Alessandro's POV:

i walk downstairs all the way to the basement. after a long walk i get the the basement i see enzo waiting outside the door for me

"thank you enzo" i said and nodded

he nodded as well and walked inside the room behind me. i grabbed the class of cold water that was sitting on the table and threw it on amanda's face. her eyes fluttered open.

"well look who's awake" i said grinning at her

"you asshole" she yelled at me wiggling in the chair

"the feeling is mutual sweetheart" i said back laughing at her

"now why don't you tell me what you've been doing these past few years, other than of course fucking you boss.hm?" i said

she stayed silent so i stabbed a knife in her leg making her whimper and blood pouring out. she finally spoke

"i've been trying to find a way to kill my whore of a daughter" she said while tears fell from her eyes

"oh so you haven't been visiting my fathers grave? or been to my grandmothers restaurant? or even sent a creep to my club to do it for you? i mean if you wanted her dead that badly why didn't you do it?" i questioned her while smiling

her and my father had an affair 4 years ago before i killed him. i was 17 when i did it. i found out about the affair after i killed him. i didn't care about the affair. my mom had one too. but i don't care about that either. i killed him just because i wanted to be the leader of the mafia and he was shitty at it if i'm being honest.

"what does it matter if i visited his grave? i loved him. and the restaurant. i hadn't seen your grandmother since i came back to New York. so i stopped by. and i didn't kill my daughter myself just because i wanted to hurt her." she said back

"well that didn't age well did it? my father never loved you. he just used you for your old wrinkly cunt. so don't throw that bullshit in my face. and my grandmother doesn't like you either. and you would've been killed before you would even kill her. i've been wanting to do it for years" i said while pushing another knife into her hand.

"STOP PLEASE STOP." she said while crying

i stopped but i left both of the knifes in her while i walked out of then room. i wasn't done torturing her. i just wanted to do it slowly.

i went back upstairs to check on nicole. i knocked on the door . she didn't answer and i opened it slowly. the bathroom door was open and she was standing in the mirror looking at the cut on her lip.

i walked in to help her. it took her a few minutes to realize i was standing there looking at her in the mirror

she turned around and looked me straight in the eyes.

"sorry i was cleaning my cut" she said while dabbing the blood off with a towel.

"come here" i said still staring at her

and so she did. looking up at me. i picked her up and set her on the counter. i grabbed the first aid kit from under the sink.

i stood between her legs as i rubbed the alcohol on the cut causing her to wince a little bit.

"you could've told me you were going to do that" she said said calmly

"i don't have to tell you anything" i said back in a low tone

she rolled her eyes at me. so she wants to play this game. okay then. i grabbed her throat and brought her face close to mine.

"don't roll your eyes at me caro. or you're going to regret it" i said looking her in her eyes. she kept a straight a face. almost daring me to do something.

i let go of her neck and stitched her cut.

"where's my mother. and how did you find me in the first place?" she asked while playing with the rings on her fingers

"don't worry about it. i got it handled" i said finishing her stitch also ignoring her question about how i found her.

" i want to know. and i want to shoot her in the head" she said back to me

"i know you do. i do too, but it would be better if i did it don't you think?" i said finishing her stitch

"whatever" she said while getting off the counter and walking out the bathroom and sitting on the bed.

"if you really want to know, she's downstairs in the basement with one knife in her leg and another on in her hand" i said brushing it off as if it was nothing

she looked back at me with a small smirk and a raise brow. this girl is sick. but i like it.

"can i see?" she said looking at me

"no. i got it under control and the one thing i don't need is you messing it up" i said in a low tone

she gave me a confusing look

"who said i was going to fuck anything up? all i want to do is shoot her in the head and walk out of here happy" she said still giving me that same look

i walked towards her almost towering over her. she looked me straight in the face. again

"i said you were going to fuck something up, don't play with me nicole. and you're not leaving. i already had enzo go and get your stuff to bring here. your car will be here tomorrow as well" i said still standing over her looking down on her

god i would love to put my- fuck

"fine." she said as she huffed

after she said that i'm stared at her for a few minutes. i broke the eye contact as i walked out of the room shutting the door behind me.