His Mafia Prince
Chapter 76: It Must be Humiliating

Chapter 76: It Must be Humiliating

(SASHA)

I push the front door of the Magna open and quickly scan the interior. It is at lunch hour. The Magna tends to be empty at this time. Eritrea, a mid-twenties female omega that I’m fond of sits behind the bar, sipping on her coffee as she wads through a magazine.

I cut through the tables for the back hallway. "Get everybody out."

She doesn’t question me. She obeys and hurries off to gather the few girls and shoo them away.

I round the corner office and one alpha on Angelo’s team steps out approaching me, his brows furrowed. I heft the gun and smash it on the side of his head before he gets the chance to tell me anything. He falls on the floor and blood oozes from the side of his head.

"Where are they?" I ask, crouching beside him.

"What the fuck, Sasha?" here groans, holding his head.

"Avi and Angelo, are they here?"

He shakes his head. "Just Avi. Downstairs."

I pat the centre of his chest and say, "Call Angelo. Tell him that Avi is dead."

His eyes go wide. "What the hell, Sasha?"

Luckily for him, Avi is there. He seems to be checking on some goods in the basement. Good for him, he is climbing the ranks from being Angelo’s muscleman. Too bad he picked the wrong side to follow.

Avi’s gaze flips to my direction and as soon as he sees me, his eyes harden. He reaches for his waistband but I beat him to the draw and shoot him on his knee. He drops to the floor with a howl, holding his shattered kneecap. "Fuck you, Sasha."

I return my gun to its holster and lean down then grab him by his throat. I haul him up so that we are at eye level. "How long were you in the alley?"

He snickers and then spits on my face. I bite my jaw and with my free hand, I wipe off the saliva before drilling a fist into his mouth. My grip on his throat tightens. "How long?"

"Hours." He hisses and his lips curve into a sinister smile that looks much like Angelo’s.

I know that he is lying. Tyler couldn’t have been alone for that long. But then if he wants, s to think that Tyler suffered for hours, I’d be glad to oblige.

I smile equally darkly. "Then that’s about how long you and I are going to be together."

He tries to fight back as soon as he realizes that I’m dragging him in the back room. Between his useless knee that I had shot and his size against mine, I have little trouble subduing him.

I bind his wrists behind his back then toss the main line over a steel beam above us. I yank the rope high enough until I’m satisfied that his shoulders are strained. He screams, cussing at me as he hangs there. Once he is in an agonizing position, I tie the rope on another post and then circle him to the front.

I grab his chin and squeeze, bringing my face closer to his. "I’m going to rip you apart. Piece by fucking piece, you spineless whiny excuse of an alpha."

"Angelo will kill you. He is stronger and more deserving of the position than you. You’re just a weak wannabe alpha―"

So that’s what this was about. It is all because I embarrassed him in front of the other syndicates before he embarrassed me. I don’t let myself dwell on what or why everything is happening as it is. I have work to do.

I shove Avi’s face away and stride over to a table full of all manner of supplies that come in handy for occasions like this. I pick up a pair of wire cutters then squeeze them open and shut a few times. I then return to Avi, smiling wolfishly. "Let’s start from the toes and work our way up, shall we?"

Eritrea didn’t leave like I asked her to when Angelo arrived. Instead, she texted. When I get her text, I get a little angry but then I appreciate her giving me a heads up. At least, I now have enough time to position myself beside the door before he bursts in, his gun drawn.

"You came right in time for the party," I announce, disassembling his gun and tossing the pieces aside swiftly.

"You asshole," he says, trying to lift himself off the ground. I grab him by his hair and drag him to the next beam beside the remnants of Avi’s body. I tie him up just the same way that I did Avi, and I give him time to take a good look at what happened to his errand man as I retrieve the knife.

Avi learnt that I meant every word that I said. I kept my promise and took him apart, piece by piece. Toes first, his feet, sections of his legs, his balls, his cock and his fingers. I made sure to pile the pieces in a heap for display. They lay there surrounded by coagulated dark red puddles.

Between shaving off the parts, I took my time to electrocute him. I left burn marks all over his torso and I knew he felt excruciating pain in every inch of his body. I know for a fact that electricity is excruciating. Not because I’ve had experience but because I’ve used it on my enemies. The electricity didn’t kill him, however. It must have been the blood loss or the shock. All that doesn’t matter now. He is dead. What remains of him is a hanging piece of meat that I’m sure will make creatures at the lake very happy soon.

"You’re a fucking animal." He hisses, looking at the remains of his friend’s body, disgust etched all over his face.

I don’t answer him, instead, I slice the clothes off of his body with a knife. I don’t care whether I cut his skin in the process. All the better if it is cut. I have failed Tyler. The one thing he asked of me before I left the hospital was to make it hurt. That’s the only way I intend to handle everyone who hurt my Tyler.

"It must be humiliating for you, brother, to have my child inside your omega."

I don’t react at first and the way his face shifts points to a certain disappointment. "Maybe the good in Tyler will balance the evil in you. That kid will probably be nothing like you."

"He was nice to fuck" Angelo says, twisting the knife obviously. "His slutty hole was fun to ram into whenever I pleased. Can you imagine what people will think when they find out that your omega is carrying my child?"

"How’d you know that it is your child?"

He snorts a laugh. "What else would he have been doing at Mortus’ clinic? You aren’t the only one who knows people and for your information, I knew he was too far along for the baby to be yours. That’s why he was protecting his stomach so much. That kid must be dead already, isn’t it?"

"What do you think Aaliyah will say about that?"

"She’ll forgive me when I step into your shoes. Our marriage has been practical since. Nothing will please her more than when I take over as head of the Triple Triads"

"You know how stupid it was for you to go after someone I love, Angelo?"

"Love?" he hisses. "How would you love an omega that carries my child? You will be a laughing stock. I’ll be sure to make everybody know the truth. I’m going to scream from the top of the rafters that your omega was pregnant with my child. If you have any self-respect left in you then you better cast him out. Save your pride and reject him."

I look at him condescendingly. "Turns out you are stupider than I thought."