A quick introduction about myself will be good.

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I'm Luca Maranzano. Capo dei capi of the Italian Mafia world, every other capos, dons, and underbosses from other Italian mafia family falls under my protection and they are at my service, ready to sacrifice their lives for me, fully loyal men and women. In our Group we train both men and women equally. But to the world I'm the most successful businessman in Italy, most eligible bachelor, the most wet dream of every woman. wink

Tonight we are in on an important mission, to end the one who has been tampering with the last bit of my patience and that fucker was getting on fucking my nerves.

Nero Fucking Gallo, that fucker was messing with my shipments and Leo has now tracked his basement after a week. Nico had come up with the blueprint of his base and it has got three floors. It's just a matter of time before I fucking skin him alive. Well, I guess, now it's time for some action.

"Nico, be alert, there is some movements in the second floor." I altered Nico.

"Roger that Capo dei capi" he replied mocking me. I can literally feel him smirking at me.

"Can you just be serious, for at least a damn minute, Nico??" I asked him to which he just smirked.

After five minutes...

"Second floor is cleared, Capo. But I think I found something you might find interesting, come fast dude." I walked towards the second floor only to discover a secret door in the very corner of the library room, which led to an underground platform.

"Common, let's see what he has got underneath the basement. Maybe it's where he has stocked the drugs and arms. And be on alert." I told Nico.

We walked downstairs carefully, always full on alert as possible. First I thought it to be an escape route, which would help him in case of emergencies. But it wasn't. There were lot of cells, bloodied ones, underground. Every cell was empty except one in the very end.

We walked towards the cell to see a person tied up to the roof, hanging, blood was dripping down. I wasn't sure if it was a man or woman, seeing from afar, but one thing was damn clear, Nero has fucking tortured the person for long enough to bleed him/her like this. But I guess it's a man 'cause woman can't handle all these torture.

Nico fired a bullet to the keyhole which was used to lock the cell to unlock it. We walked closer to see the unfortunate person, sure that he/she would be dead, by the amount of blood lost.

Upon a closer look of examination I understood that it was a woman. Blood was dripping from her head. Blood smeared all over her face, it was blocking my way from seeing her face. Her hands were pretty bruised, there were lot many scars. Her hair was bloody and she must have long hair, by the way which it was tied back in a bun, it must have been tied before she was taken by that fucker. The darkness in the basement was making it difficult to see her without entering the cell.

I felt a breath, a pulse, sure enough she was alive.

"Pli bone mortigu min kiam vi povas, mi ne estas iu, kiu forgesas ion, aĉulo."

(Better kill me when you can, I'm not someone who forgets anything, bastard).

The woman spoke in Esperanto language. That sounds so sexy. Her dark mystique aura might sent chills to other men, but not me. Quite a sweet voice but there was a raspiness in her voice. It might be from the torture.

"Mi ne estas li, Red."

(I'm not him, Red).

Opps... I know the language...  My mother has Esperian Origins. She was the one who taught me.

It didn't took a minute for me to reply to her, the reply came very naturally from my mouth. She smirked. I could clearly see that, even when she couldn't open her eyes, and was battling death, that woman was goddam strong. And that pretty little mouth, the blood smeared makes it fucking lick able, shit, what was I thinking. Guess I've lost my mind.

"Ne gravas min, kiu diable vi estas. Vi ne ricevos eĉ unu informon de mi."

(I don't care who the hell you are. You won't get a single piece of information from me.)

She spoke, her voice brought me out of my trance. Then suddenly she just blacked out, I could feel it as her breathing slowed.

"Nico inform Amelia to be ready at my penthouse, we are taking her with us."

I pointed to the woman. Nico and Leo untied her and set her free. She was covered in blood and maybe that's why I nick named her Red. But I liked it, it's the first time in my life that a woman has caught my attention. But whom to say, she doesn't even bat an eye on me.

After half an hour, we reached my penthouse, Amelia was all ready to treat my little prisoner. Shit.

Red was taken to a room next to mine. Amelia was doing every single thing in her power to save Red. After two whole hours Amelia came out.

"Capo, the girl has lost a lot of blood. I'm quite surprised that she has survived for this long, she is pretty strong. From all the wound analysis and health reports most of her wounds were made months back, and wasn't even cleaned. From what Nico told me, she is a fighter to make it to this length. About the analysis, hmm... she has got four broken ribs, it will take about three months for her recovery, the nerves to both of her hands are having a damage, but there is nothing to worry, the left part of her head has got an injury and has got some internal bleeding it's like someone has hit her in her head in using a heavy metal, but the injury is not too deep to cause some serious problems, her face is swollen from all the beatings, the ligament of her right angle is displaced." She told me.

Her analysis made all of us eye widening.

Red has suffered a great deal in the hands of Nero Fucking Gallo. I felt my blood boiling. Why? Why did that fucker treat her so cruelly??? Why?? I was puzzled myself.

"How long" I asked her.

"Six months to heal all her injuries, but she might be mentally traumatised. She is fighting for her life, and has got a strong desire to live. Now it's up to her when to wake up." Amelia told me.

For the last couple of weeks, I've been trying to find more about Red, but it was all useless, like she was a ghost, no information on her was found, mainly because I haven't got her name. The only thing I know about her was that she spoke Esperanto.

Grace, my maid gave Red a clean up, and I should say, she's very beautiful. Her brownish black hair, which regained its natural appearance after a hair bath, thanks to Grace, who took care of her, while she  was in a coma. I stayed with her every night, assuring myself that she was fucking safe, in my penthouse, in my presence.

It's been six months, most of Red's injuries were healed but she hasn't woke up. Still there was no informations about her. Amelia told me that Red's body is fighting her way back to survival, that may be that's why she's still in a coma. I stood by her bed when I saw her shifting uncomfortably in her bed. She was sweating profusely. When I was about to call Amelia, Red caught my hand in her struggle.

"Sam" she shouted.

WTF is happening, why is she screaming some other fuckers name. Anger spread through me. Who the fuck is he??? Jealousy sprouted in me, while thinking about other man's touch on my Red. Her grip on my hand tightened. Suddenly she opened her eyes, and I saw it, her deep chestnut eyes for the very first time. And I was fucking sure that I've fallen for her. I was totally whipped for her. The anger I felt before a minute was completely gone now that I saw her deep chestnut eyes.