Leon trudged down the stairs in pure anger and hatred for him. He was trained to grow into the heartless monster that he was today. Yet, he didnt love to spill blood and watch people scream in agony as life slowly left their bloodshot eyes unless it was someone who defied his orders. Two things he never allowed under his rule was dishonesty and disloyalty and the fucker just did the exact same thing.
Ten million dollars worth of drugs. TEN MILLION! And he handed
it over to the LeBlanc, his biggest enemy. The fucker thought that
he wouldnt notice it but he forgot who he was playing with. The man himself was a cartel leader yet he betrayed him and broke the pact that was going on for years between them.
Maybe it was time to give him reminding as to on whose path of his loyalties, they lost their brains.
Straightening his royal blue button-down shirt, he wore his sleek black coat, readjusted the cuff-links and turned around to grab the gloves that he would use to torture him.
Usually, the assasination missions were given to Soren but right now it was a matter of betrayal and Leon Svein made sure to handle it in his own way.
He hardened his chin bone to add ruthlessness to his facial features and made his way in.
At last, there was a reason energies left the depth of bones upon
hearing his name.
There was a reason burning embers stung like a bitch upon the mere sight of him.
And at last, there was a reason, he lived up to his name, Leon Svein (The Dark).
The basement was chillingly cold and dark, just the way he liked it.
Reaching his cell, he nodded to the guard who opened the door for him and he stepped in.
There he was. All tied up, bloodied and beaten badly. His head hung low, his shirt was ripped to pieces and he could see several blood stains on his bare, bloodied chest.
Soren stood leaning against the wall, with a Cheshire smile, admiring his art piece.
Nodding towards him, he instructed him through his nod to wake
him up. One slap was all that was needed and he woke up with a stir.
Shakily, he raised his head and his black orb eyes met his forest green ones and Leon smirked to see the light vanish from within them just to be replaced with nothing but fear and complete horrors and he liked it.
He liked it when people feared him. Thats just how he ruled. You take his name and people cowered in fear.
Everyone knew that he fed on fear and drank from the goblets of vile horrors. Thats just how he was.
He took a few calculated steps towards him to slowly instill the fear
within him when reaching near, he bent till his face was merely
inches away from his and uttered the only deadly word in a mere
whisper which he knew would send rapid waves of chill down his
fucking spine,
"Why?". That was all he had to say before he started crying. Another pathetic thing to see which further spiked rage within him. He was an impatient man and did not have time for all of this movie bullshit.
A fucking Cartel leader and crying!
Leon slapped him right across the face and said,
"I am asking you one last time Giovanni, why? You failed to give me an answer, you know the consequences." and with a sneer, he added.
"Soren, you are one of my most trusted men so you know what happens when you disobey me?"
"Boss, I think it will be better if you give him a demo!" He seethed,
He remained quiet. Leon gave him another minute to speak up but
when his head hung low and he didnt, he had enough. With a
low growl of disapproval and annoyance he asked for his knife. The
signature knife which he always use just to slash across a persons
throat once in a swift, clean motion and they will be lying dead at
his feet.
As slowly as he could, he started to tear his skin apart. First the
arms, then the stomach and finally the cheeks. Layer by layer.
As slowly as possible, he peeled off each film of his skin for him to
undergo the agony of the thin threads peeling away, so that he could
feel each sting of throbbing pain in the depth of his bones.
His screams resonated through the room but they were music to his ears. It eased him, calmed his satanic murderous of a heart
down when he enjoyed this particular playlist.
Leon spared a glance in his direction and chuckled.
"Dare to disobey me and go against my orders!" he bent low and looked at him again,
"I am giving you one more minute to speak up, you filthy dog. You fail to do so....surely you know I can do worse." He started whimpering but Leon couldnt care less.
He betrayed him.
"The fucker is showing too much reality boss, allow me to ogle it out of him by burning his skin with acid," Soren jeered, a sadistic look marring his face.
Rolling his eyes and heaving a tired sigh, Leon positioned his hand in the air, signaling for him to stay where he was.
At the moment, he needed answers.
"Giovanni, never have I ever given someone this much time as much
as I am giving to you and I myself am astonished as to how I gave it.
You have two minutes exactly till you tell me why the bloody fuck
you betrayed me or I wouldnt stop at any lengths to torture you."
Then shrugging his shoulders, he continued.
"I may even end you today, so fucking speak up."
He shivered but remained silent. Such a scum!
When he couldnt take it any longer, he rolled up his sleeves, and asked for the pliers when opening his mouth, he roughly started to cut all of his teeth unequally and in a rush making him scream in agony, deliberately yanking away his molars and premolars knowing how fucking bad it would hurt.
Blood oozed out in spurts, his arms and legs shook from the pain but
Leon wasnt the one to stop.
Raising the knife, he struck it down harshly in his open muscle
when he screamed as much as his lungs could allow for the air to
be screamed out. His shouts and cries calmed and encouraged him,
There was a pool of crimson red blood surrounding his feet, he was
screaming too loudly to a point where Leon started having a headache.
His blue shirt was soaked in his worthless blood. His hands were
bloodied and there were beads of sweat on his face. He was breathing heavily when Leon decided to give him a break.
Taking a step back and cleaning his hands with a handkerchief. Suddenly an idea came to me and he knew the exact thing which would make him speak up.
Turning to Soren with a smirk on his face he said,
"Bring his wife, Gina here-" and with a pause he added, "To ME emphasizing the ME. That ought to shake Giovanni when he suddenly brought his head up and whimpered a weak no.
Obviously, Leon would do nothing to his wife. She had no fault and shouldnt be punished for something the husband did and obviously he would never hurt a woman or child intentionally or make her see any of this but Giovanni didnt need to know that.
"What did you say again?" Leon growled in a deep voice.
"Please no, Leon. Not my daughter. I am so sorry. I was forced. I had nothing in my hands."
To say that he was mad would be an understatement. He was furious. Furious beyond anything. Taking a deep, calming breath and in a dangerously cold voice he spoke,
"Giovanni, you have bloody five minutes to explain to me why the fuck you did what you did or you know….you will hate the consequences. Hurry the fuck up as I dont have all day and night to babysit a fucker like you. SPEAK UP!" he roared in anger and was glad to see him recoil in fear.
"He-he, he threatened me. HE-he said-"
"Stutter one more time and you will see why they call me the Dark. And for your fucking information, you already gave me the idea that you were threatened because being forced means nothing in a mafia until it comes with a poison of threatening. Just fucking look at you, did you speak up when I forced you? No. Did you decide
to speak up when I threatened you? Fucking yes. So dont go in
circles and repeat bullshit to me with synonyms attached to it, I need
the whole fucking story."
He crossed his arms and looked at him.
"He threatened me. He promised to kill my wife, if I failed to provide him the drugs. He promised he would hurt her and I had to protect her. I had to protect her."
There was a different sort of begging in his eyes, a
realization that he once had of having an incoming feeling of losing
a battle that was never meant to ever start in the first place if he
hadnt opened the gates. Hopelessness clouded his eyes, spread
through his body and engulfed his whole heart, enough for him to
destroy his own position which could easily be saved if he didnt
make such a stupid mistake.
Leon was familiar with such emotions, he had been shrewed by them for more than once.
Putting both of my hands on the side arms of the chair he spat out at
him with all of hus rage,
"Are you really that stupid or slow-witted, you piece of a sorry pig? You work with my mafia, with the emblem of it enough to burn the world. You work under The Leon Svein, the one people fear a lot. The one people hope to never cross paths with. No one wishes to disobey me or upset me. You have been working with me for fifteen Goddamn fucking years you bloody asshole and you are still such a piece of worm shit that you cannot see through things?"
"You could have come to me and have explained the situation to me. If I can heavily guard so many of my bases, clubs and hotels, is guarding and protecting your wife that difficult for me? Is it too hard for me especially since I have been doing that for God knows how long? Answer me." he seethed in rage,
"No, No!"
"Then why the fuck did you run to the Leblancs like a stupid dog?"
"I panicked and got scared boss."
"Stop using your wife as an excuse, tell me the truth!" Leon roared, scratching open his wounds even more with the pliers.
Giovanni screamed and started to cry even more.
Leon just looked at him and saw the pathetic man inside him. He was weak, unstable and a major disadvantage for him.
"He wants to ruin you and he proposed that if I started working with him, he wouldnt harm my wife and also let me rule your empire with him." those words were enough to drive him crazy.
Leon chuckled, a full demonic one that even made Soren gulp a bit.
Because no one dares to mess with Leon Svein and his empire.
With a look that could even made Lucifer faint, he slowly bent down and placed his hands on the sides of his chair.
"Did you see who the leblanc was?" he inquired, his voice clearly depicting an upcoming storm.
"No, all his messages were sent by his assistant!"
"You are pathetic and as useless as any low-level mafia even wouldnt want to keep. As much as your wife does wish to see her husband again, I sure as hell cannot put my entire empire on stake and get it ruined by a scumbag like you. My Mafia cannot be weakened because of bastards who rat me out.
I told you the day that you joined that I wouldnt go lenient and that
I hell wouldnt tolerate dishonesty and that lesson wasnt supposed
to be forgotten till you breath your fucking last and fifteen years
definitely doesnt do the trick. What I can promise you is that your wife will remain safe but I hell wouldnt let you leave this cell alive. Its not in my book of rules which you were clearly familiar with."
"No-please!"
"You should have thought of this before you took the step that you did as you knew the rules when you joined.
No forgiveness over breaking any point in the million that I gave."
He then pointed his finger at him, "You betray, you pay. And you
Giovanni? You, so fucking will."
Leon stood up when he started begging him a lot to leave him be and to let him see his wife for fucks sake.
But he didnt need such weak people that could easily come under threats and give it all away.
Weak people have no place in strong organizations.
And hence, raising the gun at him, he cocked it back and smirked at him.
"Say hello to the Lucifer." and with a bang he shot one bullet straight through his fucking head as his head was whipped back with the force until he lay dead with his eyes staring at the ceiling, with no life left in them.
Leon unloaded the gun and placed it back in the waistband of his pants, turned around and walked towards the exit, with Soren behind.
"Get it cleaned!" He ordered one of the guards while exiting the cellar.
"This Leblanc is clearly upto something Leon, this past week have clearly been a turbulence set up by him."
"I know Soren, just be on high alert and tell Cosmo the same thing. I have a feeling that all these things are a mere distraction for us, from something that he is planning to execute! " Leon apprised, his mind turning wheels as several possibilities came to his mind as he sat in his armored Rolls Royce.
Soren divulged at the new information nodded his head and was about to seat inside when his phone rang.
"Hello!" He picked up, but the next words were enough to still the shudders inside his body.
Whatever his boss said a minute ago, happened in reality.
With the mobile phone still in his hand he glanced at his boss who stared at his panicked eyes that unfolded a story of some destruction.
"What is it Soren?" Leon asked, arching his brows at his grief strickened face that unfolded an occurrence of destruction.
"S-Sophia! "