tut mir leid, ich habe die Anrufer-ID nicht gesehen und dachte, es wäre jemand anderes"
(Hey ma, sorry I did not see the caller id and thought it is someone else,)
Nedvar spoke with his calm tone filled with respect for his mother.
"Ok then, the next time at least know who you're speaking to before using your mafia tone," His mother sternly told him making him nod his head at the words.
Like an obedient son, he is...
"Sì ma," Rocco raised an eyebrow at Nedvar already guessing that it was Nedvar's mother. Nedvar put his pointer finger on his lips, gesturing him to be his mouth close.
Rocco shrugged lightly while now drinking his rum from the bottle, like as if he was drinking water.
Nedvar stood and walked to the window to talk to his mother without Rocco pulling any stunt in his not-so-drunk state.
"I am sending you a girl's picture and you will be having dinner with her, don't,. I repeat don't try to escape this," His mother warned making Nedvar shake his head.
"Mama.. Mama please listen to me, I don't want to deny your orders but I have a woman in my heart already so-"
"What the hell!!??! How dare you not inform me about it, !!?" His mother cut his sentence making Nedvar internally roll his eyes.
"Ma.. I wanted to completely understand my feelings, so I did not tell and before you ask me all the details, I will tell you tomorrow, ok take care ma, love you Ciao," Nedvar explained in one breath and though he said bye he did not hung up, very well knowing that his mother will peel him alive.
"I know I am being too nagging but my child, I want you also to have a companion, who will comfort you in your worst days, and be happy in your best days.... I want Eth to have a mother's love, a child needs a mother, son, Ethan does not say anything but he does have asked why his mother is not with him and you were not able to answer..." Nedvar sighed with his closed eyes, as he remembered the time he asked why he does not have a mother after he came back on his first day of class.
"I know Mama, don't worry I will explain everything to you tomorrow,"
"Ok Ned, take care..."
Nedvar cut the call and kept his phone on the table and stood leaning in front of the table where the two chairs were placed. He stood leaning with his arms crossed and staring at the portrait thing next to the door.
The portrait was of a lady who was wearing a lavender gown, her hair freely let down, a shiny crown on her head making it known that she is the queen.. The queen stared at the full moon, with her head tilted to the sky, her side face did not hide the elegant beauty she had. Her blue eyes, long eyelashes, pointed nose, and plump lips which were nude with a little hint of pink made them look alluring. The queen's posture was firm, her soft aura with a mix of dominance made Nedvar's heartbeat twice. Nedvar was lost in his thoughts staring at his lady, his dame.
"Soon these thoughts will be real," Nedvar spoke to himself and Rocco just stared at him like always as he used to..
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"Come in!" the loud manly deep voice echoed in the silent office room. A man walked inside with a smug smirk on his face. The man sitting behind the table gazed at him with his green orbs.
"What have you got this time, Dan?" The man sitting on the chair asked the man named Dan, who walked inside.
"Come on Aldo, Nedvar is head over heels on that woman" Dan informed him, "Nedvar has put around 5 spies behind her, who are working for Allens,"
"Dearest Nedvar wants to keep track of his lady," Aldo spoke as leaned his chin on his palm. Dan sat opposite him and passed the iPad to him.
There were pictures of the lady Nedvar is in love with...
"Isn't she the Devil Queen in the business world, Hermione Silvia Allen"" Aldo asked in for confirmation.
"Yes, the great ruthless devil King found his Queen.." Dan replied to him, "And we are gonna play the sharing pictures and scaring Nedvar game..." Aldo said making Dan look at him with a weird expression.
"Don't try to create your own phrases Aldo, I know you don't know the literature, because you failed that subject more times than me failing in science," Dan said making Aldo glare at him..
"I know how to get back to you, Dan" Aldo warned but Dan just shrugged his shoulders.
"Ok now be quick, call Rocco to execute step two, I will call dad and inform him about this as per his orders." And with this being said, Aldo and Dan went to make the call.
Aldo informed Rocco about executing step 2 and Dan informed and filled his dad with all the details of Nedvar and his love.
"Tomorrow the fun begins," Aldo said, and both of them smirk while staring at a picture where Nedvar was sat on a bench with torn clothes while Hermione held his hand in a concerned way.
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