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We are going to read about our monster’s POV!😂😂

Who is excited? Let’s find out what is in his heart without any delay...

There are chances for grammatical mistakes.....

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The blood curling scream of that rat echoed through the walls of the basement, resulting in the flow of relief throughout my veins.

He cried while cradling his right hand whose third finger had been chopped off by my men. Blood continued to flow out of his wounds. His whole appearance had been matted with blood, his own blood.

He tried to catch his breath as his tears mixed with his blood. His whole body was covered in injuries, courtesy to my men.

He had been working for me from the last 2 years and had been selling information about my business to my biggest rival, , under my nose. He thought that he could get away without being caught after betraying me. But, he had forgotten, with whom he was messing with. Nothing escaped my eyes.

I had my suspicions on him since a long time and I was waiting for the best time to clutch him, which happened to be last night. He was giving information to one of his acquaintances through a burner phone, when one of my trusted men caught him red-handed and dragged him here. Since then, he had been tortured.

The one thing which was unforgivable to me was . I could never stand traitors and he knew that. It was the first thing my men were taught, when they took an oath to work for me. And the only punishment for it was And, he was going to get one.

I was the king of Mafia, also feared by the name I had not earned the title for nothing. Time by time, I had proved my worth for it.

Another scream of his, brought my attention back to him. He had been stabbed on his calf.

Raising my hand, I commanded, “Fermare.”

(Stop)

It was enough for that day. I didn’t want to kill him at once. I wanted him to beg me to grant him an easy death. I wanted to set an example to everyone out there, who wanted to betray me. I wanted to show them, what I did with the traitors, and how they couldn’t escape me.

I got up from my seat and discarded my white button down, which had blood spots, from torturing that rat.

I was heading towards the door when Ricci caught up with me and asked, “La incontrerai?”

(Are you going to meet her?)

Ricci was one of my most trusted men, close to a best friend, to be specific. His father had been working for my grandfather since his teenage years, and he followed his suit.

I shook my head and replied, “No! È notte fonda. Ho già detto a Francesca di informala che l’avrei incontrata a colazione, domani mattina.”

(Nah! It’s late night. I have already told Francesca to inform her that I would meet her at the breakfast table, tomorrow morning.)

“Così finalmente il re convince la sua regina a domarlo.” he remarked.

(So, finally the king got his queen to tame him.)

I corrected him, “I diavoli non vengono domati.”

(Devils don’t get tamed.)

Winking at me, he spoke, “Ah! Ma l’amore può fare la sua magia su chiunque.”

(Ah! But love can do it’s magic on anyone.)

I scoffed at him, “Stai dimenticando che non ho un cuore da amare.”

(You are forgetting that I don’t have a heart to love.)

Saying him that, I stormed out of the basement and went towards the elevator, which led me to my mansion. Very few people knew that I had a basement inside my mansion.

Francesca saw me making my way out of the elevator and asked if I would like to have my dinner. I nodded at her and asked, “Dov’è lei? Ha mangiato?”

(Where is she? Did she eat?)

She replied, “Si è ritirata per la notte. Mi ha detto che aveva mangiato sull’aereo e non aveva fame.”

(She has retired for the night. She told me that she had eaten on the plane and was not hungry.)

I queried her, “L’hai information che l’avrei incontrata domani mattina, vero?”

(You have informed her about me meeting her tomorrow morning, right?)

She nodded, “Sì, Ermanno.”

(Yes, Ermanno.)

I told her, “Tutto apposto! Tornerò dopo una doccia. Puoi apparecchiare la tavola per il momento.”

(Alright! I will be back after a shower. You can set the table for the time being.)

Francesca was like a mother figure to me. My parents were murdered in an ambush when I was 3 and my nonno had raised me since then. And whenever he was out for ‘the business’, which was quite often, Francesca used to take care of me. That was the reason she was allowed to call me by my name, a way to express my gratitude to her. She had always cared for me like a mother.

(Nonno - grandpa)

I went to my room and headed for the shower. My thoughts went towards the girl sleeping in the room across mine, ; granddaughter of Leonardo Romano.

I had been informed since a very small age around 6, that I was betrothed to her by nonno. It was a proposal made by her grandfather which my nonno readily accepted. After that, Leonardo was killed in some ambush and his son and his family left the underworld to lead some peaceful life, away from all the dangers.

What a coward he was! I wonder how his daughter would be. I didn’t want my wife to be a weakling or a coward. I hated scaredy cats. She must know how to protect herself. Afterall, she was going to become my queen, the queen of the underworld. Her life would be in danger all the time.

It must not had helped her being brought up like a normal girl. Only if her father had manned up a little and stayed back, she would have been trained all her life for the position she was going to take.

I had been kept in dark about the girl with whom I was betrothed. Nothing was told to me about whom I was tied down to, because it was nonno’s wish. He thought that I would definitely hunt down her family and haul the girl here to train her the cruel ways of my world, to make her worthy enough for me.

It was true to some extents. So, he had already ordered everyone out there, not to slip any information about her or her family to me. And, they knew better than to defy him.

According to him, he had promised her father, Silvano Romanno that he would let them lead a normal life for a limited period of time, without any interference. And, he was adhering to his promise.

Only yesterday, I got to know about her, but I had yet to see how she looked. Not that I cared!

Being the king, I had the power to refuse the betrothal. No one would dare to raise any questions at me. Afterall, they loved their lives too much. But, I didn’t want to break the promise made by my nonno to her grandfather. Because nonno is known to be steadfast on his promises in the Mafia and I didn’t want to ruin his reputation. Afterall, promises were valued more than life in the Mafia.

I turned off the shower and quickly dried myself. I got dressed into sweats and a t-shirt and went downstairs. Dinner was already laid out on the table. Francesca served me and I quickly ate it. I was too tired.

After that, I came to my room and made some urgent phone calls. Then, I retired for the night.

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Next morning, I got ready for the day and went to the dining room. As much as I wanted to avoid meeting a bimbo, I knew I could not refuse to do it; direct orders from nonno. I sighed.

I had better things to do! When I reached there, Francesca was placing breakfast on the table along with the other maids.

I asked her, “Where is she? Hasn’t she woken up till now?”

She replied, “I will go and check upon her.”

I grumbled, “Just tell her to be here already. I hate waiting.”

Nodding, she left from there. How lazy that girl was! Even after being informed that I would be meeting her, she was not here. I guess she was too lazy for a morning person. But that didn’t excuse her for defying my orders. She must learn to follow each and every word of mine, in every condition. I took out my phone from my pant pocket and started going through the mails.

Francesca came back and informed me that she was coming in 10 minutes. I nodded at her.

I was busy in my phone, when I heard the sound of footsteps. I turned around only to freeze on my spot.

At that moment, I realised that even I had a heart and it could also beat.

‘I knew then, that I was a goner!’

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Hello my lovely readers!

How was the chapter?

How was Ermanno’s character?

The beast has met his beauty. What do you think?

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