♥ Special chapter♥

Salvatore Vecchio

I sit at the table, twirling the wine glass between my fingers, a dark thought taking shape in my mind. What if I touch her? Touch her preciousness. Alessio will freak out even more. The thought makes me laugh like crazy, a laugh that echoes off the walls of the office.


Alessio should never have taken control of the mafia. I admit that, for a long time, I was afraid of him. Always untouchable, always in control. He ruled over Portevecchio with an iron fist, always someone keeping an eye on everything. But now, it's time for his downfall.


I get up and walk around the office, excitement growing inside me. The image of Isabella, her vulnerable beauty, is etched in my mind. I will savor his beautiful Isabella's body and record everything for him to see. Every touch, every sigh, will be torture for Alessio. He will watch helplessly as I destroy the only thing he truly loves.


I laugh even harder, the sound becoming almost maniacal. It will be a great victory for me, perfect revenge against the one who always thought he was invincible. Alessio will finally understand what it's like to lose everything, to see his life crumble before his eyes.


Victory has never been so close. I feel it like a predator smells blood. Isabella will be mine, and Alessio will pay the price for his arrogance.


It will be easy to have Isabella. After all, I'm someone beautiful and, unfortunately, I look like that idiot Alessio. She's vulnerable and needs someone. I leave my glass of wine on the table and walk out of the room, a monstrous grin on my face, ready to pounce on my victim. Every step I take increases my excitement. The anticipation is delicious. I open the bedroom door abruptly, startling Isabella. The fear in her eyes makes me even crazier. I close the door behind me and walk towards her.


"Why are you here?" she asks, her voice trembling.


I just smile mischievously.


''I've come to enjoy dessert.


She thinks about running to the corner of the wall, but I'm quicker. In one agile movement, I knock her onto the bed, standing over her. Her eyes widen in despair, and she starts to beg, tears rolling down her cheeks.


'' Please don't do anything… Please, I beg you…''


I ignore her pleas and lean in to kiss her. I taste her fear, her desperation is like fuel for my arousal. But as soon as our lips touch, she bites my lips hard. The pain is excruciating, a taste of blood fills my mouth. In a fit of rage, I slap her across the face.


'' If you don't cooperate, I'll kill you.


She doesn't surrender, however, and continues to fight. Her resistance only increases my fury. I try to kiss her again, my hands exploring her body as she struggles desperately. With every touch, her desperation increases, and this excites me even more.


But, in a stroke of luck, she manages to kick my member hard. The pain is so intense that it paralyzes me, a wave of agony that prevents me from moving. Isabella takes the opportunity to push me aside and run out of the room.


I lie on the bed, breathing heavily, anger burning inside me. I get up quickly, humiliation and hatred pulsing through my veins. All the women I ever wanted to be ended up running to Alessio. Always him, always the chosen one. And now, Isabella had challenged me too.


My anger boiling over, I don't think twice.


"I'm going to kill that bitch. If I can't have her, Alessio won't either.


I limp out of the room, the throbbing pain in my member a constant reminder of the humiliation Isabella has caused me. She's locked in and there's no way out, no escape. I go to the office, my face a mask of fury. I grab my pistol and let the cruel smile expand on my lips.


'' It's time to leave Alessio destroyed. '' I mutter to myself, cold anger mixing with macabre satisfaction.


But as soon as I take a step, the warning alarm begins to sound throughout the place. The high-pitched sound reverberates through the walls, a clear warning that there are intruders. I'm furious, my blood boils.


'' It's not possible that he found this place!


I leave the office, determined to find Isabella before she has a chance to escape. The sound of the alarm is deafening, and the large space complicates my search. I run through the corridors, my mind boiling with rage.


In the midst of the chaos, I spot a silhouette running across the corridor. With a quick movement, I raise my pistol and fire. The shot echoes through the room, but the bullet misses its target. Isabella screams, the high-pitched sound of her terror cutting through the noise of the alarm.


I laugh, the feeling of absolute control over her is almost a physical pleasure.


''You have nowhere to go, Isabella. This will be the end of you,'' I say, my voice filled with a cruel, triumphant coldness.


She is now cornered, and the fear in her eyes is like fuel for my anger. The alarm continues to ring, but to me, it's just a distant sound. Advancing towards her, Isabella runs desperately, her breath panting and the panic visible on her face. I hear the sound of her hurried footsteps and am annoyed that she still manages to escape. I raise my pistol again and fire, but the shot misses, and she screams with fright. Likewise, I laugh at her desperation.


I'm going to kill you, Isabella! This will be the end of you! You should have kept quiet! '' I say with a cruel laugh.


She continues running and unfortunately finds the emergency door. She manages to open it and steps outside. Completely ignoring the pain, I keep running after her, determined not to let her get away. My mind is consumed by anger and the desire for revenge; I no longer care about my own survival.


Outside, the situation is chaotic. Alessio's men are everywhere, and I can see Alessio in the distance. Isabella's desperate scream calling his name is a perverse relief to me.


I raise my pistol and fire in Isabella's direction. It hits her in the waist, causing her to fall to the ground with a cry of pain. Alessio's anguished cry when he sees this fills me with satisfaction.


'' Isabella!!!


But before I can fully enjoy the moment, I feel a sharp pain in my shoulder. Men fall on me, immobilizing me. My anger and frustration become palpable, and I laugh, even under the weight of the men holding me down.


''Now your weak spot is gone, Alessio!'' I shout, trying to keep my voice steady.


Suddenly, a violent punch hits my face, and darkness begins to envelop me. I faint, with the feeling that, even in my defeat, I have managed to inflict deep pain on my enemy.