When you want to get revenge on someone,

Giacomo

The words drove through my mind like a cruel certainty, Katarina pushed every single one of my uncertainties away and her text message glowing like confirmation was the key to releasing every piece of darkness accumulated over so many years once and for all.
I followed my brother's indecisive glances towards the man who was always much more than a soldier, I nod, I'm going to talk to Giuseppe, I need to be sure of his trust and loyalty. The sun invades the huge empty space of broken glass and protective film screens mixed with shards.
I stand, walking to the bathroom, throwing my problems in a corner in need of a shower, softening the ferocity under the hot water, I opted to wear a long-sleeved sweater and jeans. while Theo offers the cell phone that was left behind.
I don't care about exchanging words with others, the desire to corrupt every trace of that hopeful look feeling thirsty for her, desiring the damn fucked up and conflicting sensations that only she brings, even if deep down I'm ignoring the possibility of her choosing them again, the lies still cutting deep into the soul.
It took me a few minutes to put my mind back to reality like a slow and cruel torture, I felt the blood rushing to my heart dismantling all the ways I imagined it possible to love Giulia if that can be called love. We were both placed on opposite sides in this war, I was intimidated by the silence that formed in my mind with this realization. In a minute all concern was thrown to the side and nothing else controlled the beast so imprisoned.
- Jackson, find a way to shut down all the cameras in the De Angelis mansion. - The order came out in an undeniable tone. - Giuseppe you come with me, Theo and Katarina, go to the apartment, when Diana appears, let her know that we will have a change of plans.
I was on my feet in a few steps, heedless of the chaotic state of my clothes, coming out with only my dress shirt unbuttoned with a few drops of blood on my bruised cuffs.
Being accompanied by the soldier in silence, even with so many questions stuck in his throat, crossing the lobby of the building, straining his eyes against the burning as he faced the midday sun, quickly entering the Escalade in the direction of the car with the man beside him...
- Do you know. - It wasn't a question.
I just nodded in agreement taking a few seconds to see the dilated green eyes almost completely merge into the black, the unspoken understanding between us marked as a promise to be resolved at another time. The car skidded on a curve with the speed to reach the mansion, I preferred to escape the confusion in central park by taking a secondary route towards the avenue.
I ignored each one of the warnings to slow down with the need to get to her as quickly as possible smiling like a maniac when I saw the cell phone screen lighting up with the message that the cameras are down.
The route that should have taken a little over an hour cut in half, I pulled the glock waving to Giuseppe taking the ammunition to put in my pocket when I finished connecting the silencer, we got out of the car analyzing the front of the huge mansion crossing the street, hitting the head of the soldier who approached the gate, another who was in the guardhouse was shot in the middle of the throat as he left behind the wall the latch on the automatic gate clicked alerting that it was open, we entered with long strides.
If Giovanni and Vincenzo weren't so arrogant, the mansion would be better protected and it still wouldn't be enough to placate all the fury running through my veins, the burning of the skin with the glancing shot could contrast, I turned around seeing the lifeless man's body falling on the ground with eyes wide open.
I smiled at Giuseppe, advancing every meter from the entrance, mercilessly killing each of the soldiers I saw along the way until I reached the huge door being opened by the gray-haired lady, Simone, one of the women whose daughter was kidnapped in the idiots' scheme and not had no hesitation in allying with me.
- She's already on her way to Arizona. - I spoke before her teary eyes, fulfilling my part of the agreement.
- Thank you sir, the girl ran through the hall badly hurt. - He sighed, opening the door further looking at the bodies in the garden. - Giovanni was called by the Don left at the most at one o'clock.
- Simone.- I said calling her attention, I pulled the car key handing the woman over. - Get in the back seat and wait for us there, I'll guarantee your protection.
She took the key fearfully but complying with the order at the same moment.
I ran up the stairs making a point of shooting before I even stepped on the last step killing one of the two men who were protecting the room, the second ran trying to protect himself by crossing the corridor, I felt a hand hitting my shoulder to enter and I nodded without think twice leaving the runaway to deal with Giuseppe's aim.
I opened the door, clenching my teeth as I jumped and the expression filled with fear stamped on Giulia's face, her tiny body hidden by a gray sweatshirt and bare feet, her expressions transforming as she analyzed my clothes from the day before until she stopped at the door. gun and the bloodstains.
Time stood still before our meticulous analyses, even with fear stamped on her face, she advanced a few steps, uncertainty running through her eyes as she took a deep breath, and tears began to form. I can see your need to have someone hug and cherish you to heal your pains, but that's not me. And my willingness to pretend to be something I'm not ended in those two hellish minutes what seemed to be exposed in my expression by the steps she took back. I walked into the room putting the gun on the back attached to the waistband of my pants, the tense climate building in a spiral locking our gazes in a silent war. I gave voice to the freed monster destroying the sideboard next to the door, feeling an unspeakable pleasure with blue eyes widening in fear the sound of glass breaking to pieces on the floor just like my mind when seeing it like that.
Without control I screamed desperately, feeling the pain drowning me in a fall full of guilt and lies until the voice cracks, the need to breathe free of the cage, free of my own walls wanting to purge every drop of memories. I snorted, watching the tremor in my hands turning my back to the woman who had infiltrated under my skin, entering the closet destroying each dress taking out the fury on the fabric.
The smell of her in every outfit increasing all the pain to an unbearable level until the small hands touch my back tensing everything, with the red, in a quick movement I turn pressing the girl against the wooden doors her neck between my fingers, I smooth the soft skin with your thumb.
Her frightened gaze mingling with silent tears, I studied the zipper on the sweatshirt, reaching for it feeling like I was opening Pandora's box, the sobs filling the room as I revealed the bruised skin, the purple marks, the dark bruises painting every inch of the body. your body. I fell into a deep well, mixing the blue gaze with the dark eyes of my sister, destroyed in that basement, hurt in such a way that I had to contain the bile rising in my throat.
I took two steps back letting go of her, pushing the memories away to look again at the woman worried about her siblings, talking so openly about being protected with our marriage mingling with the restrained doll on a wooden table, the soft-touch angel in the cemetery and the desire flowing through the lips when surrendering on the sofa in the office. I reached under my shirt and scratched the same spot, the thin pain of the bruised skin numbing my mind, I had to take a deep breath making the mistake of letting her scent penetrate a few more layers.