Okay, so I made this entire chapter only for Stephan POV. I never once mentioned the cruelty that he can extend to regain the title 'Killer' for which I made this chapter. Hope it makes you feel maad!! ;)

Also I want to say this again that as this book is based on mafia, the brutality of their sides and the harm will be showcase for which I send this book to be in mature content. You will get more chapters like that and if it makes you feel uncomfortable kindly don't read it further.

Also a small request to all my readers to kindly read the last part. It's important.

Graphic violence included

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"Oops sorry," Georgia says smiling innocently. I warned her not to come to the office yet she came.

"You really pulling the last nerve of mine, Tesoro." (Sweetheart)

She rolls her eyes and walks past me. I sigh and walk behind her. "I called and informed Mr. Sebastian Pisano and he accepted the request for which there will be 50 paintings that will be sold with each worth of $10million. Is it ok?"

"Perfect." She should get 5 weeks of rest but damn she came out of hospital after 1 week. Gosh! She is more energetic than me.

"By the way, the demand for zentangle art arrived more so I am thinking I am going to put a little more time on them for which my time slot shall be decreased."

"Great so except zentangle art any art you know?"

She shakes her head. "Fine, then I will teach you."

Her eyes are wide out. "What?"

I squint my eyes and reply, "Painting. Why? What do you think?"

She grumbles but I somehow hear it. "I thought he was saying about sex. Gosh."

I chuckle but later covered it up with a cough.

"Tom Garcia's corpse has been found in the mall of Sicily. His body is in a brutal state. He had been beheaded and his limbs have been spread around his body. The public is telling it's done by Killer. Also-" I switch off the T.V and sigh taking a quick peek at Georgia who is busy looking at the blank screen and then at me.

"What?" I raise an eyebrow to look at her.

"Just trim your beard but don't shave them. I like them soft and spongy." I smile at her but then remember she has been turning out of the topic.

"Gee, Grazie." I say sarcastically. "But then why were you so interested in that news?"

Her eyes are wide as she speaks innocently. "Really? Did my face show my emotions? Woo."

I roll my eyes and am about to repeat my question when she replies, "I like Killer."

My eyes widen at her sudden confirmation. "Why?"

She shrugs before saying. "Because he is sexy and I think..." she looks at me with a sudden devotion against the devil "...He will be good in bed." And ladies and gentlemen she licks her lower lips as if she knows how will I react.

My junior twitches and salutes the woman in front of him. "Oh." My voice appears hoarse.

She strides toward me and her sudden action pulls my eyes out of my socket. She touches my crotch and whispers by bending herself at its height. "See something you like polla."

Her act of speaking in a Spanish accent makes my d*ck twitch to an unforgettable extent.

She firmly holds my junior while looking at me with deep intensity. "So, sir were you jealous?"

My eyes open with confusion. "Of whom?"

"Killer."

Yes, because it's me yet I can't tell you. "No."

She nods her head and in a second the intimate smell presses off and a distant environment carries. The moment when she is underneath mine and now she is far away from me with her neutral mask where her blue eyes only reflect dark hole.

"I think I shall go back and visit the papers and make the spreadsheet for the upcoming projects and their details." With that, she walks away. I bang my fist on the concrete desk not bothering where my hand rested and that made the T.V switch on. I look down where my hand rests on the remote.

"So whom do you think has killed Tom? Is it really the Killer?"

I close my eyes re-thinking about the past week and the torture done by none other than Killer aka me.

WARNING AHEAD:-

His body lies on the rough floor of the repetitive beatings done upon him.

"Leave," I shout at my men who bow down to me and walk out.

He laughs as if it is the best thing he ever heard. He tries to stand up but the poor soul couldn't. I look at my side and find the sets of knives. I pick one of them and test its edge, satisfied at its sharpness I throw it straight at his hand adjoining him to the ground. He screams in agony while it was my turn to laugh.

I pared towards him and twirl the chair where he sat previously and occupy the wooden material. I place one leg upon another and dart at him. "What did you think that you will leave me and I will let you? No no no never. Do remember once entered into the pit of a dungeon called Mafia no one can ever come out not before fulfilling its task and you got a simple task Tom and that was to return back my money yet you couldn't. Fucking stupid."

I scoff and smirk at him and continued. "This week you will get all those treatments you made me do. Finding you was a little bit of trouble but as I took a whole fucking week to get you, I will repay by torturing you one whole week. You still have time to fight and if you couldn't then I guess the torture will continue."

He stands up just like I thought he would do. I smirk not intending to stand rather I sit there to see what he will bring. Even though the beatings done upon him were brutal, he still manages to stand up. He pulls out the knife splashing blood across his left cheek and rushed towards me trying to stab me, like seriously?

I stop his blow by placing my hand on the silver edge of the knife drawing blood from my skin but not making any sound. He tries to drill my skin by rotating the knife but one blow from my left hand made him fall back far hitting him right across his cheek.

I laugh humorlessly. "Try harder and based on how you played, you will receive your punishment."

"Chase." He rushes toward me and bows his head. "Bring the huge tub of hot water hang him upside down and dipped him. Tomorrow I want his skin to melt by."

"As you wish capo." I walk out taking a deep breath thinking about the start of a new week with brutal torture.

2nd day of torture:-

I smile at the hard work put in by my men. When I touch his face it's damn hot as his skin burns.

"Bring the tub of cold water." They quickly nod their head and run out to fetch my need.

In meantime, I examine him with my arms folded and smirk. "Tom, how is my treatment going on? Is it good or shall I make it the best?" He can't say anything as all the blood rushed upwards for his position.

They bring the tub and I rotate the wheel connected to the rope which handled Tom anticlockwise shifting him towards the cold bucket with ice. I smirk at him and release the wheel which automatically shifts towards the clockwise direction resulting in Tom falling directly into the tub.

This went for the entire day shifting from hot to cold and vice versa.

"Give him food and water. He must be alive for the next 5 days." They again robotically bounce their head and I walk out to seek a solution in one of my clubs.

3rd day of torture:-

I kneel down with one knee and raise his chin with my fingers and sigh. "Such a pretty face got destroyed. Tsk tsk, I feel pity for you." I get up and smirk at his face.

His face got swollen up for which he looks fucking football. I internally chuckle and shake my head.

"Boys, bring me the last ingredient," I state.

With that, they bring gasoline and matchsticks.

I pour the liquid around his body and lit up the matchstick and throw it. Fire lit around him where he yells and screams yet he couldn't do anything.

What a day to end!

4th day of torture:-

I sigh thinking what will I do to this body? I tap my chin thinking and suddenly an idea pops out. "Bring me the scalpel. Today I am going to be a surgeon."

Tom's eyes widen and I smirk. His whole body is limped. Chase places the scalpel on my bandaged hand which got wounded by our dear Tom on his first day.

"Lie him down and tie his hands and legs." He does as he was told.

I walk toward him and let the beast inside me be unleashed. I stretch the scalpel at his chest extending to his lower abdomen and pull out every organ my beast witnessed. It is all because of the way he treated Georgia and told things about her.

And let me tell you it went further for 2 days and on the 7th day we cut off his limbs and behead his head and placed him in front of the mall with a piece of note written

'Don't dare to find me.'

END OF WARNINGS:-

That's how I murdered and bloodlust my beast. It's not about how traumatized our work is, it's about how complicated the mafia world made our brains and soul.

I presented some emails and accepted some offers and looked over Georgia's given file 'Sebastian Pisano.'

∞

I sigh cracking my knuckles earning the sound 'clack'. I close my laptop and head toward my apartment. Georgia had her leave and I think she might be busy with her work so I dropped to a nearby ice cream parlor and then realized I don't know her taste. Oh, Stephan what happen to you?

I quickly dialed Chase's number and he receives it in one go.

"Give me every little information about Georgia Holland. I will be sending you the picture of her."

"Yes, Boss."

With that, I cut off my call and choose butterscotch. I pay the owner and walk toward my apartment.

∞

Just when I am about to knock, the door is ajar and I slowly peek inside only to find Georgia kissing someone. My fingers loosen upon the plastic bag only to make the container fall down making the two figures turn back.

Georgia looks at me and sighs. "Look, I can explain."

∞

"𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝."

~𝙿𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚋𝚎 𝚈𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚢

Next update is on the way!

This chap has >1800 words since some people are complaining about it's long length. Hehe sorry.

𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑:-

Recently I am suffering from Anorexia and due to the constant touch to screen made my nerves handle some problems for which I made some delay of posting this chapter. I am sorry but I guess a little attention towards my health was necessary. The late update was because of this and I hope you accept my sorry letter.

Also do tell me how you felt reading this part of story. Again I am reminding all the readers I took lot of stress and in between I suffered from depression whether you will like it or not and I guess it took overload in my body and let me tell you I am too close to death.

Ok now let's talk about the characters. Gosh when will you give me the names of whom to chose Lorenzo Regio aka our Mr. X. Now I am going to handle the other characters like Theo, Jason and Philip to you for choosing them. Jason's character will be further explained but please again I am begging you all to kindly press the star button and do comment in my chapter. This is the least I think you can give to the Amateur writer like mine.

Till then stay happy and safe.
Love.
G.

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