Matched to the Mafia (Seeking Curves) by Jenika Snow

Author:Jenika Snow [Snow, Jenika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jenika Snow
Published: 2021-09-13T16:00:00+00:00

9

Enzo

I stepped through the open doorway in the rundown warehouse The Family used for less savory endeavors that needed handling.

Several of my men were already in the room, their stances easygoing, even if there was fierce desire for bloodshed in their eyes.

A few more soldiers followed behind me. Normally, there were only a couple of men around during the interrogation and torture of an enemy, but I supposed tonight was special, seeing as I’d be taking part in the fun.

I zeroed in on Mario. He was already sitting, his feet tied with rope to the legs of the wooden chair, his hands secured behind him. He had a swollen lip, and his left eye was closed and black and blue, dried blood smeared along the side of his face.

Francisco stood behind Mario, a grin on his face. I was pretty sure I’d never met a human more sadistic than Francisco, and even if it wasn’t my style of delivering pain when it wasn’t due, Francisco got off on it.

I stopped in front of Mario, who at this point had his head tipped back and his one good eye trained right on me. I said nothing as I uncuffed the left sleeve of my shirt and started slowly rolling it up my forearm, my focus never leaving him. I could feel the tension radiate throughout the room, my soldiers shifting from foot to foot, their excitement over what was to come saturating the air.

“Mario.” I said his name slowly as I undid the cuff of my other sleeve, focusing on rolling the crisp, expensive material up. “You’ve caused us quite a bit of trouble.”

When both my sleeves were above my elbows, I glanced up at him then. I looked at the rust-colored blood that had dried to a caked-on smear across his face, the fresh red, viscous fluid still dripping out of the wounds that marred his lip and above his eye.

“I should’ve changed my shirt,” I murmured absentmindedly and looked down at my white Oxford. “It’s going to be stained.” My voice was monotone, void of any emotion. Because I felt none at this moment.

A few of my soldiers cleared their throats, maybe getting the sense that although outwardly I was collected and calm, inside, I was brutal and would show no mercy.

“Nothing to say?” I said again when Mario kept quiet. He shifted on the seat as much as he could since being restrained, the old, wooden chair rattling against the ground from the uneven legs.

“What can I say, Capo?”

I tilted my head to the side. “Capo? I’m not your capo, not anymore.” I let those words hang between us for long moments. “You lost the right to tie yourself to The Family when you betrayed us, Mario. You didn’t care that I was your capo when you decided to turn, to do unsavory tasks behind our backs.” I slowly grinned. “And you actually thought you could get away with it.” I let a low laugh spill from me, which had a few of the other men chuckling in return.

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