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Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 87

Luca’s POV

“Where the fuck are your bosses?” I asked in a quiet voice and he pointed towards the direction of the house immediately, his eyes focusing on any other place but on my eyes.

Of course he’d put his boss out in the blink of an eye, pathetic bunch of people.

I remembered him the moment I settled my eyes on his face, moments ago. He was the dude that had come out from the main house to tell me that there was nobody in the house and that I was most definitely at the wrong house, and by the amount of force he was using in trembling in my arms, I’d say that he has a right cause to be trembling obviously afraid, because I was extremely pissed at this moment.

“Do you know what you’re going to do for me?” I asked in a low voice and waited as he shook his head immediately in reply, which made me jerk him around a couple of times before steadying him with a firm grip on his shirt which was in a tight grip in my right hand.

“You’re going to go in there, and you’re going to go call out your bosses, and you’re going to lure them out to come out here.” I explained to him and watched as he nodded his head immediately, his eyes starting to tear up when I squeezed the shirt even harder and noticed how it tightened up on his throat for a few seconds before I slowly proceeded to release my extremely tight hold on him.

“Did you get what I had just said, you moron?” I said to him in a low voice, jerking hum around a couple of time for emphasis and he nodded his head super fast, making me snort a little as I suddenly released my hold on his shirt and watched as he fell on the ground immediately, because I was literally holding his whole body up with my grip on his shirt.

He groaned quietly for a second as he got up from the ground and stood before me, trembling and staring pointedly at the ground.

“They’re not supposed to know we’re here, until they come out here themselves and find out that way, do you understand?” I started to say again and he nodded his head instantly, his head moving really sharp and fast.

“If you go in there and tell them about this plan which we’ve just made together, do you know what I am going to do to you?” I asked him quietly, my voice going even lower and I watched as he took a shaky step backwards, tears leaking out of his eyes as he started to shake his head immediately, his eyes moving from different parts of my body, but never landing on my face.

“You’re to go in as stubly as you can, and the most stubly you can act before them once you go in there, they must not suspect a thing, do you fucking understand?” I repeated myself, slowly closing the distance between us by taking small steps towards him until only a little gap separated us, as well as our different layers of clothes.

“Yes, y- yes sir,” he stuttered out on a sharp breath and when i sudden dropped my hand on his shoulder and used my grip on him to jerk him forward, a panicked cry flew out of his mouth– but it died down in his throat almost immediately, as soon as his brain snapped back into places and he remembered the situation he was currently in.

“Do you know what I am going to do to you if you screw this up for me?” I demanded in a low voice, moving my hand away from his shoulder to place it on the back of his throat.

I moved my fingers and placed my two fingers on the most sensitive points of his throats and then his eyes widened immediately, because he knew what I was doing and also knew that he could be out faster than a light in the very next moment, if I decide to strike in those spots, this very moment.

“No s- sir,” He replied in a small shaky voice, his eyes widening even more and more tears start to leak from his eyes when I started to slowly press into those spots with my thumb and index finger while my face was in the blankest expression.

“And when we come into there, do you know what’s going to happen?” I continued once again and watched as he shook his head immediately.

“Make use of your fucking tongue, you moron.” I said to him immediately and watched as he jolted and his eyes widened instantly before he managed to stutter out a reply, his hands moving nervously and restlessly at his sides.

“I’d come in there and end all of you. Every one of you.” I said to him in a low voice, slowly picking out each word and in that way, placing even more emphasis on the complete meaning of that sentence and his eyes widened once again, and I watched as he took a shaky step back.

“Understood?” I demanded and he nodded his head in reply, and I watched as he scrambled to push out a reply from between his lips in the very next second, as soon as he remembered how I had asked him to make use of his words, some moments ago.

“Now go, your five minutes is starting to count right now.” I said to him as he nodded his head and turned around immediately as he started to make his way towards the corner of the house, he paused in his tracked and turned around to apologized for making use of his head movements instead of his words– before turning back around once again, and completely making his way out of sight, disappearing into the corner of the house.

“Well, that went really well.” I heard James' voice sound from the back of where he was currently standing and I puffed out a deep breath, lifting my hand up to push my hair out of my face before starting to turn around until I was facing James.

“Indeed, it went well.” I agreed after a moment, turning my head around to glance at the front of the house, trying to see if there’s a way for me to see if there was some people who were currently peeping from the only window which was in the front of the house, facing this exact direction which we were standing in.

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