?Blood And Wine ?
Chapter 14
?Pedro’s point of view?
They say that we live in the darkness, but they don’t know the darkness lived in me. I savored it, the empty spaces, the dark rooms, the silence.
I sat there, listening to the show thumping of my black heart, beating in my che-st. While I downed myself in a bottle of whiskey.
It was my usual ritual, everyday after work. Lock myself in my lonely house, inside my room, put off the lights, loos£ned my tie and sat in the darkness drinking alcohol.
Until her….
The first day I saw her dancing, whining her w@!st and that smooth skin. She was the reason I went to the club everyday, my eyes racking throu-gh every p@rt of her b©dy. I wanted to have her for myself, I nee-ded to have her.
So I s£nt my men to do a background check on her and I found out her parents were poor, being the coward I was I told her I wanted her and I was going to take care of her family.
Because I knew that was the only way I could get her, no one was going to willingly agree to be my wife, I was as-sociated with blood, killing, drugs and danger. Nothing good c@m£ out of me. No
one could fall in love with me.
When she agreed, for the first time in my life I smiled, and the heaviness in my heart was lifted a little. Someone had agreed to be with me forever, even though I knew it was because I was
helping her family.
It was ok. As far as I didnt go to an empty house everyday.
I was tired of it, tired of sittng in that brooding darkness, lost in thought, and buried in the nightmares of my past.
I knew she didn’t like me, she always looked at me with a sad face, she never smiled, she never danced. Just sat there, staring at the wall.
Two weeks after, we married, I had left it low because of the enemies I had. I didn’t want anyone to come near her, I didn’t want to loose her. I couldn’t loose her.
Even on our wedding, she didn’t smile at me, and my heart was sad. She wasn’t happy with me, she didn’t want to be with me. But I was too selfish to let her go.
She was mine! And mine forever!
I showered her with a lot of gifts, clothes, shoes, make up. Everything a woman nee-ded I got it for her, but she never smiled.
A year pas-sed, I wanted a child. But I couldn’t tell her that, she was alre-ady sad with me here, I didn’t want to ask for anymore, having her just slee-ping next to me, watching the slight rise and fall of her brea-st, and those smooth skin un-der my blanket. Just an inch away from me. It was ok.
As long as she was by my side, I wasn’t going to take her against her will. But she never smiled.
Another year breezed by, and I noticed her getting hostile, she started to scream at me, blaming me for everything, accusing me for taking her away from her family. I did t say anything, instead I buried myself with work to avoid her, I stayed away. I was going to give her space, the space she nee-ded. When I returned late at night, I found her slee-ping on my be-d, so tem-pted by her beauty, her smooth olive skin, I wanted to t©uçh her. I brou-ght my hand to her face feeling the smoothness
of her skin, getting drun!kat the feel of her in my palms. I wanted more, I wanted to t©uçh her in other places. But then she stirred, and I j£rk my hand away.
I didn’t want her to know I t©uçhed her, because if she did she would start to feel threatened that I was going to sleep with her. I didn’t want her to think that way, I controlled myself, I kept it locked in. I only allowed myself to t©uçh her face when she was de-eply in sleep. That was enough, but even then she didn’t smile at me.
I didn’t care, as far as she was always by my side, in this big house. I was fine with it. It was enough.
Another year pas-sed and things bec@m£ worse, I realized I hadn’t gotten her anything for our wedding, so I went to one of the most expensive sto-res and got us a n£¢klace, matching n£¢klaces, one that signified she was the key to my heart. So many times I wanted to tell her how I
felt.
I wanted to tell her I loved her, because I really did. But I was too much of a coward, she didn’t love me, it was visible in her eyes, she never looked at me like I was the world to her, no she looked at me with pure hatred, like I was the cause of all her problems. I was the one who took her away from the lvstful gaze of wicked men, and I helped her parents. But she didn’t find a place in her heart to love me.
But I loved her, she was the only person I had loved ap@rt from my mother. She was the centre of my world, she was my light in the darkness I buried in me. She was my everything.
So I instead of confessing to her, I gave her the n£¢klace, but I did to let her see my heart with the keyhole I felt if she saw it she would know I love her, and I might scare her away.
She didn’t love me, but at least she stayed with me.
Another year pas-sed, and it was getting ha-rder to control my S-xual urges. So I stayed late at work, I didn’t want to be near her so I wouldn’t have in to my temptations, I drank more often, I took some drugs to help me numb my emotions.
I had gotten home that day, and she had been angry again, she rained curses at me, she called me a monster, a beast.
I was not a monster!
I fv¢king brou-ght you out from that hellhole! If it wasn’t for me your mom would have been dead, and your father fighting for the crumbs of food falling from people’s mouth!
I remember the anger that c@m£ flooding throu-gh my veins that night, together with the alcohol and drugs. I couldn’t help it.
That was the first time I layed hands on my beautiful Amaya, that was the day my heart shattered.
At first I didn’t remember it.
I didn’t know what I had done. Until I had sat in the darkness again.
The darkness never failed to remind me of that day, like I said, it tormented me, and brou-ght pains to my heart.
It was the darkness after all, it lived in me.
?Blood And Wine ?
Chapter 15
?Sebastian’s point of view?
“Two of the most expensive clubs downtown was attacked last night, seven of our men are dead. Three injured, ten women were taken”
I paced around my office, anger boiling in my veins. Pedro was alre-ady getting closer, burning our clubs and Killing my men. It was enough to make my blood boil.
The worst p@rt was that we hadn’t even captured anyof his men, they were very careful to avoid the security c@m£ras, they were fast and welll calculated. If I wasn’t so sure of my men I’ll say
someone was giving them information. Because they knew exactly which route to follow so I wouldn’t get them. They avoided the tra-ps.
“fv¢k!!” I shouted, pu-lling my hair before slamming my fist to the table.
“The men are getting scared, some of them have lost their women. They are angry, as well as scared” Rafael said, and I pinned him with a glare, but he didn’t flin-ch.
He brother stood close to him. Both void of emotions, watching me with calculating eyes, as if I’ll attack them now. Especially Andres, there was a way he watched me.
“Where are we with Pedro’s wife?”
“According to my research, Pedro went to one of his clubs frequently to watch a dancer. str!pper, whatever. But he went there because of her. There were a free pictures of Pedro in the club watching her, a very few media carried the news to avoid them being sued by him. But every
picture of her dancing is dark. We couldn’t identify her face. We think she’s the one. That’s the closest Pedro has been to any woman”
“Considering he’s dangerous, most women tend to avoid him” Daniel said, nodding his head.
“I was thinking we should s£nd a few spies to the club to find information on her” Rafael said.
Andres turned to his brother with wi-de eyes.
“Are you fv¢king crazy? Pedro would kill you if he found out who you are!” Andres shouted. Eyes flaring with anger.
“He’s right. Pedro would torture you to give him any information you have” Daniel said.
But I watched. There was something going on with Andres.
“Does it look like I’m scared of a little torture ? In case you didn’t know, I was abused all my life. Especially by Pedro, so if going there un-dercover to find his bit-ch of a wife is the only way to make him pay for what he’s done. Then I’ll gladly give him the gun to b!ow my fv¢king heads off” Rafael said, glaring when Daniel opened his mouth to speak
Andres walked to him, gripping his brother’s shi-t and shouted at his face. “You’re not fv¢king going anywhere! Do you fv¢king hear me!”
For the first time in a long time, I swore I saw emotions swirling in their eyes. Andres was sad, his eyes softening as he shouted at his brother.
“Pedro has brou-ght nothing but harm to all of us. We nee-d to find her, and kill her before before he hurts anyone else”
“You don’t have to” Andres said, resting his head on his brother’s shoulders, drawing a de-ep breath.
“Why can’t we just hack in thier security system here, and find out all we nee-d to about her” I finally spoke up, watching the twins show emotions for the first time time was tearing me ap@rt.
And I had grown accustomed to them. I didn’t want any of them to die. It was too dangerous.
“Their security is too ti-ght. It would take days. And we don’t have days”
“Rafael I think you should think about this” Daniel said, coming to stand between the brothers.
Rafael cast his eyes down, before looking a his brother, who was having a tough time shoving down his emotions.
“There’s nothing to think about, I have to do this. For me” Then he held his brother’s hand. “For us. Pedro killed our parents, and he kept us locked up with torture . He has to pay for what he’s done”
“St©p! Just st©p it alre-ady! I’m not loosing you. No matter what! You’re not going anywhere!”
Andres shouted, before turning to meet my gaze. “You have to tell him not to go anywhere!”
I couldn’t. There was no way I was going to tell Rafael not to go. It was his decision, a very stupid but smart decision. Because we couldn’t sit here waiting for information to reach us. We had to go
out there and find out what we nee-ded to know.
“He’s together Andres” He pinned me with a deadly glare but I ignored it. “We can’t keep running around like chickens with our heads cutoff. We have to find out all we nee-d about Pedro’s wife. Because that’s the only way we would ever win this war brewing between us. Killing her would automatically kill Pedro. And we are alre-ady loosing, I can’t loose more men. We have to let Rafael go”
“What the fv¢k are you talking about?! He’s my brother! You have no right” Andres roared taking a step towards me.
“And I’m the fv¢king drug Lord here! If I say we s£nd him in. He goes fv¢king in! Don’t you ever raise your fv¢king voice at me again, or I promise that’s the last words you’ll ever say!
I glared at him menacingly, and his muscles twitched, he was probably thinking of ways to kill me in that sick
mind of his.
“What about your bit-ch huh? We don’t know anything about her. For all we know she could be his wife. Because I vividly remember her arriving the exact time Pedro’s wife got missing, and besides
she’s a dancer. Now tell me the almighty drug Lord. Haven’t you thought of it. Or you’ve been too busy fv¢king her!”
I growled before slamming my fist to Andres face, blood oozed out from his mouth as he went crashing to the floor Immediately. I didn’t st©p there, I continued grinding his face in with my fist.
Amaya was good. She was scared, she ran away from.her abusive father. She had been throu-gh a lot. It was just a coincidence she got here the exact time Pedro’s wife got missing.
And there were many dancers out there. She was just one of them. Amaya was innocent, sweet and loving. She had warmed my heart. She was nothing like Pedro. She was beautiful, calm and
amazing. There were no words to describe her. A beautiful flower who was abused by her father, she was no where as-sociated with Pedro.
By the time I was finished with Andres, o stood in from him. Watching him choke on his blood. My face void of emotions, my veins flooded with h0t lava. I turned to Daniel who was watching with wi-de eyes, feet planted to the ground.
Rafael was finding it ha-rd to breathe, his anger surfacing. I didn’t care. No one trash talked Amaya. Andres was just angry his brother was leaving on a dangerous path and was trying to
avoid it by turning the blame on Amaya.
“You’ll go to Pedro’s territory and find out all we nee-d to know about his wife, and end this once and for all with her head on a spike outside his door”
Tbc