OWNED BY THE DEVIL 1

Palermo, Italy.

Midnight

In a underground Basement of a Private Estate

The stench of blood and iron clung to the air.

Screams echoed, but no one outside would ever hear them.

TRAITOR

AHH.. Please let..let me go *begging for his life*

Chained to the steel chair, the traitor was drenched in blood, his eyes rolling back from pain.

Standing before him—tall, broad, cold-eyed—was "Aurelio Romano"

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

You didn't think about this when you decided to betrayed me? *deadly calm voice*

He is the Mafia King of Italy.

The devil with no soul.

Men feared him more than death itself.

TRAITOR

Please... please i beg you...i have family *voice quivering in fear*

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

*smirk coldly* do i look like I care?

He rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt, blood splattered on his watch.

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

One last time… Where the hell did Sergio run? *calm voice*

TRAITOR

I told you—he disappeared. I don’t know! *spat blood*

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

*smiles coldly looking at him*

Aurelio smiled. Not kind. Not amused. Just... lethal.

He turned to the table lined with tools. Knives. Wires. Blades.

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

Wrong answer. *deadly calm*

TRAITOR

*gulps* please.. Please..

TRAITOR

AHHH...AHHH

Moments later, screams filled the basement again.

• 10 minutes later •

The traitor’s body slumped—broken, lifeless.

Aurelio wiped the blood off his gloves and turned to his right-hand man, Marcello

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

India. He’s hiding in India. *said calmly*

MERCELLO [ML RIGHT HAND]

You want him alive, boss?

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

I want his f*cking head. *said coldly*

He walked away as Marcello nodded.

> He had no mercy. No time for emotions. > Love? A weakness. > Women? A distraction. But fate had other plans.

• Same Night – Aurelio’s Office •

The estate was grand—old money and violence stitched into the marble.

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

*sitting on his chair*

Aurelio poured himself whiskey, staring at a map of Mumbai.

MERCELLO [ML RIGHT HAND]

So we are going India? *standing beside him*

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

*sip his whiskey* what you think?

MERCELLO [ML RIGHT HAND]

*titled his head*

The noise of door opening sound echoed in the room

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

*Already know who was it*

A tall, broad-shouldered man came in with a smirk—Lorenzo, Aurelio’s best friend since childhood. Charismatic, sarcastic, dangerous in his own way.

LORENZO MORETTI [ML FRIEND]

Heard we’re heading to India. I could use a tan. *sat beside Aurelio*

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

We’re hunting. Not sightseeing. *said dryly*

LORENZO MORETTI [ML FRIEND]

Killing is sightseeing for us. *shrugged*

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

*smirk*

LORENZO MORETTI [ML FRIEND]

They both laugh darkly. But Aurelio's eyes? Still sharp. Still burning.

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

*stood up* we're going right now. *looks at mercello*

MERCELLO [ML RIGHT HAND]

*nods* jet is ready boss.

LORENZO MORETTI [ML FRIEND]

*stood up stretching arms* let's go *grinned*

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

*walked away*

Lorenzo and mercello followed him

after a while they reached

They all boarded the jet

They left for India under the cover of night. But what Aurelio didn’t know…was that he wasn’t just flying to kill

He was flying toward his obsession.

AURELIO ROMANO [ML]

*Aurelio Romano – Profile* * Age: 29 * Title: Capo dei Capi — Boss of Bosses. Mafia * Traits: Cruel. Cold. Commands absolute silence when he enters. * Weakness: None. Until her.

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