His Mafia Prince
Chapter 77: Laugh While You Can

Chapter 77: Laugh While You Can

(SASHA)

"I’m surprised he didn’t die, you know. Tell me something, the baby is dead, right?" he laughs again. "Oh, come on, brother, why won’t you tell me?"

"Laugh while you can," I say backing away slowly from him. "You’ll tell me everything you did to my omega. Just like Avi did."

Angelo spits at me but it falls short. "Go fuck yourself."

I unfold a steel hose and make sure to stand out of the way so that he can see what’s coming for him. It is already hooked, thanks to some creative ingenuity. All I have to do now is just flip the lever.

With a quiet hiss, steam rushes out the end of the hose. I put on a pair of thick gloves and grab the end of the hose, dragging it towards Angelo’s swinging body. I brandish the hose in front of him and let a cloud of steam fill the space between us. The way his eyes widen like saucers delights me.

"You are an asshole, you and that selfish prick of an omega you got. Where do you think you’re going to get with this Sasha? I’ll hunt you and ill fucking kill you and your omega and your entire family. You’ll pay for this."

He must have thought wrong when he thought taunting me would make me kill him faster. Tyler wanted it to hurt, and I’m sure going to make it hurt like hell. I lower the hose and point the steam to his pathetic cock.

He screams, writhing like a worm until I turn the hose away from him.

"Tell me, you had fun doing what you did to him, right? And for what? What made you think it would be a good idea to go after my omega and hurt him?" I ask calmly like in mot trying to end someone’s life.

He wails, and his head falls forward. His cock is red and blistered. I doubt it can withstand much more. Part of me wants to turn the lever up high enough because I know it will slice right through the thing. But we aren’t at that stage yet. Baby steps.

I hold the hose up and yank Angelo’s face backwards. I get into his face. "Your burnt dick should be the least of your concerns. I will fucking melt you if you don’t start talking and tell me what you did to Tyler."

"We clobbered him." he chokes out loudly.

"You want to be head of the Triple Triads so bad, yeah? You want to kill my family?"

His eyes drift shut and I let go of his hair and take a step back. I return the white cloud to his crotch and his eyes bulge out of their sockets like they are about to fall. He twists in front of me as shires tear out of him.

I lower the hose again then grab his face, holding it steady nose to nose with me again. "Tell me, why does he fear you so much? What did you do to him before?"

He is trying to put a front but now, he can’t because he is too frail for it. "Speak."

"I...I drugged him. I drugged him when I realized that he might be pregnant with my child. That was already bad enough as it was."

"And now you found out he’s still with the baby and decided to finish the job, no?" I squeeze his face harder. A pang of guilt hits me when I remember that it was just about the same time that he came from the hospital that I sent goons after him. I am an animal. Angelo is right. I won’t even begin to deny that because I truly am an animal. Tyler doesn’t deserve any of us. Even so, I’ll try to make it right for him.

"I...I’m sorry," he yells amid agonizing sobs. "I’m sorry Sasha, I didn’t ―"

I nod and step back, absorbing the information. When I told Miles to run a second background check on Tyler, he mentioned a woman who told him that Tyler was in the hospital before he went to live in the camp. He must have been recovering from Angelo’s attempt to kill him. How bad was it that he had to recover at the hospital? This means that he’s the sole reason for most if not all of Tyler’s suffering. Still, he went ahead to try and kill the one person that mattered to me. Denying Tyler the abortion was the perfect opportunity for him to go after Tyler, and I played a part in that.

"You’ll serve as an example to anyone who ever thinks of hurting my family," I say, returning the steam valve and pushing the lever into an off position. I drop the hose and peel off the gloves then grab a filet knife and stroll back to him again. "I’m gonna rip your fucking face off."

His lips tremble and for the first time, he doesn’t have a comeback.

I don’t give him a chance to imagine the hell I’m about to put him through before I slice into his face. He screams so loud that my eardrums hurt but I don’t care. I keep slicing around the perimeter of his face making sure to jab the knife hard under his skin just to sever the membranes below his skin. Once I have enough skin to grab, I rip the skin off the flesh beneath with one hand as the blade slides along inside, cutting as I go.

By the time I’m done, blood is pouring from his annihilated face and his whole body is trembling.

I hold up the skin for him to take a good look. "You should have known better than to touch my pregnant omega." I fling the skin over to the heap of Avi’s body parts and stride back to the steam valve. I put on the gloves over my bloody hands and push the lever al the way then grab the hose again.

I circle him and clamp a hand on his shoulder, speaking into his ear. "What was that you said about fucking my omega again?" I whisper. "You should have known better than to fuck with what’s mine."

"P...please, Sasha..."

I hear the plea in his voice but I don’t feel any pity. If anything, it only fuels my rage. I kick his legs apart and shove the hose far up in his ass with the steam and everything. His screams are inhuman and fucking music to my ears.

I walk away, leaving him hanging in the beams and letting the steam melt his organs as I head back upstairs. I find Eritrea still sitting on the bar top, smoking. She raises a brow and asks, "Is he dead?"

I still hear Angelo’s frantic screams muffled beneath the floorboards of the Magna. Soft music plays here on top. "Soon."

She nods. She’s had more than enough of her fair share of Angelo’s roughness that I’m sure she too, is glad. Good riddance. "Thank you." She says with a smile on her face. "I knew you’d be true to your word."

I nod curtly. "Always."

I take in a long drag of fresh air and close my eyes as I hold it in. I exhale slowly, glance at her then head out the door.

It’s time to go check up on Tyler.