Chapter 210: The New Mafia Don
Chapter 210: The New Mafia Don
Adriano
"She is gone, Adriano." Raphael laughed and I can't stop myself from shifting this time.
"You really should tell your pet's brunette friend to keep her phone better protected because it was almost too easy to lure her away from you with a mere handful of texts."
Grace's face was an ugly shade of purple now and I could tell she had no more than half a minute left before it would be too late.
"Quite frankly, I think I did you a favor, son. Family reunions have always been my favorite type of gathering."
I was silent for a moment as I simply stared at him, terrified at what he was implying. If he was telling the truth, that would mean…fuck, that would mean Lucas has her instead.
"You are lying," I tried to call this bluff but all it took was looking at his face to know he was dead serious. He sold Camilla out to his greatest enemy to punish me for falling for her.
It could be true, she couldn't really be gone. Raphael didn't say anything as he waited to see what I would do, that god awful smirk still plastered against his face. In his eyes, I will always be the pathetic man who wouldn't fit the mold of his perfect soldier but the truth is I can't bring myself to care anymore. I raised my head as he pulled his hands away from her throat in annoyance, her weak yet frantic coughs instantly filling the room. She didn't know it, but it was only fueling the uncontained fire inside of me.
The woman was alive but barely and as demanded as it may make me, I felt a little satisfied knowing she got to experience that fraction of what she let her daughter go through. Honestly, I think my newfound calmness on the exterior is because of how much I was hurting about the possibility that Camilla may truly be gone and when Raphael brought his horrible eyes on me again, I let myself plummet over the edge of no return.
Pulling my gun from my pocket, he was still on the floor from his outburst and I aimed it straight at his head and kept my arm steady like he trained me to. He didn't let a single one of his emotions slip past his calculated demeanor but the eyes staring back at me were not my own. The dark shade of mine came from my mother, his dulled gray that had me tensed even after all of these years.
"I wondered when you had finally gathered the courage to try and do this." He said in the manipulative way I was more than acquainted with, not moving an inch even as he took a step towards me.
"You and I both know you won't do it, although I will admit, I am quite interested to see where this will go."
It was my turn to smile this time and if he were a smarter man, he would know there was no part about my intention I was lying about. Feeling as though I was holding my breath, I let out a soft exhale, the last one before everything would change.
Becoming the mafia Don will never be something I will want but I desire Raphael's death more. I didn't have Camilla to consider any longer and when I tear the world apart to get her back, I will make sure she can be happy again. That is all that will ever matter to me.
Taking these seconds to process what I was about to do, I switched my index onto the trigger of my gun, ignoring Camilla's mother's cries in the background. I was done, it was only now Raphael seemed to realize this.
"Every story needs a villain, Adriano." The man who was my father only by blood said, chills running down my spine even now.
I knew, however, that this was simply another one of his games and his tactics. I would no longer allow myself to be an expandable piece on his board, so I took everything that made me weak and hid it deep within myself, allowing the man I used to come back out to play.
"Maybe," I shrugged.
"But I would rather it be me than you."
Camilla told me to only do this if I wanted it for myself but the truth is that this is for us. For the first time since I have known my father, I watched him shift in caution before his eyes glanced at where his gun was on the floor. There was no way for him to grab it in time though. This may not be funny but I laughed humorlessly at the situation we were in because after all these years of him hurting and training and forcing me into a life I never wanted, the only way to escape was to sign my freedom over in another way.
His arrogance was the fatal mistake he couldn't fix but this was not me winning anything.
"You just wait, Adriano. One day, you are going to…."
I pulled the trigger, he wouldn't get any last words because there was no kindness in the bullet that became embedded within his skull. I saw only a single flash of fear in the eyes of the man that left me so fucked up but I held his gaze as he fell backwards to the ground, watching as the life drained from his face.
The almighty powerful Raphael Jaxson died within seconds by my hand and it wasn't enough. The sound of the gunshots rang through my ears but it was quiet. Camilla's mother screamed and started shaking her head, terrified that I had just killed my own blood and didn't shed a tear while doing it. He will never see the light of day again so why didn't I feel satisfied? Why wasn't it enough?
I knew from the time I was seventeen this day would be inevitable, that I would eventually seal my father with a single action and yet all I felt was more anger. I couldn't think about what I had just done or what he had claimed during his final conversation. It was over but the only thing I felt was even more trapped than when I was still in the chains of his manipulation.
"Please," Grace's brittle voice shakes from where she sat and it only causes me to slowly shut my eyes, forcing myself to take a slow breath.
"I just wanted t..to fix things with my daughter." She begged, unknowingly saying everything she shouldn't be.
"Camilla needs…"
"You don't have the right to decide what she needs!" I yelled, cutting her off abruptly as a sensation similar to drowning consumed my lungs.
She flinched at my hard tone but I don't care, not after the way she hurt My Always.
"You don't have the right to keep secrets or determine what is good for her and you most certainly can't give her what she needs." I shake, walking towards the bound woman and taking my gun with me.
"You don't deserve her!"
She wouldn't meet my eyes as her body tried to curl in on itself but she didn't get to act like everything would be okay. Camila gave her everything and her mother chose herself instead. She wasn't allowed to feel sad when she could have stopped everything.
"You didn't love her in the way she needed and now it is your fault she is gone."
I felt a splash of water hit my hand, opposite to the one raising the gun unflinchingly but I didn't look to see where it came from. The only thing I could think about was the dead man on the floor and the woman who broke Camilla growing up. She didn't deserve to live, not after all she had done.
"Please, please don't do this!" She cries, red streaks of her own blood staining her pale skin from where Raphael hit her but her begging was useless. Just as I now was, chained to a future I could never escape.
"You hurt her," I said, bringing the gun up and letting the barrel rest against her clammy forehand.
"You wasted the chance given to you, there is nobody to blame for this but yourself."
Stilling as she tilted her head up, meeting my gaze, I felt my chest become constricted at the resemblance I saw between her and her daughter. A vision painfully similar to Camilla looked at me with tears running down her cheeks, blood tainting the once clear droplets.
I have never hated anything more than I do right now and the fact I knew I wasn't going to pull the trigger only made it so much worse.
"Please," she whispered as one last plea, and with my back facing the two sided mirror, I lowered my hand and shot twice, two bullets breaking the bonds that held her captive in the chair.
She jumped in fear from the loud bangs and for my third and final shot, I blew apart the camera in the corner behind me that monitored all activities in the interrogating rooms. Not that it really mattered. Nobody here that could see it would be stupid enough to cross me.
'Adriano Jaxson, the new Don of Vagas Blaster Family.'
I just became one of the most powerful men in the world and unfortunately for everyone else, I planned to use it to destroy the people who took everything from me. I planned to use it for revenge.
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