Chapter 13
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"What shall we do to him, Sire?" his right-hand man had lost all of his patience upon seeing the lousy attack and could easily trace the perpetrator of the crime. He had just... embarrassed his master. And he couldn't stop himself from the bloodlust to kill him.
"Grandma doesn't want to kill him," he sighed, "She said that doing so would start an unreasonable war. My, my... what should I do?" he clasped his hands and drank the expensive brandy in front of his hands.
Adelaide is a commoner. There's no mistaking that... and his grandma was skeptical at first. She had just grown to like her.
"Let's just do it the other way..." Crimson offered, "You know, Baht can make it look like an accident,"
"Are you an i***t? The matriarch said not to kill him," he crossed his arms, "But that doesn't mean we couldn't take an arm or an eye, right?"
"Haha! You sure are a savage!" Crimson remarks, "Well, he deserved it anyway. That man dares to destroy the Boss's special day..." that changed his calm demeanor into a scared and full of bloodlust.
They are extremely loyal to Damien and have been with him since he was a child.
Crimson is an orphan whom he picked up in one of his operations, while Baht is an old man of his late father. It was common for them to die young, so those who get to grow old in the mafia are extremely powerful or just lucky.
"No..." he clasped his hands, "Our top priority is to rescue Adelaide..." even though he did not know what was happening to him, and when it came to Adelaide, he had grown disoriented and undecisive.
"Then we take an arm?"
"An eye for an eye."
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The operation is ruthless. Despite many of his warnings, it seems that the spoiled and i***t only child of the Dominguez will not listen. Damien is fascinated by that...
Is he really an i***t?
He asked himself while setting up the pistol he is assembling. He had lost all of his patience, plus he broke the rule of the mafia. He abducted her future wife.
"Let's go," a signal,
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