Mafia's bride

The road was too isolated, nothing and no one surrounded the long path and it was not only calming to see such a sight, no cars, no people around. And that sight could come off very brutally isolating as well. All alone on this road, was going by a black Mercedes, rushing its way through and piercing through the wind as it was racing against time. And the man inside knowing very well that he could not slow down anytime soon now, there was no possibility of this car to halt, not now and not until he had reached the destination he was meant to go to, and fast. “However the man inside of the car, he had a very determined look on his face, his large black eyes staring through the empty road, while those same eyes also held onto a certain rage inside of them as well. It has been like that since the day he became who he is today, a mafia Lord. A king in the name of Mafia Lord. And even now, he had the same rage and anger he had back then and it stayed that way, till this day, and not once did he ever want to let go of that anger ever again. It drove him and that was something the man needed. Right about this moment, he held his stare on to the rood while his grip on the wheel was tight right now and that was making his knuckles white. But it was just his anger that was making him do all of this. Never once did he stop rushing and was still speeding up at the most terrifying speed. There was no limit to this, that was surfacing, and whatever the number was, he did not seem to care one bit. But he was a determined man and right now someone has challenged his determination, challenged his faith and loyalty, challenged someone who was too close to him, too dear to him. And this time this Mafia lord wasn't just going to strike a deal and get out, but this time he was going to take something, do more than what was necessary, what was given and what was offered. “Where are they now?” A dangerously very thick voice came from it was so rough and rigid. “The ground floor, sir. Third building in the factory, and there is another layout there too, an isolated one that is too deep in to the facility. And they still have them captive right there. However, we did hear a few bullets shots that were fired, but we cannot hear anything more now.” A voice came from the other side of the phone, and it was one of the Mafia men that was instructing him about what he had to know. Immediately, The Mafia Lord looked down at his phone to see the GPS, and the red dot was pointing at where his location was and where he was supposed to go. Immediately he raised his eyes like a deadly lion staring right at its prey, ready to attack and only to kill. He looked right ahead, and right there he was heading towards the isolated factory which stood very proudly straight ahead of him, and he was going right towards it. However, as he glanced at the building right ahead from far away and it all seemed like no one was there for years, and it looked like it had aged many years now. Nevertheless, he did not want to stop right now and at that very moment he immediately stepped onto the gas and the grip on the steering wheel had gotten very tight and pressed onto the accelerator because he knew that there were many lives that depended on him getting there on time. The car speeded up and he was driving like he didn’t care about the world at all. However, right ahead of him he saw enormous locked gates and they were too large ones at that, too broad, broad black gates that should make him stop, but the car never seemed to slow now, not even for a second there, and it was like nothing was going to stop him at that moment though . And the black man started to make its way there and was only getting closer and closer and closer. And right then, immediately without any sort of warning, the Mafia Lord instantly rammed through the large gates, throwing them both all around the place and even in pieces. They had broken apart from each other as the metals crushed into metal and had now fallen everywhere. All over the place now, through out. However, that once silent and isolated factory that stood here, was now creating such loud noises and those noises echoing through out the empty building, building up and moving forward and going on. And now he knew very well that he had at the moment alerted a lot more people than he should have, and right now though, he did not care one bit, but he wanted to do this. He wanted to alarm everyone who was there, and whoever was there waiting for him to come and talk. This was his way to tell them that he had arrived and they had the right to know as well. Immediately, the lord noticed how ancient and old this factory looked. As he was driving to where the men were, he couldn’t help but look around the dead place. It was all very grey and brown everywhere and all sections and areas were all empty. Everywhere all he saw was rust forming. However, his eyes did not look away and not because he was admiring the view or anything like that, but rather, he was trying to find a way through, seeing what was around and if it was dangerous. And mostly, seeing as to where he should be going, making a turn. Seeing if there are men here, and if there were many of them surrounding him at the moment. He was seeing all his options and opportunities as his eyes glanced in all the directions and all over the place, trying to understand the map of this factory in his mind. Immediately he saw a small exit as he glanced back down at the GPS, then he saw he had to make a left turn and finally, here he was where he was supposed to be and, without wasting another second there, the Mafia Lord immediately turned his Mercedes left and immediately he stopped the car right there as he only saw a dead end that was right ahead of him. And as he halted, he sawwhat was right in front and that was when he noticed a were large two metal doors standing still, and it was only slightly open as well. He was immediate to understand that there were some people inside of this building right in front of him and it was definitely who he was searching for. Everyone must be inside, he was sure of that. And instantly, The Mafia Lord let go of the steering wheel, never once taking his devilish eyes off and away from the door ahead and quickly then he unlocked his car door and without wasting a second or so, he got out of the car as his enormously large frame stood there staring at the doors for a few seconds. The Lord then slowly button his black suit that was held onto by his broad shoulders. He was a large man, too large and not only was there a charismatic effort in him, but right now it all looked too dangerous because he was very dangerous. But all of that was covered up with what energy he brought with himself. He was one of the most feared man in the world, one of the most deadliest Mafia Lords, the name given to him. He was a king and that was not a joke. Not only did he behave like a king, look like a king, he was a king in every form of the way. But today, this Lord was challenged and he couldn't stand that there was someone questioning him and his words, most challenging his power and loyalty to the one he loves. Immediately, he shut the door behind him and had started making his way towards the entrance without waiting for any kind of a sign or without wasting another second standing there. The lord quickly stood right in front of the doors, looking it up and down and slowly he moved his hand forward, pushing the door open entirely, and it was done in such a swift way that the creecking of the metal and the drag was heard everywhere, and loud, too clear as well. However, immediately he felt a slight movement from inside as his eyes landed right in front of him and only to clearly see that there was complete darkness in front of him. However, as some time went by, he then saw large machinery that was covering the entire place and it was everywhere. But the darkness has covered up most of it, so much so that he could barely understand what was in front of him and also seen a few this as well. Nevertheless, he placed his right leg inside and then immediately started to walk into this new section and he didn’t care who was there, he didn’t fearless anyone as he never learnt to fear anything in this world, that was not for him. “Jude….” The Mafia Lord heard a very familiar voice, a voice that he absolutely hated and the fact that his name was called out from the disgust of a human. He was even more so ragged than he already was. All his anger that he had inside of him was now fuming, burning faster, turning bigger. Immediately, the Lord turned his head towards the right side of the factory. Seeing a lot more people there, people her knew and everyone was present right in front of him. And there he stood, the man Jude couldn’t stand, a man that had never learnt from his mistakes. And the man he despised the most. Who had no morals in his life, no principle and no value in his life or others, he was a scum to this land and now Jude was done with him, his men and his mess he was creating here. Immediately, the Lord then turned and stood straight staring right at them, glancing at everyone that was present in front of him and in this large room. However, along the side of the room, the windows were cracked open, making the natural sunlight fall right on top of everyone that was standing all around. And that was when he saw that they all were unarmed, but it did not mean that they did not have a weapon on them, they had them and he knew it. Although his eyes landed on another familiar face and he couldn’t miss it. There was a woman he had known for a long time, and she was there too. Completely tied up on a rusted chair and so were her legs, but her hands were tied back. He saw what they had done to her and he flinched at the sight that he was seeing, his hands fisted into a ball as he saw large and small cuts, bruises everywhere on her shoulders, arms, legs. Her eyes were red from crying and right then he very well knew what they had done to her. However, she couldn't see him, not looking like that and not in front of the man who was there to save her and her child that was right next to her. He was also tied up as well, but not beaten in anyway. However, Jude couldn’t help but notice his face though. He could read the kid very well, understanding that whatever he might have seen, mostly whatever had happened to his mother and father could have stunned him, shocked him even and that shock was still on his face. That eight-year-old kid looked dead as he stared down at the ground, not scared, afraid but rather just quiet, numb even. And this was an awful sight to see. But slowly Jude looked away from him and then looked up at the man who had a large grin on his face, smirking as he stood there with his one hand deep in his pocket and his other one had a largest gold and diamond chain and a large ciggar as well. His grey hair was falling right on top of his face as he glanced back at Jude. “The Lord, Mafia lord.” He called out his name once again as he stood right in front of him, but Jude was not saying one word to him, not yet. “I can't believe I am watching the king himself standing here right in front of me. It's such an honor, my lord.” He said acting as much as he could, as he then placed both of his hands on his chest. He was being very smug about it all. And slowly the old man then turned his expression to a skeptical one and now that look was stuck to his face. He then looked behind Jude and his smirk only grew wider, bigger. “The king did not bring his Army with him, I see. This is not like you at all, you always brought them everywhere with you, everywhere .” He asked, giving Jude a very confused look, while all Jude did was stare at him, not saying another word, but the old man, he wasn’t done yet. “I remember………….” the old man said smirking at him and shaking his head. “Now I remember that I myself told you not to get anyone or they all will die….. I remember everything now. I am sorry for the question.” He said to Jude, smiling softly, and at the same time there was also an innocent look on his face as well. However, Jude though, he was done with the act that this man was putting up. He could see right through him and this was when he final spoke up. “I am here now Vincent, let them go.” He said this in his rough voice, as it came out so harshly from his throat. Vincent though, he was struck by this. The man shut his eyes immediately once again placing his hands on his chest. “You have to stop now my lord, you calling out the name of a small peasant like me. It makes me so happy, but please. Realizing that the lord knows my name is truly a surreal moment for me.” He said being as dramatic as ever, but then right there he stopped as well. "You know that one thing I love about you Jude?. Although including many things I love about you. Do you know what it is?.” Vincent asked, looking back at the Mafia however Jude said nothing. "I adore the fact that you never break a promise." He said Jude who was unmoving at that moment, only his eyes training along with Vincent. The lion’s eyes staring at a dead man. “I love the fact that you make a promise and there is honor in it. You never break the word you have made to your people and that is something I love about you. And not even to your enemies as well. We are all treated with respect by you. And honestly Jude, I adore that about you. A true man of his word.” He said, but then suddenly Vincent’s smile slowly dropped and a smirk started to form on his face yet again and immediately. And right Jude knew there was something wrong. “But you know what, I am not like you and I wish I was like you Jude, but that is not the truth here.” He said walking slightly away from Jude and walking towards the girl who was still weeping and shaking massively. It was heart breaking to watch and yet he did. However, while this was all happening, Jude immediately started to watch Vincent’s every move, seeing her getting close to Mila and Mila had started to panicking and was backing away from him, and now closer to her son trying to protect him as well. “Mila.” Jude said calling out her name and immediately Mila was alarmed to hear her name called out and by him. In her soul and mind, she immediately felt safer like this. And she immediately turned to look up towards him as she linked her eyes on his and the moment she did so, Jude nodded his head telling her to calm down a bit and that it well all be fine, and over in time, he was here already. And he was not going to let anything happen to her and her family anymore. Nevertheless, she did understand all of that very clearly and she knew that the second she heard Jude’s voice, that was evident in every way possible. But whatever it was right now, her shivering body wouldn't stop doing so, she do not have any control over her own self and it was painful for her as well but moreover, he was uncontrollable as well. Nevertheless, she nodded her head, understanding him to well and stayed there. “You know what Jude, I have something for you.” Vincent said immediately as he walked a little closer to her and suddenly, he then bending down immediately grabbed onto something that Jude couldn’t see from where he stood. And right then Vincent started to drag something towards Jude or at least he was trying to. Jude never took his eyes off as he saw Vincent doing something and it was taking him a lot of effort to do it. But Vincent refused to ask for help from anyone, or any man standing around him. Jude, on the other hand, looked down when he saw two arms being dragged and with Vincent's tight grip on them. Now Jude immediately knew what was happening here. This time his fist clenched tighter into a ball, and almost immediately it seemed like his nails were digging deep into his skin and now into his flesh as there he saw a man he had come to save, the man who has been with him all his life and who had worked with him loyally. Worked with his family, worked with his father, now here he was, dead. Only his lifeless body stayed, brutally murdered, beaten. Jude looked all over his body, all around, and there he saw all those stabs he received, places he was shot. And anything they could have done to him, with him they did it all. Jude very well knew that this man died slowly. His last moments were long and painful and went on and on until he couldn’t take anymore of any of the torture. He took it for his family only. However, Jude saw large cut on his throat understanding that it could have been the reason for his final goodbye to this world. It was too deep of a cut. Although, his body was a little blue now, and that was indicating it had been a while since his death. Mila, on the other hand, couldn't help but look down at her husband’s body weeping over it over and over again, her hiccups being heard loud enough, but the child right next to her he showed no emotions at all and that yet again concerned Jude. However, Jude, on the other hand, he slowly raised his head up glaring in the most vicious way and right at Vincent, only to see his smile growing now. “Are you feeling hurt now my lord?.” Vincent asked him, looking a little worried as a small frown was formed on the old man’s forehead. Nevertheless, he slowly letting out a small huff right then as he looked down at the man. “I honestly wish I could say that he went peacefully, but that would be a lie. And I know how much you hate it when people lie.” He said in the more sympathetic way as Mila right then let out a small cry cutting him off and her weep echoed throughout the room, making Vincent shut his eyes in irritation. “SHUT UP………….” He yelled at Mila, scaring her in all her will, and making her fall back on her chair in pure fear that he might hurt her or her son, and that was more frightening to her as she placed her hand immediately on her son's hand, making sure he wasn't afraid and making sure she took the hit as she always did. But at what just happened, Jude’s breath got heavy this time, and at everything that he had noticed right now, Jude was taking it all in. Slowly, Vincent turned back to him, fixing his tie and wiping the sweat off his neck, settling himself before Jude. “I am so sorry about that, some people don’t know how to behave in front of guest I guess. But if she would stay here longer, we all could teach her a few things here and there.” Vincent said turning back to him as a small chuckle left his breath but right now Jude was losing it bad. “But you know what, I had to do all this. This all…. everything you are seeing here, it all had to happen. You cannot really blame me for any of this.” The old man said, justifying everything he did to this family. “I mean Jude, you took away my business, you took away that small, very tiny deal I had with Sillas. It was mine. I knew he thought you everything about this business and I understand that he is like like a father to you.. But I am sorry to say, he is not your father. Sillas was just your fathers friend, brother and now you take up everything from others and for your family only. It’s not fair because this is my job as well, and you took that away from me again, and gave it all to, all that project to someone else, someone more worthy, is what you thought?” He asked. “You gave it to him.” He said pointing at the dead man and at his friend that once was here with Jude. “I understand you wanting to keep business at home. I understand your need on doing business with your own people, but you cannot take such a big deal away from me and my life. You took it away from me like it was nothing at all.” He said and now Vincent looked too pissed off. “Of course you know that I cannot touch you, but at least I can touch them.” He said turning around. “But you don't have to worry about me anymore. Because now I have a bigger project now. With someone else, someone who is as powerful as you or is getting there at least.” He said smirking as Jude very well knew what he was talking about. “However, that is the reason why you are here, I have no fear of you anymore and that is quite liberating really. However, now I have a stronger hand on my head and now there is nothing you can do to me and about what I did here with them.” He said turning back to Jude. “Or whatever I will do in the future. So now you can take them all with you." He said looking back down at the dead body. "This man here deserves a funeral. And she deserves a medical help and I am sure that kid over there will just killed himself in a few years.” He let out, feeling very proud with all of his work that he did here, all he messed he made. And slowly he started to shake his head, a sad look plasted on his face. “So many lives destroyed.” He let out, softly clapping his hand and a little distressed. But right then, suddenly there was the biggest smile on his face. He had no remorse at all. “Jude………….” Mila called out his name and all Jude heard was a small whisper coming out of her. Slowly the Mafia lord looked away from Vincent and back at her, just to see she was tired, done. “Jude please…….. let’s go…..” She said slowly, looking back up at him, and this time her voice went through his heart and through his chest, understanding as to what he had to do for his brother and his family.