Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince (Savage Mafia Empire)

17. Luca

Chapter seventeen

Luca

I am losing every ounce of control with Gianna as my prisoner.

She has no idea how crazy she drives me. How hard it’s getting to stop myself from easing into the man she once knew.

I’m never letting her get to know that part of me again. A double-crossing liar gets only revenge from me.

This, what we did last time ?and the times before that? is just sex. That’s it… I’m not letting my dick come between me and my plans.

My eyes roam around the crowded club from the VIP section as I look at the strippers dancing on poles. They are clad in sexy lingerie, showing lots of skin in areas I would love to bury my face into.

My fingers trace the rim of the glass in my hand as I watch one lady in particular, her body swaying melodiously to the sound of the music blasting out of the speakers. She winks at me as I raise the glass to my lips and take a sip.

Her eyes don’t leave mine as she watches me drink. Her black dress is revealing, with her cleavage on display. She has a smoky look with bold lipstick that makes her look so fucking hot.

As I signal to Sterling to move closer to me, he bends to listen to me clearly as the club grows louder. “Tell her to meet me in the bathroom now.” I point to the lady and rise to my feet, making my way to the bathroom.

She enters almost immediately as I get there, but she’s not alone.

“ Figlio di puttana .” Giovanni grunts through gritted teeth.

Fuck . How is he alive?

I thought I had ended the bastard. His face is pale, and his beard is outgrown. His hair is fuller and needs a cut. Above his superficial look, the anger emanating from his being is commendable, but of course, all these charades don’t intimidate me in the slightest. I’m out for their blood.

“You don’t stay dead?”

“Leave,” he instructs the dancer.

She pops a piece of gum as she stares at me for a moment before leaving Giovanni and me.

“Fuckhead!” Giovanni comes at me with a fist.

I dodge it the moment he tries to connect it to my face, returning a punch to his side.

He grunts and pushes me backward. Giovanni rams me to the tiled walls.

My back hits the walls hard, causing me to groan.

Shit .

He throws heavy punches on my face with no second to give me the upper hand. Infuriated by his nasty blows, I kick him in the groin.

“Ahhhh... fuck.”

I take his shoulder as he cowers in pain, driving him forcefully to the sink. The ceramic breaks in half and crashes to the ground in an instant.

Giovanni grunts.

I’ll kill him and make sure he is dead this time.

He coughs out blood as I deliver punches to his abdomen.

“I'm going to kill you for good this time.”

Giovanni counters a punch and sends me to the ground with a rod, hitting my head.

Fuck, that hurt .

He kneels over my body and thrusts heavy blows at my face.

“Son of a bitch!” My fingers search for anything on the floor to free myself from him. It takes a moment to find a broken piece of ceramic.

He yells as I drive a sharp edge into his thighs. I push him hard and he staggers to the back. My mouth is stained with blood. I’m going to fuck him up.

“Betrayer.” My knees feel weak as I pull myself up to my feet. The ache in my head is fucking a lot. Like a bang that’s not stopping soon. I cover the gap between us with a furious attack on him.

He falls to the ground as I thrust my shoulder blade into his abdomen. He yells in pain.

Music to my ears.

Blood splatters from his mouth as I strike him in the face with my heel. I hover over his body, delivering multiple blows to his face.

I’ll make him pay.

My knuckles burst as I grunt hard, yelling curses followed by frustrated punches. “You fucking betrayer.” I’m panting harder, weakened by my hits.

Giovanni’s face is laced with bruises covered with blood. He connects his fist to my jaw in a swift move as I try to catch my breath.

I stagger and fall on my back after I hit a wall. Never had I thought I’d be killing my fucking best friend or making him bleed from my fist.

Giovanni spits out blood. “Ahhhh…fuck.”

I stand to my feet quickly and take his shoulder as he cowers in pain, driving him to the sink. The second bowl of ceramic breaks into half and crashes to the ground in an instant.

Giovanni grunts.

He coughs out more blood as I deliver punches to his abdomen.

“I'm going to kill you.”

Giovanni counters a punch and sends me to the ground with a pipe he yanked out from the sink fixture, hitting my head. Water begins to spill into the room. He kneels over my body and thrusts heavy blows to my face.

The top button of his shirt is opened and I spot the wound mark on his chest. The same spot I had shot him. I can’t feel my face with his fists connecting in the most vicious manner.

“ Bastardo !”

I give him some space as I crawl away from his reach. The sleeves of my dark blue shirt are now a crimson red as I wipe off my blood on them.

“Only one of us is getting out of here alive,” Giovanni grunts as he pulls out the broken piece.

I’m exhausted; this was not how I planned my bathroom break to go.

“Then you’ll never get to see your sister.”

His expression changes for a moment. It’s more anger as he glares at me with those intense eyes. They remind me of Gianna’s. If he had any doubt that I had his sister, I’m sure that’s been cleared up now and replaced by the rage rooted deep in his eyes.

“You fucking bastard! Where is she?” He tries to come at me again with his fists already balled.

“You kill me and she dies as well. So you better make the right decision now.”

He stops in his tracks with his teeth clenched as he pants with his mouth open. “Where is she?”

“Gianna...” I pull myself slowly from the ground. “Gianna is my prisoner,” I say with a wicked grin as I wipe off some fresh blood from the corner of my lips.

Giovanni stares at me, helpless and furious, but he doesn’t make any stupid moves. He loves Gianna way too much to put her life in danger. She is the perfect bait.

He drops his balled fists to his sides and he leaps further away from me.

“Good choice.”

“What do you fucking want? You name it and it’s fucking yours. Just let go of Anna.”

I watch him grip a fistful of his shirt and squeeze the side of his chest. The injury must still hurt.

“All I want is to watch your family suffer like you made mine suffer. I’m not stopping until I have killed every one of you.”

Giovanni rests his back on the wall with an expression filled with pain in his eyes.

“Salvatore is next.” I leave for the door, gripping its handle. “I won’t be making any mistakes now! I’ll kill him for good and take over his business.”

Giovanni hisses roughly but doesn’t dare to make any move as I walk out of the room, slamming the door shut.

He survived this one because I got fucking distracted by some pussy. My bad. I’m not letting him survive our next encounter.