The Billionaire Mafia’s Slave

CHAPTER 67: NOT ONLY BARK, BUT BITEProperty of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

NIKOLAI’S POV:

I am beyond angry, I’m raging with fury.

‘How fucking dare her!’.

I wasn’t supposed to feel anything but what is this feeling in my chest? Why is my dusty heart feeling… hurt?

“Don’t fucking push my last buttons Lily”, I said, squeezing Lily’s hand as she grabbed my arm, I saw the look of pure fear and surprise when I looked at her with burning rage. She shouldn’t blame me, she caused it.

I left the room, slamming the door at her.

This won’t do, I needed something to vent my anger on. I matched down the stairs, boiling with anger that can move a mountain.

I got to the sitting room, my aunty and Galina were talking, my sister’s expression brighten when she saw me.

“Hey Kolya! Is Lily free? I need to ask her about– Nikolai? NIKOLAI?!!”, Galina tried asking but I didn’t spare her a glance, I didn’t want to pause otherwise all the built up anger would explode on her and I didn’t want that.

I continued to the door and to the car, I got into my Maybach GLS and drifted out of the yard.

“AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!”, I shouted, hitting the steering like a mad dog, I drove on the highway with speed, not caring about the traffic laws or awaiting tickets. I almost crashed into numerous cars but I was too angry to care.

After driving around for 20 minutes I came to a stop at a liquor store, I got several bottles of whiskey and gin, got my favorite cigar and back into the car. I drank straight from the bottle as I drove, the alcohol burn my throat but the pain was minor to the one I am feeling in my heart.

I drove to the same cliff Lily and I came to, I parked the car and got out. I sat on the car, drinking and smoking, remembering the same way Lily quickly refused the talk about marriage.

At that time I thought she was just having cold feet or she was embarrassed, but not in front of my entire family and then alone with me!

Nikolai Vladimir isn’t the type to think of settling down and starting a family but the first girl I thought of doing that with rejected me, three times!

I quietly dragged the cigar and released its smoke to the sky, thinking about Lily.

“Fuck, what have you done to me Lily”, I muttered under my breath.

I could not believe the level of which I have fallen for her, I was never this way with Elena. It was all about fucking, playing around and spending with the other girls, no one has steered my heart like the way Lily did.

I still wasn’t satisfied, my anger level has only gone down by five percent. I got into the car and headed straight to find someone to torture.

Lev updated me on how the captured traitor who betrayed me to work for Roman. I need to take my anger on him.

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I got to the building he was kept with other prisoners, Lev was there as requested.

“Boss”, He greeted me and I nodded, matching straight to where the traitor was kept. I smirked at the numerous shriek coming from different angles in the building, some call it a torture house or hostage house. I call it The Rapture House, but in this context, it’s for the sinners.

“How bad are his injuries?”, I asked Lev while still matching to the place.

“Only 30 percent damage done”, He replied.

“Good”, I said. I needed his bones to still be in place so I can be the one to crush them.

My mind went back to how I got the bruises on my face and back, the same time Roman was supposed to be ‘sick’. That mother fucker was mobilizing men and trying to turn the Bratva against me, I scoffed at his ignorance. The Bratva isn’t an issue gang to get on your side, you need years of building trust and proving your power.

When Lev texted me about an ambush, I left Lily, promising to be out for just 30 minutes. I didn’t know how grave the situation was until I got there.

When I got there, Roman had already left, leaving many of my good soldiers wounded, He didn’t kill them but were severely injured as a message to me. He ambushed 20 of my soldiers with 100 of his men, the Bratva fought well and strong, they killed a few of Romans men and I lost 2 of my men during treatment. I needed to tell him I got his message, I didn’t waste time in mobilizing three dozens of my good soldiers and we went back to his hidden camp and stroke them by surprise.

Roman wasn’t there but I know he would be surprised on how I found out about his hideout so soon, we fought for revenge and about 15 of Roman’s men were killed.

Lev brought in a young soldier who was in training for Bratva but ran away, I guess he sold the Bratva out just to join Roman’s team and here he was, right in front of me, tied to an iron chair and bleeding from every hole in his body, almost dead.

I took small steps toward him, enjoying the way he struggled to breathe, the anger I felt slowly left but I was satisfied. I stopped in front of him and watched him struggled to lift his head up, to see my face or who I was.

“Hello.. Mikhail”, I called him and smiled satisfyingly. He shivered at my voice, mumbling something that was inaudible.

He started struggling to get out of the chair, crying, shrieking and convulsing at just hearing my voice.

“Wow, I didn’t know you would be this happy to see me, I would have come visit you earlier”, I teased and I heard him cry the more.

Mikhail is only 19 years old but isn’t new to the mafia world, his father served with the mafia when my father was still in charge. He was only 13 when his father was killed and he was forced to continue from where his father left but under the training of Bratva.

Mikhail is a fast learner and a good fighter but his only weakness is his greed, I have watched him for years to know his love for wealth and power. He is a big dreamer but he wants to get everything immediately.

Power, wealth and resources isn’t something you earn overnight and with little effort, I fought with the devil, dined with the devil and fucked the devil just to get where I am today.

My father worked hard so I worked harder to be better than him and I know he is proud of who I am.

I looked at Mikhail as he struggled in his chair to escape me, my laughter filled the room and Mikhail shrink in fear.

“YEAH!! I FUCKING LIKE THAT! BE FUCKING SCARED YOU DIPSHIT!… WOOHOO!!!”, I shouted, throwing my hands in the air.

“Mhmm… pl.. please for… give”, Mikhail struggled to say and my expression darkened.

I rushed to him and gave him a punch on the face and another one and another one and another one on his stomach and another one and another one, I poured out all my anger on him plus I was a little drunk.

Mikhail coughed out blood and I loved how it looked. I took a small butcher knife from a table where numerous weapons where lined, He pleaded and cried, shaking his head as he saw me walking to him with the knife in my hand.

“B-boss ple… please forg… give me”, He cried.

“Forgive?! You betrayed me and the entire Bratva, causing me to loose my men and you are talking about forgiveness?! FUCKING BASTARD!”, I threw the knife and it went straight to his shoulder, his shriek filled the room and I laughed in satisfaction.

I took out the knife from his shoulder and watched as he bled from that area, I held his chin up and his eyes were half close.

“Fucking look at me. LOOK AT ME YOU SHIT!”, I roared and he struggled to keep his eyes open, blood all over his face and shirtless body.

“When I am done with you, I will send you back to my brother with a message written on your corpse… You will soon join your father in hell!!”, I yelled and stabbed his eyes with my fingers and he gave a ear piercing shriek.

I digged my fingers deep into his eye socket, plucking out both eyes and held them in my hand, finally satisfied and my anger has been reduced to the last percentage.

I called in Lev to finish him up and clean up the mess, giving him order to write ‘YOU ARE NEXT’ on his dead body and deliver it to Roman.

“Watch out big brother, I not only bark, I also bite”, I smirked as I drove back to the mansion.

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