PIETRO GIACOMETTI
Fuck.
Why had I brought my phone along with me? Why had I received this text in this moment? It would have been satisfying to take the bastard out of my way permanently over this hassle.
She can’t come stay with me because she has a boyfriend but she’d definitely come over when her boyfriend gets missing under very mysterious circumstances, wouldn’t she?
I could have gotten the bastard out of the way a while back but I had been keeping a check on myself. A check not to slaughter any of the people around Caily. I didn’t want her pretty face getting pulled into a deep frown of anger if she finds out that I killed a few people around her.
But her boyfriend… I could have made this one exception and gotten rid of him very quietly, so quietly that Caily would never even realise that he was gone.
But this text from her…
“Fine, let’s not ruin things because of this urge to see little Dylan torn apart into several pieces. I still have quite a few to tear apart anyways.” I raised my gaze from my phone to the two men strapped to the wall, almost passed out.
I had barely even done anything to them yet.
“Finn, get the ‘green’ tools.” I ordered, shoving my hair back with a hand.
“Yes boss.” The steps of Finn’s boots filled the air for a second.
“No, no… Please!” One of the men bucked on the wall.
And seeing as he was still very full of strength, it was quite obvious that my trainees didn’t do a very good job on him.
I ignored the pathetic pleas coming from him and dialed a contact on my phone.
“Boss, I have him on target.” The voice on the other end immediately said as soon as the phone was answered.
“Let him be.”
“Oh, alright boss.” Was his response from the other side of the phone.
It was a given. No matter what my decisions were, I didn’t fancy being questioned. Even if I took an entire U-turn on earlier decided plans, I wanted my words obeyed, not questioned.
The only person who could question me, who could do anything to me in fact was her, my Peaches.
“Please! Please! Please let us go! I have given back everything I made from the deal. I… I have given everything back.” He continued with his pathetic cries and bucking, trying to free himself even when he knew clearly that he could never succeed at freeing himself from those straps.
Hearing him beg so coherently was annoying and I felt the left side of my face twitch from annoyance.
“Fuck.” I picked a knife from the trap by my side and threw it at his thigh .
“Shut the fuck up! Nothing has been done to you yet!” I growled, totally pissed off.
His cries of pain filled the room for a second before it died down to muffled cries.
That did sound much better, much more soothing to listen too.
I relaxed into my seat and dialed my lawyer’s contact. He picked up at the first ring.
“Mr. Giacometti.” His hoarse voice came from the other line.
“Get the contract ready. You are meeting with her tomorrow. Remember, give her every single thing she wants. Any amount she states, double it. No, triple it. Any condition she is uncomfortable with, find your way around it. That contract must bring her to my home by tomorrow.”
“Definitely, Mr. Giacometti. I will get to work immediately.” he replied and I ended the call.
I dropped the phone on the black leather couch and got up to my feet, picking up my black gloves and pulling it on.
“Ah, I’m in a good mood tonight.” I moved over to the table where the green tools now laid.
“I’m in a very good mood because a certain special someone who has always been mine is finally walking right into my arms. Have you…” I paused and narrowed my gaze at the two men on the wall.
“Have you ever fallen in love?” I asked, my fingers gently trailing the tools on the table.
There was no response from any of them, just scared whimpers like fucking little retards.
“Shall I have this changed to the ‘red’ tools?” I questioned and both of them immediately shook their head.
“No… N-no, please.”
“Now, answer my questions and we can make this a bit bearable for you both. Have you ever fallen in love?” I asked the question again.
“I… I have.” the one with the blonde hair replied.
“Never.” The one with the dark hair gave his own shaky response as I picked up an injection.
“And so you do know what it feels like to be in love, right?” I turned my attention to the blondie.
“I fucking love her, she’s so pretty, and innocent and untainted and she has this brightness that surrounds her…” I paused.
“It’s been… Fourteen years since I knew she was mine. Fourteen fucking years and now she’s about to be mine. You felt excited when you got the person you fell in love with, right?”
“R… Right.” He groaned out.
“Since you can relate to me a bit, I’d make it easier for you with an anaesthesia shot.” I stabbed the injection into his neck crudely and he groaned again in pains as I pulled it out.
“This is time wasting. I can’t concentrate on getting rid of you both. I need to go get ready to welcome my Peaches. Now, I’d be kind to you both tonight because of this very good news. I’ll ask a question, the one who is right gets to live, how does that sound?”
“Live? Live freely or… Or in torture?” The dark haired was wise enough to ask.
Well, he had been working with me for a while so he pretty much knew my words didn’t always have one meaning.
“Freely.” I responded and I meant it.
Celebrating Caily by letting one of my victims go for the first time in ten years wasn’t so bad, right?
“Now, the question. What flowers do you think Peaches prefer? Lilies? Or roses?” I gave them a questioning look.
The both of them glanced at each other and then at me.
“You have three seconds to give your answers.” I noted out and the look of panic that crossed their faces pleased me.
“Lilies!” The blondie gasped.
“Roses! All girls love roses!” The dark haired cried out and I nodded thoughtfully.
I turned away from them and whistled softly as I walked over to where the axe was fitted to. I picked it up and approached them again.
I could see the fear on their faces. Both of them had no idea who was right or who was wrong. They both had no clue who this axe was going to be used on.
I eased my neck as I stopped in front of them and raised the axe. Beads of sweats dripped from them and tears rolled down their cheeks like a spooked kid in the middle of a horror story.
Gritting my teeth, I chopped off the head of the blondie in one clean swipe. The warm blood splashed all over me and all over the room.
“Fuck! I didn’t want to get bloody tonight” I cursed, wrinkling my nose in displeasure.
“Thank… Thank goodness, I… I knew girls always loved roses.” tears of relief rolled down but those tears of relief stopped and his face turned into a look of shock as I raised up my the bloodied axe again.
I passed him a small smile before bringing the axe down and chopping his head down too. Another warm gush of blood splashed on my face and I dropped the axe to the floor.
“Wrong. Wrong. You were both wrong. You didn’t have to use my options, you know. Peaches loves tulips way more than she could ever love roses and lilies.”
“Finn.” I called, pulling off my now bloodied gloves.
“Yes, boss.”
“Have them clean this place up and let the others see what became of these two fools. Let them know I take absolute delight in slaughtering them so they can very well choose to try to steal money from me and I’d have more bodies to tear apart.”
“Yes boss.”
“And… Have Han contact the flower shop.”
“Yes boss.”