Mancini Vando’s POV
I sat comfortably in the hotel as I stared over at Fernando Hernandez who sat there with a defeated look. Everything was going better than I had planned for. “You aren’t here to defend your boss, are you, Fernando?” I asked him, amber swirling the liquid in my glass as I glanced back at him.
“We agreed you wouldn’t be there either. Neither you nor your brother, but for Don Diego to intentionally plant an explosive device at the port? You have no evidence and so you can’t break the truce just because of that.” Fernando hissed, trying hard to keep his anger in check and it felt so satisfying.
“Don Diego went against our initial plan, Fernando. We agreed no one would appear there during the exchange and he was there. There’s footage of him there and causing the explosion. x I replied, knowing fully well I was playing my card right. Knowing Diego, he would want to barge in here to cause a fight but the only thing keeping him in check was his man here. What a pathetic answer for a high ranking don.
“Look, Vando, whatever your game is, you better drop it now and don’t play it too far. You and I know you won’t want us to go back to being full blown enemies with war. It won’t be good for either sides.” Fernando warned and I couldn’t help but throw my head back in laughter, gesturing to one of my men to hand me a cigarette which he did instantly, lighting it up.
“Oh you are naive, Fernando. I wouldn’t try initiating a war if we don’t have enough resources to back us up.” I replied, letting out a puff of smoke as I leaned forward in my seat. “Listen to me, picture this, Diego, from his high and mighty throne swatted to the ground like a mere fly. Crushed into pieces that even you wouldn’t recognize him.”
I let out a maniacal laugh, but I didn’t get the reaction I wanted from him as he just stared at me like he was underestimating me. That’s what made it even more interesting. “Just let your Don know he’ll pay for messing with the Mancini brothers in the first place. Once my brother learns of this, what do you think he’ll do? Sit back?”
Fernando was about to utter a word when he paused, looking down at his side before his eyes twitched, springing up like something just happened. I couldn’t hide the smile on my face seeing that reaction I wanted to see all along get displayed all over his face. It felt so divine.
The expression hadn’t settled when the doors slammed open, Diego walking in while dragging two of my men behind, fuming with anger. “What the fuck did you do, Vando?” He growled, his eyes dark as he approached me, his aura flaring.
“What do you mean, Don Diego?” I replied, relaxing casually in my seat waiting for him to advance in his steps.
“What the fuck did you do Vando? You mother fucking bastard.” He growled, lunging at me but he was stopped midway by Fernando who threw himself between us, stopping Diego from hitting me. “Fuck it Fernando, get the fucking shit out of my way.”
“Do you think beating him up will help Nana? Just go, I’ll deal with him.” Fernando said and I could see Diego’s lips twitching, his gaze boring holes into my forehead and I couldn’t help but chuckle in satisfaction. Seeing the all mighty calm and composed Diego in this angry state just made me more interested in tormenting him.
How should I do it?
How should I do it?
“Fuck it all, Fernando.” He cursed, barging out of the room while Fernando stared down at me like he had a word to say but he didn’t say anything. He just took his things and headed out of the room and I couldn’t help but laugh.
Ooh the thrill of the despair on their faces.
Standing up, I walked towards the balcony with my phone in one hand, the glass of whiskey and cigarette in the other. I watched as Diego’s car drove out of the hotel building with the thrill still moving up and down my spine.
“Why didn’t you just finish that old woman off?” I asked one of the men that had just arrived.
“The woman with her wasn’t planned for, Boss.” One of them replied, handing me the picture of a beautiful lady. She looked so ravishing I can’t help but want her.
“Dang…” I whistled. “Drano.”
“What is it?” My brother’s voice came from the other side of the phone. “Did it go as planned?”
“It went beyond what we planned for. He lashed out and personally trashed all the men all the way up here. A real proof he struck first.” I replied, clicking my tongue as the butt of my cigarette burned into the skin of the beautiful lady in the picture. “I did as you ordered this time, I want my reward.”
“As long as it doesn’t ruin the plan.” Brother replied from the other side of the phone. Who cares if it ruins the plan? It has the potential to increase the success of the plan if I get hands on this lady and make her my personal fuck toy.
Thinking about it just made me want to pin her down real bad and fuck whoever she is right in front of Diego to see. Would he plead? Would he beg? How will her screaming voice be? What kind of cry of despair will she show me? I was getting excited to no bounds.
“Just do whatever makes you satisfied.” Brother said before hanging up, causing a chuckle to escape my lips.
Whoever this bitch is, I want her in my head tonight. Knowing I can’t get to do whatever i want with her physically. I will mess with her as i please in my thoughts. Diego would be on the verge of losing his damn mind by the time i am done with him.
Asshole!