Page 24 of A Game of Secrets

"They promised that if I told them when and where the deal was going to be made between you and the Russians 18 months ago, that they wouldn't arrest me or my family," he cries.

"Yes, if you hadn't ratted us out to the cops, I wouldn’t have been sent down. Isn't that right little Ricky?" I shout. Dimitri looks horrified, he knows exactly what punishment we will bestow his cousin now after his confession.

Dimitri looks down at his cousin, remorse etched into his features "Solo Dio può giudicarti nell'aldilà," then marks a cross over his chest before look back to me, "I understand you need to punish him for the part he has played in this but I only ask that his family are spared for his sins." I would never condemn another for the actions of one so this is no hardship to grant.

I nod in agreement "Of course, his sins are not those of his family. Now sit down Dimitri while I get my vengeance."

I turn to Cole letting him know I’m ready, "You may begin brother."

My signature death is about to take place. Cole moves to the table and pulls out a leather whip from one of the drawers built into the edge and stalks closer to Ricky and whispers, "la morte non sarà rapida," before ripping the shirt from his back and bringing the whip down hard across his skin. Ricky screams in pain but Cole continues until Ricky's back is completely torn open with blood oozing from the wounds.

I'm not actually sure when Ricky passed out from the pain but it's quiet now in the room, except for the sound of Dimitri vomiting in the bin. This torture is not for someone with a soft stomach. Linc steps in and uses a gouging chisel on Ricky's back to make an opening for me to finish our work of art and once he is done, I walk over to Ricky's limp, lifeless body, shove my hands through his back, breaking his ribs and twisting upwards and out to create wings. I pull his entrails out from the back of his chest and lay them over his displaced ribs. I step back from the masterpiece then turn to the men in the room and look at each one and say, "Let this be a lesson to you and all your men. This is what happens when you become a snitch. Cogliere la notte!"

"Cogliere la notte!" They all shout in unison.

"This meeting is over. Thank you for my warm welcome back to the helm," I say before leaving to clean myself up, with Cole and Linc following. Once we have cleaned the blood from ourselves and disposed of the bloodied clothes in exchange for clean ones, we make our way to the bar.

"Enzo, three Macallan 25 please," I shout over the bar. Enzo nods and directs one of the girls behind the bar to get our order pronto.

Once we have our whiskeys in hand Linc raises his glass, "To our Merciless leader," Cole follows suit and we all down the amber liquid feeling the smooth burn down our throats. It feels good to have the finer things in life again. A single shot of Macallan 25 costs in excess of $200.

Cole then waves over a girl and whispers something to her, she begins to lie down on the bar and Enzo places shots down her body. "You’re first up brother," Cole says smugly to me, slapping me on the back. The night is just getting started and I'm enjoying every minute of it.

Chapter 14

Cole

Rihannas, ’Don't Stop the Music’ is blaring around me as I watch my brother take a body shot off one of the girls behind the bar. She's thin, perky tits and I'd say 5'8”. She has black hair and brown, honey eyes, a beauty for sure but when I look at her, all I see is how she is doesn’t compare to the beauty of my Topolino. Once Silas has taken his shot, Linc takes the next one. When it comes to my turn, I decline saying, "Sorry boys, I've gotta stay sober tonight." They look at me suspiciously but I have my reasons. A - I want to check on Lucille and B - Roxi, who happens to be making her way over to us with Cherry in tow, both topless wearing only thongs. They look good and I'm sure they will bring in a huge profit tonight but not what I’m after. Cherry has red hair and blue eyes that are more of a dark depths of the ocean blue. She's taller than most girls, standing without heels at 5'10''. She's always had a thing for Silas, not that he's ever reciprocated. He tends not to dip in his business. I'm starting to see why with how Roxi is sashaying her hips over towards me. Her bleach blonde hair is up in a tight ponytail, her brown eyes are decorated with glitter. She looks the part tonight, if my interest wasn't elsewhere I'd welcome her fascination with me.

"Hi Boss, it's so good to see you home. I hope you are enjoying your night. As a welcome home gift I've got a private dance for you, whenever you want," Cherry purrs to Silas and rests her hand on his bicep.

Silas shakes her off saying, "I don't dip in the company ink Cherry, but thank you for your offer."

He's always so polite to these whores, my temper isn't so patient. Cherry nods and then flutters her eyelashes to Linc. "Do you want to take my offer Lincoln?" Her voice is like honey, seductive and smooth.

Linc just laughs, "Not tonight darlin',"

Cherry smiles, "Oh that's disappointing, I'll just have to find some other eager client," and makes her way over to the tables putting on the charms to all who lay eyes on her.

Roxi clears her throat. "Sir, can I assist you this evening?" I had forgotten she was still standing there. I glance at her and think of the politest way to tell her to get fucked.

"Roxi, I'm not interested. Go find some other dick to ride," I say in a bored tone, hoping she'll get the hint.

"But we have so much fun together," she whines.

My little patience has already gone, I turn to her and grab her throat. "Did you misunderstand our last encounter? I was being polite by saying I'm not interested but you aren't listening. Now listen carefully, I don't want to repeat myself again. I wouldn't touch your used up pussy if you paid me. Now fuck off and find some other place to rub your cunt over." I let her go, she's spluttering and holding her neck but thankfully she runs off to follow Cherry.

"Fratello, that was harsh, is she not your favourite fuck toy?" Linc questions, I'm about to tell him to mind his own business but Silas jumps in.

"Cole, I understand you have told her to back off but next time be more discreet about it would you?" I let out a breath, trying to control myself.

"There won't be a next time if she knows what's good for her. She's been calling me non-stop and keeps trying to bump into me. You know my patience isn't as strong as yours. I need to get some air and cool off, I'll catch you both later," with that I leave, making my way straight for the exit.

My obsession for seeing my topolino is growing. I've been on edge all night with the need to see her, to feel her. I need to get out of this place, it's stifling me. She's the only thing that makes me feel at peace.

I jump on my Triumph Trident 660, pushing the accelerator down, listening to the roar of the engine as I speed off towards her complex. The night sky is dancing with the lights from the city, the air feels cool around my body as I race down the highway. As I get closer to Topolino’s home, I decided to park my bike a block away so that she doesn't hear the engine as I check on her. I've been sending her a single red rose since the day I met her. Just leaving it at her doorstep if she's awake. Other times I've used the spare key and left it inside for her to find, hoping it brings a smile to her face.

As I walk around the condo I hear her voice. "Teddy, how do you feel about a sleepover with Isabella on Saturday night? Aunty Kat is going to buy some popcorn and sweets for you guys. And guess what? She's got the new Minion's movie for you and Isabella to watch, how cool does that sound?"

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