Love Betting Lives

The Murder of Aland and Greisy Matteo

"Wh-Who are you?" Aland asked stammeringly.

Everyone didn't answer, it wasn't long before the sound of footsteps issued from the Derby shoes of a handsome and dashing man, now the 35-year-old man was standing right in front of the two.

Aland and Greisy's pupils widened so much. They recognized and even knew very well the authoritative man with a hard jaw who was now in front of them.

"Lo-Lord Drake?"

Aland's voice sounded so frightened. Don't ask Greisy, her heart seemed to have stopped beating.

Drake had a smirk on his face, looking down at the couple sitting in an embrace.

"What's going on, sir?" asked Aland with a confused face.

Drake remained silent. He moved his head slightly, ordering his guards to separate the two people. In a flash, the bodyguards had managed to bring Aland and Greisy kneeling on the floor with both hands held by the Adams family bodyguards.

Drake walked over to Aland. "Are you still asking what's wrong?" Drake asked back.

Aland who didn't understand could only put on a confused face.

"Don't play dumb Aland Matteo!" Drake snapped making Greisy jump in surprise, the woman's tears began to come out on their own.

Drake's sharp gaze was still directed at Aland. "Do you think I'm not aware of your foul plans with your beloved wife?" Drake said again.

"I don't-"

A hard punch hit Aland's cheek just as he was finishing his sentence.

Greisy screamed, seeing her husband suddenly hit. The clear water soaked the woman's cheeks even more.

Drake who saw that was now walking towards Greisy, Drake also squatted in front of Greisy while firmly gripping both cheeks of Aland's wife. "Do you want to play games with me?" asked Drake coldly.

Greisy who didn't understand chose to shake her head. There was no way she would dare to fight Drake Adams, a very famous mafia. By not fighting back, Greisy thought that Drake would be kind enough to let them go because Greisy didn't understand the reason behind the Adams family's attack on his family.

Drake released his grip, he continued to stare intently at Greisy while raising the corners of his lips.

"I'll finish off your husband first, then I'll make you catch up with him!" Drake bluffed and managed to make Greisy so shocked that his eyes almost jumped out.

"What did we do wrong, Mr. Drake?"

Aland ventured to ask as he looked at the mafia boss.

Drake's blood boiled with Aland's foolishness. The man was still unwilling to admit the mistake that got him into a situation involving his life that was now in the hands of the sadistic mobster.

Drake mercilessly punched Aland in the face repeatedly, he also kicked and choked Aland.

Fresh blood flowed from Aland's temples, nose, and mouth. Greisy who saw that screamed hysterically, begging Drake to stop beating Aland, her husband.

"Don't, sir!" pleaded Gresiy pleadingly.

Drake turned his head briefly.

"I beg you, don't beat my husband again! What's wrong, sir?" asked Greisy half-begging Drake because she didn't know the purpose of Drake coming to her house.

Drake ignored Greisy's cries and pleas. He continued to beat Aland until he was helplessly limp, even now fresh blood was coming out of Aland's ears.

"You still don't want to confess?" asked Drake angrily.

Aland, who was already helpless, tried to shake his head to answer the mafia chief's question.

"Alright, I'll tell you!" said Drake with a sardonic look directed at Aland and Greisy.

Drake put on a colder face than before. "You're working with Edric Oxley, that rotten human, right?" asked Drake while looking at Aland and Greisy in turn. "One more thing. You brazenly planned to kill my wife and child, Jeykey!" Drake snapped at the two with a booming voice.

Aland and Greisy were again stunned by Drake's loud voice.

"I have never met, let alone worked with Mr. Edric, Mr. Drake," Aland stammered while enduring the pain.

He didn't know what Drake meant by that.

Drake snorted in annoyance.

Greisy could only cry while continuing to plead and hoped that the owner of half the wealth in Italy and that part of Europe would have the mercy to let her husband go. She really couldn't bear to see her husband tormented like that in the hands of Drake and his men.

"Where are you taking my husband, sir?" she asked with a confused face as she raised her head to look at Drake.

Drake turned his head. "Dragging your beloved husband's body through the streets until it is torn apart. If necessary, I will separate the bones from his body!" replied Drake with a sardonic look.

Greisy put his hands together. "I beg you, sir, don't hurt my husband. We never cooperate with Mr. Edric!"

Greisy pleaded, begging Drake for mercy.

Drake was even more furious when he heard the defense that came out of Greisy's mouth.

"Stop lying, hey damn woman!" snapped Drake as he pointed at Greisy.

Greisy shook her head. "I'm not lying, sir. I'm telling the truth," Greisy replied as she continued to cry.

Drake approached and again cupped both of Greisy's cheeks. "Stop acting, or I'll kill you right now!" threatened Drake with an angry face.

Greisy shook his head in fear. "But I'm telling you the truth, sir. We have nothing to do with Mr. Edric,"

One hard slap Drake delivered to the woman in front of him because the man could no longer contain his emotions, so he cruelly landed his hand on Greisy's cheek, making the corner of the young woman's lip bleed.

Greisy could only grimace in pain.

Even though Drake has always emphasized to all his men not to hurt women and children, tonight the man's eyes darkened when his wife's life was threatened by a strange woman who Drake believed his wife, Emily had never hurt anyone.

Meanwhile, outside, Juan and some of Drake's bodyguards who had finished binding Aland's body came back in and told Drake that what the man had ordered them to do had been completed. Now it was up to their boss to complete his final task, as Drake had said earlier.

Drake grinned, he turned his body to step out, but before that Drake turned his body back towards Greisy and said, "Your husband is about to die!" said Drake with a hardened jaw.

Greisy shook her head again. "I beg you, sir. Don't kill my husband!" pleaded Greisy repeatedly. However, Drake ignored the mother of one's request.

Drake was now outside, his gaze like a predator ready to pounce on his prey as he looked at Aland who was already lying on the road with his hands tied to the rear bumper of the car.

"Sir, please let me go," Aland pleaded pleadingly.

Drake just stared with a flat face.

"I've never really met Mr. Edric, and I've never really worked with him either. Trust us, sir," continued Aland again trying to explain everything.

Drake squatted down in front of Aland and pulled Aland's hair roughly until the man's face rose.

"You better pray a lot, so that God can forgive your sins before you die!" Drake said coldly while shaking off the grip of hair in his hand.

Suddenly it made Aland's head hit the ground hard.

Without saying much Drake immediately got in and sat behind the steering wheel of his luxury car. He glanced at the rearview mirror, his face was so creepy with a smirk added to it.

"Welcome to your death, Aland. Foul human!" Drake monologued as he prepared to step on the gas pedal.

No need to count the time down, Drake drove the car at high speed. A cry of pain came out of Aland's mouth, all of Drake's bodyguards who saw it seemed deaf and instead threw a smile of happiness at the suffering Aland was feeling, while Juan was only silent and remained calm because he understood how cruel their boss was if he had revenge on his enemy.

As Drake turned the four-wheeler around, Aland's body continued to be dragged mercilessly. Fresh blood flowed along the road Drake traveled. Drake did this repeatedly until Aland's screams could no longer be heard, the body was like a leaf floating in the wind.

The man with the nickname Monster was satisfied and knew that Aland must be lifeless. He climbed down to make sure what he had in mind was clearer.

Sure enough, Aland's body was torn apart, even his face was half destroyed.