EDITED: 20th March 2019.

Diavolo.

I woke up early today and as I looked at the beauty cuddled into my arms, I placed a kiss on her forehead.

She moved slightly, placing her head on my chest then sighed and soft snores left her mouth once again.

Last night was amazing. Everything I had dreamt of and more. When I found out she was a virgin, my stone cold heart bloomed with happiness.

She waited. Waited for someone perhaps and I had the privilege of being that someone.

I traced light patterns on her gorgeous face before shifting slightly and removing her arms from around me. I got up from the bed and walked butt naked to the bathroom and did my daily routine. When I came out of the shower and got dressed, she was still asleep.

So I didn't find it in my heart to wake up and tell her I had to go to work early today. I settled for pecking her forehead lightly and leaving a note saying I had work and I'd be back soon.

---

I entered the warehouse to question the motherfucker who ruined our date yesterday. As soon as people saw me they bowed, "Boss." I nodded, acknowledging them.

I walked into the torture room, to see the loser's face all bloody and Ryder setting some types of equipment. The man was roughly chained to the wall and it looked like he didn't have a finger or two.

I turned to Ryder, "Did he spill anything?" I asked in a hard tone. My soft ones were for Brooklyn and Brooklyn only.

"No boss."

I narrowed my eyes at him then at the fucker on the wall, gritting my teeth I craned my neck, "Why were you there yesterday?" I asked him in a thunderous voice.

"Fuck off." He spat at me. The bastard actually spat at me.

I gestured Ryder to get me the knife and dug it deep into the fucker's nuts, "Now tell me why were you there yesterday?"

"The b-boss told us to kidnap the girl." He shrieked in pain as I dig deeper and cries like a bitch.

Brooklyn. This asshole was there to take my baby. Rage filled me and I glared at him, digging my knife just a little deeper.

"How did you get in?" I asked removing my knife from nuts only to dig it in his filthy dick.

"I sneaked in after knocking out the patrol." He screamed and I narrowed my eyes again. How dare he.

"Motherfucking bastards. I will ruin your fucking boss." I said in a lethal voice and he nods frantically wanting to be free of pain. Oh not so fast.

I take out my gun and the asshole starts to shake his head knowing what was coming.

"Open your mouth," I said and he sobs, shaking his head back and forth.

I force his mouth open and put my gun inside, clicking the safety of my gun, I then looked into his red eyes,

"Goodbye," I said and shot right down his throat. His body goes limp and I take out my gun from his disgusting mouth. Ryder holds out a napkin and I wipe away the blood from the gun.

"Dispose his body near the Russian's headquarters. Leave a note saying that, we are coming to end them."

---

I enter the house, not at all surprised to see Brooklyn lounging on the sofa watching TV. She turns to look at me when I enter and a breathtaking smile takes over her face. She mutes the TV before getting up and scanning me up and down.

I couldn't help myself from looking her up and down too. Fuck, she looked good. Too good wearing my clothes.

She gasped as she noticed a little blood on my suit shirt, "Are you okay?" She asked me worriedly.

"Don't worry, love. It's not mine." I said and she looked horrified but nodded anyway.

"Alright. Can we spend time together now?" She said so softly that I felt so bad for saying the next sentence.

"I am sorry baby, but I just came to clean up. I have to get to an important meeting." A mafia meeting to be precise but she didn't need to know that.

Her face falls and I think I felt my heart drop too, "Oh okay. Tomorrow then?" She said with hope in her voice and I smile nodding.

"Sure, baby. Entertain yourself with something till dinner. I will be kind of busy today." Busy attacking.

"Okay. Take care." She said and I smiled again, kissing her softly.

"For you, always."

---

I walked down the stairs, my gun tucked safely in the waistband of my jeans and extra bullets packed in my pocket. My rifle was also in the car and I was good to go.

The meeting I was going to was on how we were going to attack. The strategy, who will go on which side, who will do what. All was yet to decide.

I sneaked a glance to the lounge to say goodbye to Brooklyn only to see she was sound asleep. Unknowingly, a smile crept across my face and I tiptoed to towards her. I leaned down and placed a light peck on her cheeks, lips, nose, and forehead. She scrunched up her face when I did that and a quiet chuckle escaped my lips. So adorable.

Adorable? Never thought this word would come to my mind.

"You are changing me. For the better." I whisper to her sleeping figure and receive no reply, as expected.

---

"Everyone quiet!" I roared into the large room. All the 2000 men scattered in the room quietened and turned to face me, their head bowed down out of respect. I looked around the room,

"As you all know the Russians have been threatening our safety for a few months and while we have been holding them off strongly, it's time to end them once and for all. I want 50 of you at the south border, 50 at the north, 50 at the west and 50 at the east. 100 of you will be covering the premises altogether and 100 will scatter around in the quarters from the middle. 100 will be following me and the other 100 must stay around my house and protect your Queen. The rest will be back up. You all have been provided with an earpiece which will connect you to each other at all times. If any major problem arises or someone gets seriously injured inform us through the earpiece and the backup will be there to help. Today, all of you are tested for your skills. Be prepared for anything and everything. Your guns should be loaded and extra bullets must be with you at all times. Good luck. Combatti come se la tua vita dipendesse da cio, perche lo fa." I order loudly and they all nod, their eyes still cast down.

I flick my wrist and they call swarm, sitting in their vehicles. I too sit in my Range Rover and Ryder along with my third in command, Jonathan follows me. The driver drives when I command him to do so and we take one step forward to the downfall of the Russians.

---

We reach the headquarters and I order my men to stop 100 meters further from it. Our car was the first one to reach with others following me so as I get out my rifle in my hand, I motion everyone to get out as well. They jog to their commanded positions and 100 men follow me as we jog to the main gate and break through it.

The alarms start buzzing and all the security guards come outside and start shooting. We shoot at them all and a few minutes later some are dead and some are on the ground groaning. When all of them are down, we jog further into the estate. By now the people inside must be alert about our arrival and a few gather outside and shoot at us but we outnumber them easily.

I lead the group inside cautiously, the place seems empty but I know they are hiding in spots, waiting for the perfect time to strike. I gesture a few to move around in different directions as I walk up the stairs fully intended to find the Russian leader. A few of my men follow me as well. Up the stairs, more Russians wait for us and start shooting at us as soon we reach the top of the stairs but we are prepared and shoot at them before any bullet could hit us. A guy tries to corner me but I shoot him in the head before he could, his body falls limp on the ground and I push him away from my way continuing to walk forward leaving my men to deal with the few people left.

I enter a dark room and as I turn on the light a scrawny voice speaks out, "Welcome, Diavolo."

I turn to the sound only to see a short fat man in a suit, with guards surrounding him pointing their guns at me. I roll my eyes, as if they can hurt me.

"You must be the coward of a Russian boss," I said smugly, loving how his face twisted in anger.

His guards too seem to agree as they try to suppress their laughter.

"I could kill you right here and right now." The Russian Boss says and I smirk.

"I'd like to see you try," I said as I ready my gun to shoot but he catches on and his guards start shooting at me but I duck the shots. I silently order people to come in through the earpiece and soon my men too burst through the door and deal with the guards.

I see the Russian boss reach for his gun and my main target is him. I shoot at him but I might have let my guard down because as soon I see blood seep from his heart and his body fall limp, my vision clouds and I feel excruciating pain in my lower abdomen. I groan and fall to the ground with a thud.

Through hazy eyes, I see Ryder yelling at me to stay awake and then yelling into the earpiece. But I couldn't hear a thing. I struggle to remain conscious but I soon slip into a pit of darkness with only one person on my mind.

Brooklyn.

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a u t h o r' s n o t e:

aww my poor baby Diavolo. i am so not good at writing attack parts or fighting parts in general. i am sorry if it was shit lol.

i don't have so much knowledge about guns or how the mafia ACTUALLY works. this book, as i have mentioned before, is completely based off my imagination. yes, there might be some parts i have done research about but only to write them better. so please don't hate on my lack of knowledge. you wanna correct me? go ahead but don't hate. :)

anywhore, i am trying to publish daily updates of TGID as this book is like 4 chapters close to ending. i'll miss writing about my fav couple for sure.

'Combatti come se la tua vita dipendesse da cio, perche lo fa- Fight like your life depends on it, because it does.'

p.s: should i let Diavolo die or? ;)

hahah we shall see *evil laugh*.

thanks for reading xx.

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