DESMOND’S POV
I thought destroying Diego Fernandez would be very difficult but as it stands, I don’t even have to do so much. I just have to insert my own players into the game and watch as they bring him to his knees in front of my throne. He has to pay for making me an outcast in my father’s kingdom, they all have to. I began with Damian, that pathetic idiot stood no chance, I knew I could bring him down using that girl Valentina as his trap, as soon as I saw the love in his eyes immediately he set his eyes on her… I knew I had gotten him where I wanted his, I knew she would help me get rid of him. That sick bastard, I actually feel like I did a good things for him. I wanted to set him free.
Although now he actually isn’t dead yet, it sure seems like he is. He is nothing but a paralyzed vegetable now. Hahaha!! Sweet revenge! Diego next then the king himself Raphael Alexandro Fernandez, my father who has never acknowledged me as his….
DIEGO’S POV
The last time I felt this way about someone I was hurt badly, I don’t remember her name or face or what she did but I know how it hurts to think about her, how it hurt to try to remember her.
Damian said she was a gold digger who had only loved me for what I could offer and when she was no longer satisfied with the material things she was getting from me she tried to kill me after forging my signature on a will she had prepared. He said she is the reason why I lost my memory, why I had to spend two years in rehabilitation learning to walk again, he speaks of her with a lot of spite and hatred.
A hatred I have inherited, she is the reason for everything bad that has happened to me and my family, I can’t wait to meet her and watch her as she takes her last breath.
I stared down at Valentina, she looked frail. I can kill her now before she becomes that girl that breaks my heart in to countless pieces. I can kill her now before she becomes the end of me.
I picked up the pillow next to her and held it a few inches from her face.
“I have to do this or it might be me laying in a pool of my own blood soon.” I whispered, trying to motivate myself as I moved the pillow closer.
“A cold blooded devil like yourself is incapable of love and affection. Anger and hatred is all you know Diego.” I said again as I moved the pillow closer to her face, directly on top of her nose.
I looked away as I tried to push the pillow further down but I couldn’t, I tossed the pillow away with great frustration.
What has this bitch done to me! Fuck!
I looked at her, sleeping innocently like an angel unaware of the havoc she is causing in my heart, I could not help but smile at how beautiful she looked like sleeping Beauty. What a finished man I am!
I was still smiling watching her when one of my goons walked it. Greg. He looked surprised and even startled at my smile because I only smile when the murder of the king of a rival mafia is going on before me or when I succeed in taking over a mafia, it’s always mafia related not for a girl.
I cleared my throat and replaced the smile on my face with a scowl.
“What do you want Gregory?” I asked in the most mafia king voice I could muster under short notice.
“We have a little bit of a problem.” He replied.
“What is the problem.” I asked not in the least bit panicked, Greg always knows what to do in every situation that is the reason I’ve kept him around all these while. My right hand man Greg.
“Alfonso could not pay up all the debt he racked, we checked all his accounts and everything, the man is flat out broke so we killed him and took his two daughters as collateral. His son has promised to pay and get his sisters back.” Greg said.
See what I said, all sorted out.
“Good so what is the problem or did you just come here to waste my time?” I said slightly irritated.
“No. The problem is, Alfonso owns the Red Bull cartel which happens to be one of the most dangerous one. We may have aggravated some people.” He said.
“Gregory, I did not get to the point I am by pleasing everybody. They will get over it, if they don’t then we wouldn’t mind killing them also.” I replied with a smirk.
I remember my first kill, how euphoric it was, it was a lot more meaningful to me because it was my father. I still have the gun as a souvenir.
“Okay Master. The twins are in the dark room now.” He said.
“Alright I will meet them later to serve them the contract.” I replied as my gaze returned to Valentina.
“You can leave now.” I said to Greg without even taking my eyes off her.
* (DIEGO’S POV)
“You can only leave this place if you sign that contract.” I said to one of the twins. She had the most beautiful curly honey brown hair with hazel eyes accentuated by exquisite luscious lashes.
The girl looked shy and easily frightened like someone that should be protected at all times such her shame that her father was nothing but a foolish gambler who as it seems has no regard for his honor.
“Where am I?” She asked with tears streaming down her eyes.
“In my lair and you can only leave after you have signed that sub/dom contract.” I replied. I wonder what this shy little butterfly would taste like. I bet she has more fire in her than is apparent right now.
“I will sign your contract. But I need you to let my sister go, please. I will be your collateral but please set her free.” The girl pleaded.
“That would not be possible my little munchkin. Your father literally signed your lives over to me with how much he owes me, you both will just have to get used to being mine.” I answered.
The girl said nothing and with tears streaming down her check she signed her life over to me.
“Yara, what a nice name.” I said staring into her eyes. I have to have her for myself soon.
“Release her.” I ordered.
Her twin sister Zara was the complete opposite. She was Stubborn, rude and almost disrespectful. I had to put her in her place more than once but oddly enough she was very keen on signing the contract. Maybe she realized that she has no choice in the matter?
Anyway I wonder how it would feel like having ice and fire warm my bed at the same time, I will just have to see.
***
“Did he accept you as one of his whores.” A thick male voice asked.
“Without any hesitation. He took the bait.” She replied.
“My son is still the stupid little boy I know him to be after all these years.” Raphael Fernandez said chuckling as he took a sip of his brandy.
“Now you my dear Yara are the key to me killing him and recovering the throne that bastard stole from me.” Raphael Fernandez added.
“Daddy… can I have my gift now. I can’t wait to feel your glorious cock deep inside of me. Please grant me this request.” Yara said pouting her lips as she seductively took off her clothes.