♥ Chapter 74♥

Alessio Vecchio.

18:55 '' Alessio's house. ''Fourth. ''Portevecchio.

I watch Isabella sleep peacefully, her face serene and perfect, in stark contrast to the turmoil I feel inside. I close my eyes, trying to control the anger that burns in my chest. When I heard what that bastard Salvatore did, I held myself back as much as I could to not explode. I've waited a long time, but I know the time for revenge has finally arrived.

But before that, I need to take care of her. Give him a bath and change the dressing. She can't sleep all night sweaty, and I don't want her wound to get infected. I carefully get out of bed and pick her up, making her groan, which makes me smile. I go into the bathroom, turn on the shower to a lukewarm temperature, and put her on the floor. She mumbles again, but remains leaning against me, saying nothing.

With a delicacy that only she awakens in me, I begin to wash her body. My touches are soft and affectionate, with a tenderness that only she is allowed to see. I rub his body carefully, without malice, while also cleaning his private part, removing traces of semen. I am completely obsessed with this woman. Furthermore, I never thought that one day my hands, which have always taken lives, would be here, bathing someone with such delicacy. Honestly, I don't mind being like this with her, I even like this new emotion.

She deserves everything from me, every good part I can offer. And I will make Salvatore suffer for daring to touch her. With Isabella, I discovered a side of myself that I never imagined existed, and I will fight to keep that side alive—for her, only for her.

I finish the shower and carefully wrap her in a towel. I leave the bathroom and place her gently on the bed, with almost reverent care. Likewise, I walk to the desk and pick up the kit Taylor gave me, which contains the materials needed to change the bandage. With meticulous precision, I remove the old bandage and redo the new one. She sighs, but doesn't wake up. She's really exhausted. At the hospital, I pretended to sleep while I watched her cry silently, tears streaming down her face and her hands running frantically over her body, as if she wanted to clean herself of something horrible. I waited patiently for her to tell me what that bastard did. Today, he doesn't escape.

I go to the closet and choose my dark suit, the fabric heavy in my hands, foreshadowing what is to come. I open the drawer and take out my pair of black leather gloves, the same ones I wore the night I eliminated Isabella's ex-boyfriend. Furthermore, I put them on with ritualistic care, feeling the cold of the leather adjust to my hands, as if preparing for a dark purpose.

I fix my hair, combing it back with deliberate, precise movements. Each strand is aligned like a soldier, ready for battle. I take a deep breath, letting the cold air fill my lungs, as the anger and hatred coalesce into an unrelenting force inside me. I close my eyes for a moment, allowing the fury to solidify into something more than a simple feeling, transforming into an absolute desire for revenge.

When I open my eyes again, a serious and deadly expression takes over my face. The look I cast in the mirror reflects the evil that now rules my heart. I'm ready. The desire for revenge and the need to make Salvatore pay for every act of cruelty against Isabella have become the only obsessions that consume my mind. What comes next will be your destruction; I will make him beg for death, making every moment an endless torment.

I leave the closet and go to the bed, where I kiss Isabella's forehead with unexpected affection, a gesture of tenderness that contrasts with the fury that hides behind my eyes. Then I leave the room, my heavy footsteps echoing through the halls of the mansion. The air around me feels colder than before.

I go down the steps and leave the mansion, finding Dante and the other security guards, the best men I could have by my side. I look at Dante coldly.

'' Let's go to the shed. ''My voice is a sharp blade, cutting like steel, making it clear that the time for revenge has come.

Dante moves immediately, the expression on his face showing the seriousness of the situation.

'' Understood, sir.

I turn to Cezar, my gaze steady and authoritative.

'' Keep her safe. ''I order firmly, without allowing room for discussion.

'' Yes, my lord. I will keep my lady safe. '' Cezar responds promptly, without hesitation, his posture rigid as a rock.

Dante opened the car door for me. I get in and sit in the back seat. The sound of the engine roars, and each vibration of the vehicle seems to echo the tension building within me.

'' Dante, tell Saulo to tie Salvatore to the rope, but don't suspend him yet. ''My voice is cruel, a cutting order that leaves no doubt about what is to come.

'' Absolutely, sir. ''Dante quickly confirms and sends the instructions to Saulo.

The car glides through the streets, each turn bringing me closer to my revenge. The image of Salvatore, shaking and pleading, becomes a constant vision in my mind. I'm about to turn you into a terrifying example for anyone who dares cross my path.

*****

When we arrived at the warehouse, Saulo was already waiting for me. The car stops, and he immediately opens the door for me, offering a respectful salute.

'' Welcome, sir. I followed your instructions exactly. '' Says Saulo, with a voice full of deference.

I walk past him without saying a word, my mind is focused on what's about to happen. Inside the warehouse, all my henchmen get into position, saluting me with almost reverent obedience. I ignore the courtesy and head straight for the basement, where Salvatore is tied to the rope.

'' Have you finally come to kill me, brother? Until it took a while. ''Salvatore's voice is full of contempt, and his every word makes my desire to destroy him grow. My anger boils, but I want to do it slowly and painfully.

Saulo and Dante position themselves next to the door, awaiting my orders with palpable seriousness.

''What was it ? Aren't you going to say anything? '' Teases Salvatore, his smile challenging. ''Are you playing calm? But I see the murderous gleam in your eyes. Did she tell you what I did? '' He laughs, the laugh resounding grotesquely. '' She must have also said that I had the pleasure of having my dick inside her.

My anger boils inside me, but I need to stay calm. I carefully remove my jacket, letting it fall to the floor. I signal to Saulo, who understands immediately. He goes to the lever and pulls the rope, lifting Salvatore and taking his feet off the ground.

'' What are you going to do with me? Are you going to beat me? Answer, Alessio! '' Salvatore shouts, irritation clear in his voice, waiting for an answer I'm not ready to give.

Taking my time, I walk over to the tool table and pick up an empty glass bottle. I return to the point where he is suspended, and, with a decisive movement, I break the bottle. The sound of shattering glass echoes through the warehouse, scattering the shards around your feet.

'' Let's get started, Salvatore. ''My voice is cold and full of hatred.