Chained by the Mafia Boss
Prelude
At the abandoned Warehouse.
The sound of wailing can be heard. A man can be seen sitting leisurely while wiping a silver gun with a carving on the magazine holder that's wooden. A rose with thorns.
In front of the man lay another man, his back wet from blood. One can hear that the shouts of agony is from him. Multiple bodyguards in black is standing straight, waiting at the side. Their eyes cold with murder intent.
The man—the one with the most imposing aura, colder than the others shifted from his sit. The man who is shouting visibly flinched from the movement, his voice became lower.
Alexus Hendrix II
Who order you?
Alexus Hendrix II—the Mafia boss, the lord. His voice a degree colder. Even if he appeared calmer, the man still trembled.
Kemp—the scapegoat
I-I-I can't t-tell yo-you...
Kemp—the guy who's been tortured and will be tortured uttered in a stutter. His mouth kept shut.
Alexus eyes darkened at the audacity of the man. He slightly bent down, looking down at Kemp. He suddenly reaches for his hair, pulling it up violently.
Kemp—the scapegoat
A-Ahhh!
Kemp—the scapegoat
S-Stop!
Kemp scalp feels like it's not his own anymore. Alexus forceful pull nearly yank his scalp out of his head.
His face turned to Alexus, showing his bruised and bloody face. Alexus lips pursed, staring at Kemp eyes with his obsidian orbs, making Kemp's hair stand in fear.
Alexus Hendrix II
You'll not talk?
Alexus Hendrix II
Then don't talk until the end of you life
Alexus gestured to the bodyguard. He immediately walk forward, passing a dagger to Alexus.
Kemp—the scapegoat
W-What will y-you do?!
Kemp—the scapegoat
Do-Don't do i-it! You'll r-regret it! Y-You'll regret it!
Alexus Hendrix II
If you're not useful, then you'll be discarded
Alexus played with the dagger, switching the dagger between his finger. He leaned on his sit and cross his legs, his foot on his other knee.
Alexus Hendrix II
Make him stand
The bodyguard move quickly, supporting Kemp with his both arms, forcefully pulling him up until he labeled Alexus.
Alexus Hendrix II
Move him closer
When the Kemp is within his reach he gestured to the bodyguard to the left by tilting his head.
The bodyguard squeeze Kemp mouth, opening it widely.
Kemp—the scapegoat
U-Umppppp! U-Umppp!
Kemp keep struggling, his strength is getting weaker and weaker. Tears poured down his face, making it twitch when it touch his wound.
Alexus Hendrix II
No one can hurt my Siren
Alexus Hendrix II
If one dare, they can only have one destination...
The bodyguard pinch Kemp's tongue, pulling it out. Kemp's eyes widen, thrashing more violently at the sight, but the bodyguard is stronger than him. He can't even move an inch.
Kemp—the scapegoat
H-Hmnoooooo!! H-Hmmppp! P-Philisssss!
Alexus Hendrix II
... And that's death.
His eyes glint, the dagger at his hand move diagonally to Kemp's tongue. Within a second, a tongue was severed, blood sprayed everywhere but the man sitting like a King is clean, no blood splash at him.
The bodyguard released Kemp by Alexus order. The man recoiled in pain, covering his bloody mouth as he screamed in anguish. His word not clear.
Kemp—the scapegoat
A-Aachchhhhhhh! Achhhhh! Mnyy thang!!
Kemp rolled to the dirty ground, his body trembling. Alexus stand indifferent, wiping his hand. The gun that his playing was placed on his palm. He pointed the gun at Kemp, pulling the trigger. Ten loud gun shot can be heard in the Warehouse before tranquility enveloped.
Alexus stared at the dead body, hiding his gun and walking out the Warehouse with his hand in his pocket.
Alexus Hendrix II
Clean up the mess.
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