Chapter- 2

Author's POV:

Seth Morris kept his gaze at the screen playing movie, his arm was down as his body resting on the incliner chair.

His hand was continuously swirling the drink he had, his arm just showed his tattoo as he was wearing t-shirt.

Beautiful letters, art, designs sculpted on his hand trying to hide his birth mark on his arms.... succeed in some point.....

But still his platinum rings and chains hanging on his hand caught attention, his earpiece shinning on one of his ear lope did some justice. His messy hair showed his grumpy mood, he murmured annoyed, "This.. this head ache..."

He threw his head back struggling. A man in his early 50s, walked in the room unannounced.

Seth ignored it, but the silence in the room stayed bold while the movie kept playing. The mansion was quite empty, he didn't prefer to stay in the mansion isolated in the sea island.... he choice one of the house his father had left connected to the main land.

The old man said, "Master, The club you wanted.... Recent owner is not willing to sell it...."

Seth kept his eyes to screen like no word crawled to his ears.

Old Man said again, "I think, we shouldn't since.... It's far away from here, and the city is not to big too.... It's no profit, Master.... It's nothing like the clubs you already have...."

Seth said, "Uncle Max...." Like he warned. Max was also the right hand of his late father, he was the one who crawled back in Seth's life.... and pulled him back in his place. While Seth mother Silvia tried to give her son a normal life.... she lost at last.

Not because of Max, but because of her own son's desire for power.

Faith.... Faith is a cruel thing.

Uncle Max still said, "Master.... I still think it's not worth it...."

Seth turned to Uncle Max warning, "Max!"

The old man had no choice but be silent.

Seth said, "Should I pay a visit to the club owner?" he smirked.

The old man walked out understand what should be done.

Seth turned back to the screen taking a sip of his drink. He was only fond of clubs and bar, wanted to own as many as he can.... but also has his hand dirty in his father's empire, He indeed the new Seth Alberto Morris.... the cruel, sadist, psychopathic Mafia lord!

He whispered, "it's a pretty club.... Mom lives there and so does her little Daniel..... perfect way to ruin my brother..." He smirked.

He whispered to himself, "Did Mom think, her punishment was losing her one son.... No, she looks more invested in Daniel..... I am going to take that away from her..... My perfect revenge on mom..."

He said out, "I hope.... you like my new gift when time comes Mom..." He chuckled at himself.

Few days later,

Seth's POV:

I was looking at men beating the club owner, while the club stand empty on a perfect Friday.

The boys were just using hands, while I went to the bartender who was seating waterfall.

I said, "Whisky.... with ice..."

The Bartender's eyes were glued on his boss getting beaten up, I glared at him. He hurriedly made my drink.

I heard someone rushing in, I heard women's voice, "Babe... why is the club empty?"

Soon her voice turned into scream, She rushed in saying, "Hey!... what are you doing to my husband!!!... who are you!!"

She was freaking out, but honestly it just annoyed me. She kept nagging, trying to spit nonsense, while one of the guards grabbed her preventing her from disturbing my business deal.

I was still hearing her protest to stand still, when I said, "She... She is annoying...."

The guard slapped her warning, "Be quite or he gets killed" She stopped looking at her husband, she sat down crying.

I gestured them to stop, the man said in voice filled with fear, "Sir... Sir... please.... let us go..." He cried.

I sat there looking at him, I scratched my forehead listening to his plea.

The man said, "Sir!!!... please.... WHAT I DID!..... Spare me and my wife!!!..." I can still hear his wife's not so silent cries.

I looked at Uncle Max, He said, "Sign off the club.... We offered you prize but seems like you like the other way...."

He looked at the papers, then at his surrounding, He whispered, "Sir, Sir.... please, I didn't knew you wanted all this.... but I still beg, not this club..... I will give you my house... but not this club, spent my life on this!!!!... please...."

I walked to him leaving the glass on the counter. I grabbed his hair pulling him up, I said, "Spent your life..... on this club...."

I looked around, I said, "Indeed pretty... that's why I want this!"I punched him multiple times.

He tried to throw a punch at me, I grabbed his hand, but his actions only infuriated me. I punched him harder on his nose.

He looked like he his head was spinning. I grabbed his hair and threw his head on the glass table. His wife screamed, this it!

I pulled my gun and shot her leg. I warned, "Silence...." She looked like she was in lot of pain, but every women is same, waiting for a chance to ruin you.

I said to the guard, "Wake him up.... and ask him to sign."

I sat back on my seat again, I took sip of the drink.

Soon, the man was sitting on floor on his knees. He was bleeding, so was his women.

He said in distress, "Will you leave us if I sign?.... My wife will die if she bleeds like this.... please, let us go..."

I said, "Sign and leave...."

He had a look at his wife who was crying furiously, still trying to be quite. He signed the papers hurriedly.

I smirked on this fool, I said, "For a women you are doing all this, she will betray you for worst..... Women's are designed like that, use them as you please... but never trust them... Fool!"

I had a glance on the women at the corner of the room. He man said, " I signed.... can we go?" I nod smirking.

The man went to help his women, she was trying to get up. Soon she looked at me angry and said, "Not... Not every women is like you said..... someone of us are victim of men like you..... You will pay for what you did to my husband and me.... God will punish you!"

I smirked, I whispered, "Maybe then I am son of god.... and my wish is..." I shot her the next second, this time in her heart.

The man kept his cries to wake up his women.... what a fool!

I walked out saying, "Throw them out.... and restore this place today, tomorrow we are up from business..."

I walked out of the club, I was looking how much this area changed. Random coffee shops, Restaurants... and hotels?

I smirked.

I decided to have a walk.

Where you ask?

To my mother..... Silvia Green, ex-wife of Alberto Morris...... what an irony, Ex-wife of Mafia, and current wife of a Police Commissioner..... And she is also committed a murder too... of my Father.

Soon, I was in very familiar area of the city. But it still changed. I see a coffee shop near the turn to Mom's house.

I sat there ordering some random drink, I sat by the glass window.

I don't want to see Mom, but I still want to see, if she misses her this son. Whom she ruined...

I am not pathetic, I except nothing from her, no apology, no conviction... nothing....

All of that is for stupid people, instead I will gift her misery.... the nightmare she fear will be her reality....

I saw a bus stopping, No, Mom never takes bus.... I turned to have sip of my drink, then My eyes landed on the poster near the counter of café.

It's me indeed, 'Missing' poster.

I smirked.... It looks fairly new, Mom is still trying to find me.... I am touched?

I want to laugh... but this is what I want.... her endless restlessness.... I will be her biggest pain.

I turned back to the glass looking out.

I saw a GIRL, or should I say Women.....

She looks fairly familiar. I have seen that face, that nose... those features somewhere. She was wearing some jeans and top.

She walked in the café, and sat on the front table like everything around her didn't matter.

She was talking to waitress quite friendly, she is regular. I have seen those features somewhere.

The waitress said, "The regular...."

The girl said, "Yea...." As I look at her, she looks quite pleasing to eye. I sipped my drink.

The waitress said, "On my way, Vanessa...."

Vanessa.....

I have heard that name.....

Vanessa.... Vanessa.... Vanessa.....

Wait.... Vanessa Floris... The poplar girl from school!

I smirked. I decided to walk out of the café for today.

But I heard her voice from behind, "Mr...."

I didn't stopped.... knowing she won't be calling me...

I heard her again, "Mr.... You with Black Jacket..." Did she recognized me?

I stopped realizing it was me, I turned to her. She said, "Your wallet!.... it's right on the table...."

Ha! Not even my mother would recognize me.

I looked at the table, realizing I kept the wallet while giving the bill.

I took it, I heard her speak to the waitress, "How are you doing?"

The waitress said, "Fine.... are you up for the party Sunday?" I pretended to check my wallet walking out.

I don't even know why am I interested in listening to this bullsh*t!

Vanessa said, "Amm... No, actually I would be tutoring Mrs. Silvia's son...."

The other girl said, "Commissioner's Son..."

She is that little Dog Daniel's Tutor.

But does that matter, I am going to do what I please.

I walked out of the café.

No matter how much you try, I am going to ruin Daniel, Mother.

You will lose all your kids, and spent the last of your life suffering.