Chapter 29
Dante Romano POV
Hell had a name tonight, and it was mine,
Blood
That was all I saw as I stepped into the Giovanni den. Every breath I took was laced with rage, every heartbeat was a countdown to that bastard deaths.
I should have fucking known that bastard wouldn’t let the matter of his daughter go easily.
Damn it.
I shouldn’t have left Elara alone.
The thought burned through me like acid as I leaped from the chopper, slicing through the cold night air. The rooftop of the abandoned building rushed toward me, and I landed with a bone–parring impact, rolling onto my feet in one fluid motion. My fingers curled tighter around the grip of my gun, rage pulsing through my veins like wildfire.
Below me, my men had already infiltrated the ground level, sweeping every corridor, hunting. The faint bursts of gunfire and the sharp crackle of my earpiece confirmed what 1 already knew this was a goddamn war zone.
“Ground floor clear,” Nero’s voice came through. “No sign of sister–in–law yet”
hear noise from the first floor, Andrew said, followed by the heavy thud of a body hitting the ground. “We’re clearing the way.”
My boots pounded against the metal stairs as I climbed, the dim lights flickering above me. With every step, my veins burned, my vision was red. I wasn’t here to talk today. I was here to slaughter. To let the world know what happend if they touch whats mine. I will make them regret ever being born before I sent them to hell myself.
Listen here everyone” You have one job for this mission. Get your queen out. I don’t care if the world burns around us, if I’m bleeding on the ground, or if you have to kill every last man in this building. She leaves alive. Or you don’t leave at all”
There was silence for a few second “Do I make myself clear?”
A chorus of “Yes, Boss” echoed back at me
Bows the queen is here I head Andrew voice as i marched my way toward him.
I kicked the door open with a force that sent it flying off. The second I stepped inside, fury consumed me. My heartbeat was like a war drum, hands itching to spill the bastard blood.
my
My wife trembled under that bastard’s filthy hands, wearing nothing but my shirt. They didn’t even gave her tome to get dress. It buttons ripped open, exposing her bruised skin. Her hair was a mess, her delicate wrists marred with ugly bruises. A red, five–finger mark burned across her cheek He dared to slap her. Blood stained her lips, her body shaking like a leaf in a storm.
“Elara“” I called, my voice sharp, but she didn’t respond. Her head hung low, her body trembling Fuck. What the hell had they done to her?
Rage clawed up my
throat
Death is what Giovanni had signed up for the moment he touched my wife.
“Dante Romano, w–hy are you here? I raised my eyebrow at him,So the fucker knew i was out of the country. The fact that this piece of shit had the audacity to ask mude my grip on the trigger tighten. I saw the flicker of fear in his eyes. Good: He should be fucking terrified. He wanted an answer! I’d curve it into his fucking skin
M*********** You’ve already scaled your fate. Now get down on your knees, kiss the fucking ground my wife walks on. Rub your nose on ground near your queens feet, and beg like a fucking dog. Maybe just maybe, I’ll consider giving you a death that’s slightly less agonizing than what I had planned.”
Giovanni’s face twisted with rage, his jaw clenching so tight it looked like it might snap. His nostrils flared, and for a second, I thought he’d be stupid enough to refuse.
Instead, he spat blood onto the floor, glaring up at me like a wounded animal
“Dante Romano, don’t be a fool. You think I’d kneel to that pathetic whore! She’s no queen, just a fragile lile plaything you married to keep your bed warm. She’s your biggest liability. You should have chosen power, not whatever that is. My daughter is your only true equal. Fix your mistake
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Chapter 29
before it’s too late. My daughter is the only one worthy of standing beside you”
My rage erupted like a fucking bomb. As soon as i marched toward him. Her pulled Elara in his arm. Her head swayed in air as i saw a glimps of her red eyes. Did he drugged her? Her lips were parted as if struggling to form words. She blinked lazily, her head lolling against Giovanni’s chest.
“Don’t.” Giovanni warned. A smirk formed on his face, pressing the tip of the empty syringe against Elara’s delicate neck. “You better know what will happen if 1 inject this, Dante,” he taunted, his voice smooth like venoon. “Air straight into her veins! A painful death”
1 stopped in my track. Clancing at Andrew and Nero as they nodded at me..
I titted my head, eyes dark with fury.” Coward. You think hiding behind my wife makes you untouchable!” My voice was calm deadly. “I will rip the skin from your body inch by inch, roast you over an open lame, and serve your fucking remains to your daughter as her last meal.”
Giovanni’s face twisted in fury, his smirk vanishing. “You ungrateful bastard, I made you rich! I brought you profit And this this is how you repay me! Over some useless woman?” He spat the word out like poison.
His chest heaved as he took a step closer, eyes blazing. “She touched my daughter! That slut dared to put a knife to my child’s throat! Do you hear me, Dante! My daughter is in a fucking hospital bed because of her His voice rose into a roar. “And now, I’m supposed to let this bitch walk free? Never, Never!”
She did nothing.” I interrupted, my voice a deadly whisper. “Your daughter was a spoiled, entitled brat who thought she could control everyone around her. She was the one who provoke her queen first and she paid the price.”
Giovanni’s face twisted in rage. “You son of a..”
“Now”
The moment the word left my mouth. Nero’s bullet shattered his kneecap. Giovanni dropped with a scream, his grip on Elara loosen.
My men fire the bullets in each and every Givanni’s men’s skull.
moved like a shadow, closing the distance in a blink. My knife sank deep into his thigh, twisting.
His howl ripped through the room as he collapsed, the syringe falling from his grip.
1 caught Flara just before she hit the floor, holding her tight against me. “Baby” I murmured, brushing her hair from her face. “I’m here. You’re
Giovanni writhed on the ground, clutching his bleeding leg. “You fucking psycho
I tiled my head, watching the fear bloom in his eyes. “Psycho?” I whispered, my voice like ke. “No. This is just the beginning. I’m about to teach you what true fucking horror feels like”
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