Chapter 2 Understanding death

Unknown pov,

A sharp pain erupted through my head. I felt my ragged breathing, and I tried to open my eyes, but it felt like a weight on my eyelids. I was struggling to open my eyes and finally I got the success.

It’s too dark, and the foul smell of rotten blood was burning my nose. A small light bulb was hanging on a corner showcasing the molded walls and broken glass of a window of the room, dripping sound of water echoing throughout the room.

I flickered my eyelids to get a clearer image as my head was spinning due to pain. Where am I? How did I end up here? Headache was killing me, it’s too much, shit.

Now, I remember I was heading to report to my boss about the whereabouts of the club and someone hit me with something hard on my head. I felt blood rolling down from my left temple, but I couldn’t feel any pain as it went totally numb.

It was flowing down up to my neck. I tried to move my arm to touch it, but I couldn’t reach it as I was tied to a wooden chair. Horror passed over me as I got to the basement of his house. He found out that I was stealing information from him.

Droplets of sweats rolling down my temples and neck. My heart beats like a drum as I hear some heavy footsteps increasing continuously and with a loud bang, the door of the room flies over another corner of the room as Death himself kicked the door.

As my eyes catch his eye, my breathing becomes impossibly difficult as I remember the stories of his tortures. Now, I am going to experience it live.

He had a little excited look in his eyes as he stared at me, making me remove my gaze from him, as I am just a toy to him to remove his boredom. Blazing Arius comes into view, making my blood go cold. Even his men keep their distance while talking to him.

“You took a long time, Luca, for this task.” He sounded calm in his voice, but his voice was cold enough to freeze anyone. He came into light, eye stabbing me.

The dark side of the room was where he entered. His footsteps were roaring in the room. There were nearly seven, eight people, but his presence made us stitch our mouths. As he came into light again, my eyes widened, making my throat go dry.

“No No No No, AHHHHHH” That bastard came towards me with a drilling machine in his hand. I thought he would use a knife or something, but no.

He brought something unimaginable and, without muttering another word, he drilled into my thigh. My screams are resonating throughout the room.

Blades of drill were cutting my flesh, leaving it teared roughly, making blood splashing all over us. I screamed at the top of my lungs, burning my throat, but his face didn’t even show a flinch.

I tried to move, but all my efforts went in vain. He had a maniac smile on his face and his eyes were shining in the dark. Fucker was enjoying the show. Rot in hell, you bastard.

Finally, he stopped. As I was busy composing myself with a new pain and controlling my breathing, he drilled my hand mercilessly. New trails of pain were shooting my spine, draining total energy from my body.

A throat tearing screams left me, making his men shiver. Even they turned their faces away from me, shutting their eyes. Few of them covered their backs.

One of them nearly screamed but put his hand on mouth to suppress it. He turned, glaring towards him as he heard a subtle huff from one of his men. He shivered and bowed down.

It gave me a few seconds to breathe. He is not asking anything. What does he want from me? He raised his hand to hold the drilling machine in his both hands and he approached mine head.

I was shivering like a leaf in a storm. This man is totally crazy. He is more threatening than his actual rumors. Why the fuck, I agreed to do that?

“I -- w-ill, t-ell.” I tried to speak, but my entire throat started burning and it felt dry. God graced me as he stopped and put the machine down on the blooded floor.

My eyes were hooded. I could only see someone standing. That’s it. All my energy is concentrated on breathing. I heard his chuckle as turned around, holding a sinister smirk on his face.

“What Salvatore is looking for?” He asked, while taking a seat in the chair. I tried to open my eyes completely, but I didn’t have any energy. If I tell him the truth, he will kill my wife. I can’t.“ c- ons-ign--ment.” I spoke with great difficulty.

As I completed my sentence, he grabbed my shirt and hurled me against the wall. My head hit it and blood started flowing like water.

I could only hear my heart beating. Everything went silent for a while. With my half-open eye, I saw a metallic shine on his hand.

I don’t even know what it is, but I opened my mouth to stop him but nothing came out. His men came forward and dragged in front of him. His eyes are like showering fire at me.

“One more chance. What is he looking for?” His voice is like he is screeching to my soul from inside. I didn’t have an option for that. I have a family, and the responsibility of my wife.

If I told him, my boss would kill her and I didn’t tell him, he would kill me. I don’t want to die. No one wants to die. Entire room started spinning around.

“H-er. Sh-e is al-ive.” I gathered all my courage to speak. I was supported by two of his men by my shoulder. My head was hanging down, as my primary concern was my life.

“Who?” He asked loudly, making me and his men flinch. Their grasp on me tightens and one of them pulls my hair up to see blood bathed Arius Accardo. He had an evil smile on his face, mocking me for my failed belief system and trying to protect myself. Someone has named him right. Arius - death. He took his name pretty seriously.

“Ari-“ before I could complete anything, I heard a loud sound.

“ Bang” …...

Arius Accardo POV,

Aria, how dared he to take her name? It was the first and last time I saw her that day, the day my life changed, the day all light from my life got sucked out of it like Aria.

I don’t know how to feel about this situation. Should I be happy that she isn’t dead or should I worry Salvatore is looking for her and I don’t know where she is right now?

Aria Russo, I still remember it like yesterday. That beautiful five years angel running around the corridors, holding a heart melting smile, with her shining honey brown eyes.

Searching everywhere, shouting at me in that cute white dress printed with her favorite strawberries on the bottom. It was supposed to be a happy and memorable day for us. We were going to meet for the first time on that day. I had waited for that day for so long.

She had a birthday card in her cute little hand with a picture of strawberries. I had laughed so hard that she made strawberries on a card for me, then she said I am her friend so, her choice will be my choice and I agreed too.

She was waiting for me in the window of her bedroom, waiting for my arrival, holding a lot of hope and excitement, when I saw her for the first time. Her lips formed a beautiful smile when I got out of the car and turned towards her.

She called me from the window, waving her hand, and turned around to come down. I still couldn’t forget that smile of hers from the window. It warms my heart every time I remember it; it feels less.

I heard a sound clearing someone’s throat, then I got into my consciousness. I was still holding a gun towards his body. All the men were standing a few steps away from me. Maybe it was too much for them. It’s good that they are afraid of me. Fear is the only emotion, who lets us bend on our knees in front of power.

“Sab, clear his body and then I have a special task for you.” I ordered him.

“si Capo(yes boss).“ He replied with a deep bow. He never met my eye level. One of the skilled and trusted men is him. He isn’t afraid to speak to me about his true opinions regarding my decision, without caring whether I like it, as he thinks that his loyalty belongs to me with his body and mind. That’s why I made him my left hand.

If she is alive, then she is in danger. She needs to be secured. He said he was looking for her, which means he too didn’t know where she was now. It’s good news, but he will soon find her and I have to find her before him. I need to find her.

My Crowning will be smooth as dad is bound by my blood oath. He thinks I am not suitable to rule yet. With that, I left the basement and turned towards the mansion.

I saw the padre(father) coming. Rolling my eyes at him, I was about to ascend the stairs to reach my bedroom. His loud, harsh sound echoed in the hall.

“Arius Mario Accardo, stop there.” He sounded furious at me, but it mattered. I turned and started walking towards him. I stopped exactly in front of him. He was glaring at me with his hands in pickets.

“Something bothering you, padre?” I casually asked him. Folding my hands over my chest, giving him a disdainful look. His anger rose as I asked him.

“Look at you.” He roared at me, trying his failed attempt to scare me. I signed and looked at my clothes, which were completely drenched in blood.

It’s not new, so why is he wasting my time? He started glaring at me, as he only received a bored look. He thinks I am becoming animalistic.

“Don’t forget, you haven’t been crowned yet. Don’t give me that look.” He walked towards the sofa and took a seat while crossing his leg over another, reminding his authority over me.

“I don’t need the Crown to rule, Padre.” I walked over to the sofa and took a seat in front of him with my blooded clothes like it doesn’t matter at all. He gave me a stern look.

“You are going to Florida to handle business there. You need to learn how to keep yourself calm.” He is only making me more angry at him.

“I am not going there. There are some important issues that need to be resolved.” I got up and started approaching the stairs again.

“You will. It’s an order.” He roared from behind, and I stopped in my tracks and turned.

“A lot of mis transactions are going on in Florida. Resolve it and control your damn anger. It’s dangerous for our business.” His retreating footsteps echoed in the hall and he went towards his bedroom.

He is the leader, so we all are bound to follow his orders. I had to solve that bloody Florida problem to achieve my rights.