Lorenzo’s pov
At first, I hadn’t realized it was in that direction that I was driving in, until I was almost there, was when it dawned on me that I had began to drive towards there without even realizing it.
As I exited the meeting office, a lot of thoughts filled up my head at once, and even though I hated to admit it, I had actually taken what Drake had said to heart a little. When he had said people might see me as weak for not killing her yet.
I knew it was fruitless for ne to attempt considering killing her niw, cause deep down, I knew I won’t end up doing it. Thinking about her large green eyes blinking up at me right now was enough to remind me that there was no way in hell I’d be able to actually kill her.
So many thoughts ran through my mind as I left the building in my car, and as soon as I began to drive, I hadn’t realized where I was heading to, until a few minutes ago.
I was driving towards my childhood home.
The house where I had grew up in.
The home where I had known so much love from my mother until it all ended one day.
My grip tightened around the steering wheel and I puffed out a deep breath while trying to get my thoughts under control.
As I slowly drove into the vicinity which I knew like the back of my palm, a long sigh left my throat and I remained in the driver’s seat even after killing the engine.
When I made my way out, I swept a quick glance over everywhere at once, face twisting as those memories which I usually have locked away, began to flood my mind at once from all directions.
The house was no longer darkened by the fire that had killed the rest of my family members. I had had it repainted back to itself original colors after getting it back from the greedy people who had claimed it after my parents got out of the picture. I knew I could easily sell it off or rent it out at least, but I prefer to keep it like this, empty and void of anyone, cause this way, it makes it feel like my childhood memories are safely locked away in it.
There was nothing I desperately wanted like I do revenge. I wanted it so bad, like I do my next breath. I know damn well that I could easily ambush Gonzale and shoot the bastard dead, but I didn’t want his death to be as easy as the slimy bastard Romero’s own has been. Gonzale had been the main planner behind everything, it’s only normal that he get to surfer the most in this situation.
I want his death to be slow and torturous until he actually pleads for death, but before that, I want to hurt bum emotionally, I need to hurt hin first through something which he actually likes, that way, after he hurt first, I’d capture him and show him what actual torture feels like.
I knew I could easily get his wife and kill her then send her gift back to him, but I knew he didn’t give to fucks about her, men here in the mafia do not marry fron love, after all. So, it’s stew as hell not going to hurt him one bit, should I try to get him through his wife, and that had been enough to make me kill that thought.
Which has left me still looking for a brilliant way in which I could get at him from.
So many memories emerged from the dark place I had buried them in and I grimaced as I took one last look at the house before turning around and getting into my car once again.
I remained in the car for a few moments before starting the car and driving back into the busy road once again.
And as I drove, I felt my heart hardened even more towards Mia.
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“Take a seat, man. It’s been what? Forever? Since we last saw esch other.” Alex murmured with a warm smile as he welcomed me into his office. I sank into a seat and watsbws as he got open a drink and poured out two drinks before handing me one.
I let out a chuckle and an eyeroll. “It’s been about a month time, I’m sure.”
“That’s still a long time.” Alex insisted as he took a sip of his drink, and then he leaned forward. “So, what brings you here?”
“Can’t I just be here because I miss my friend?” I demanded and Alex snickered out a laugh at once.
“No offense, Enzo, but you’re much to busy to pay anyone a busy just because you miss them.”
I shrugged a shoulder after a few moments. “Fair.”
Alex and I had known each other since over a decade. We shared almost similar pasts, and climbed to the top almost at the same time. We’ve shared so much while growing up together, right since the times we used to eat from bins and steal from clueless people.
Alex was one of the handful of people I could trust, which is why I’m here right now.
“I wanna talk to you about something important, then I’d need you to advice me.”
Alex nodded as he leaned forward, signaling for me to proceed, and so I did.
Alex leaned back in his seat and downed the rest of his drink before speaking. “Why don’t you just fuck her?”
“Did you just listen to all what I had just said? Or not? I said I couldn’t because of her father. We hate him, remember?”
“Yeah, we do. But what has that got to do with anything? Since she’s there right now, I see no reason why you should still keep holding yourself back from claiming her in every possible way, especially seeing how much she’s affecting you.”
“She isn’t affecting me in any way. She isn’t even that hot and she’s not even my type.” I grunted as I downed the entire content of my glass at once. Alex snorted and breathed out a laugh.
“Yeah, right.”