Chapter 4 I have plans for her

Lorenzo's POV

"My men told me that fifty kilos was missing from the cocaine shipment that was in your care."

I approached Leonardo, who was tied to a chair, and dragged a sledgehammer along the concrete floor of the basement toward him.

"Tell me Leonardo, what do you have to say for yourself?" I stood in front of him in the middle of the basement.

"Or better yet, give me one good reason why you stole from me Leonardo."

"I didn't do anything boss, I didn't steal from you. I'd never betray you." he replied, already shaking in fear.

"Your eyes tell a very different story Leonardo, why's that?" I tilt my head to the side.

I lifted the sledgehammer off the floor with the speed of lightning and smashed his right leg crushing his knee hearing a satisfying crunch as his bones came apart. He howls in pain wriggling against his bindings.

"Ple-ase b-oss I didn't…"

I lifted the sledgehammer and smashed his left leg crushing his left knee, the bones shatter completely, he continues howling in pain beads of sweat appearing on his face and entire body as she struggles against his hold.

Leonardo was one of my men that I ordered to ship cocaine to one of my buyers. After he got the job done, I got a call from the buyers informing me that fifty kilos were missing from the shipment they received. I knew immediately I got that call that Leonardo was responsible for it.

What he didn't know was that this task I gave him was a ploy, a test to catch him red-handed. I had asked Alessio to keep a very close eye on him and monitor every movement he made.

I've always known that Leonardo was a greedy thief stealing from me, I pretended to not notice so I could set the perfect trap to bait and catch him and that day has finally arrived and I'm more than ready to torture him and cause him pain before I get rid of him.

This sort of thing upsets me a whole lot because I despise betrayal, deceit and lies the most in my organization and the penalty for that is death.

I walk over to the table in the basement which held many torture equipment on top of it, I picked up a mallet, going back to him.

"Where's my cocaine, Leonardo?"

"I-i don't know…" I reached out for his hand as he kept on struggling to break free from my hold.

Holding his right hand flat on the chair I brought the mallet down with force breaking his hand I could hear the bones in his fingers crushing under the mallet.

He shouts loudly like a madman thrashing around in his chair, but I still hold onto his hand.

"Where is it?" I questioned getting furious at his annoying cries.

Fucking pussy.

"I.. I don't know boss." he cries out sweating bullets, I grimace at his sweat falling at my hand.

"That's another wrong answer." I tutted.

He watched in utter horror as I brought down the mallet swiftly on to his left hand breaking his fingers successfully crushing his bones. He's screaming and crying like a fucking girl.

I put the mallet down on the table standing in front of him. I pulled out my pistol from the waistband of my black pants before removing the safety and cocking it pointing it at Leonardo.

"Boss.. please.. don't.. shoot." Leonardo pleads still weeping like a wuss.

The door of the basement opens and Alessio walks in making his way over to me.

"Capo (boss),I have something to report to you."

"What is so important that you interrupted me Alessio?" I deadpanned my gaze still locked on Leonard's writhing frame.

"Mi dispiace (I'm sorry)." he bowed.

"What is it?"

"Giovanni has returned from Mexico."

"And?" I arch a brow.

"We have the nurse's file like you requested for along with reports from the private investigator that's been following her."

The redhead nurse.

Leonardo was still crying and writhing in pain, his legs and hands were now red and looked very painful. His constant cries were getting really irritating.

I pulled the trigger shooting him in the head, shutting him up for good, his head bowed as blood started gushing through the hole in his head.

"Stai zitto (shut up!)" I said.

"Is there anything else you want to report?" I turn my gaze to Alessio.

"No boss," he replied.

"Where are the files?" I groaned a bit, holding onto my abdomen.

"It's in your study, on your desk," he replied.

"Get rid of this mess." I motion to Leonardo with my pistol.

Alessio snaps his fingers, two guards come in." Clean this mess, you know what to do," Alessio said.

"Si (yes)" they replied before carrying Leonardo's body out of the basement.

"Do you have any information on that bastard yet?" I gritted out in anger.

"Not yet boss, my apologies," he bows his head.

I spun around gazing at him."What have you been doing lately? What exactly am I paying you for!" I thundered, breathing heavily. My abdomen hurting.

"Someone had the balls to pull a gun on me Alessio, do you know what that means?!"

"Someone thinks he's grown some sort of iron balls to undermine and challenge me!"

"Rest assured that we'll get him boss," he said with determination." I promise, trust us capo."

"I want that fucker found and brought to me as soon as possible Alessio."

I stood still for a minute steadying my breathing before I walked out of the basement with my gun in hand heading back upstairs still holding onto my abdomen. I raised my hand and saw blood, my wound must have reopened again all thanks to Leonardo.

"Mierda (shit!)" I cussed under my breath. Still heading to my study.

"Lorenzo," Allegra's voice stopped me in my tracks. I turned around in her direction.

"I wanted to ask…" she gasps, rushing over to me inspecting my gunshot wound.

"Oh mio dio(oh my God), what happened to you?" She asked, worry etched on her face.

"I got shot," I replied casually.

"What… how did that happen? Are you okay?" she said her green eyes were still locked on my bleeding abdomen.

"I'm okay Allegra, calm down."

"No.. you're bleeding, wait here I'll go get the first aid box and clean it up."

"You really don't..." I tried to stop her but she cut me off.

"No you're hurt and as your sister I should take care of you, wait for me in your study," she heads towards the kitchen.

Exhaling, I entered my study, sitting down on my seat, putting the gun down on my desk before I reclined on the chair. My eyes fell on the files on top of my desk. Files about that redhead nurse.

I sat up and picked up the file flipping it open, I'm met with her picture.

Name: Genevieve Elise Miller.

Gender: Female.

Date of birth: February 10th 1999.

Age: 25

Height: 5'2.

Occupation: Nurse.

Address: 13th street, 20 Copper square Apt 1, New York, NY10003.

Parent's Names: Jenna Miller and Eddie Miller (deceased)

Siblings: 1 (Noah Eddie Miller).

Marital status: Engaged. (Cole Dane).

I don't know why that bit of information ticked me off. I don't remember seeing an engagement ring on her finger that night.

I put her bio data down and flip through the pictures the private investigator took of her and her family. Most of the pictures were of her with her mother, little brother and grandmother, she looks happy with her family members, or pictures of her going to work at the hospital or with her blonde haired friend.

I flip through the pictures, my face hardens at the picture I'm looking at, she's out on the streets at night with her fiance, he is kissing her. My face twitches at that photo.

I flip through the other photos and see him kissing her outside her front door. I clenched my jaw as I flipped through the next pictures and I saw her smiling up at him, holding hands when they're on a date. I see him kissing her forehead or holding her close to him whilst smiling at her.

The pictures were quite sickening to watch, I threw it down on my desk as Allegra enters my study the first aid box in hand.

"Come on, take off your shirt," she puts the first aid box down, opening it.

I unbuttoned my shirt revealing the gunshot wound.

"That doesn't look good," she said, looking at my abdomen. I looked down and saw that the wound was looking bad.

"When did this happen?"

"Five days ago." I replied. Reclining back on my seat.

"How did it happen? Who did this?" She frowns.

"I don't know.. the motherfucker got away," I grit out clenching my jaw in anger.

"He got away like.. you haven't found him?"

She soaks the cotton in alcohol before wiping the blood off the surface of the wound.

"Yes." I replied with my breath hitching when the alcohol stung a bit.

"It's infected, you need proper medical care Lorenzo," Allegra said.

"You should call doctor Fontana," she suggests.

"He's away on business," I replied.

After cleaning the wound, she puts away the alcohol and gauze, placing it back in the first aid box.

"I'm done," she stands.

Looking down at my abdomen. "Thank you," I replied.

"You're welcome fratello (brother)," she smiles.

"She's pretty," Allegra said, looking at the nurse's pictures.

She picks one of the pictures up from the table. " Who is she?"

"A nurse."

"What nurse?" She gazes at me.

"She stitched me up," I replied.

"Oh.. she's really beautiful," she said, putting the photo down.

I picked up the photo, "She is." I responded.

"I'll leave you to do your thing, bye."

"What did you want to say to me?" I look at her.

"Nevermind, I'll talk to you later," she leaves the study, shutting the door.

Leaning back on my seat, I looked down at my gunshot wound before my gaze darted to the nurse's… Genevieve's pictures.

Giovanni enters my study, I look up at him as he makes his way to my desk before sitting down on the seat in front of my desk.

"Giovanni, I heard you just got back."

"Yes... did you miss me? Come on admit it cousin." He grins crossing his long legs encased in black distressed jeans.

"Want me to shoot you instead?" I pick up the pistol on my desk.

"You need to really loosen up Lorenzo. You're no fun at all," he groans.

"I like myself just as I am Gio." I deadpanned.

"You're boring," he insists.

"What was the outcome of your trip? Did they agree?"

"Of course, they'll only purchase firearms and other weapons from us."

"Good job Gio." I nod.

This is one of the reasons I liked Giovanni a lot, save from the fact that he's my cousin, most trusted ally and friend, he was quite resourceful and useful. He has never failed me.. not even once.

"Grazie ( thank you) cousin," he grins. "They couldn't resist my irresistible charms," he winks.

"Who's this sight for sore eyes?" he reaches over the desk looking at Genevieve's pictures.

"A nurse," I repeated.

"She's beautiful," he said looking at her photo.

"Yes she is..." I replied looking at her picture.

"And I have plans for her."