Chapter 3: CHAPTER THREE:The Devil Who Rules Country B.
Alejandro's pov
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I sat and watched as my men tortured the bastard that stole from me, important information that could had affected my business if it went into the wrong hands.
The wrong hands being the Italian/Spanish mafia,it doesn't seem to bother me that Vladimir would stop at nothing to make sure that he had the control over the American Mafia.
I would love to see him try.
No,I have seen him try,not only him.Many more foolish human moguls that think through their ass and not through their brain that they stand a chance at eliminating me.
It was fun watching the way they clash, because of their endlessly greed for what doesn't belong to them.
Being the head of the underworld business and also the capo of the American Mafia, had given me more insight on how cunny, useless and self centered human beings were.
When I talk about Cunny,it was the fact that one could pretend to be your friend while standing right for you just because of the benefit that could come out of the friendship.
A reference was the man who my dad called his friend, Malcolm.That was the only thing that I knew about him.
His last name was something that i couldn't remember either ,since after the fire incident that left me traumatized and broken when i was a child.
It wasn't that entertaining to tell anyone one else when i had to open up about my childhood,my childhood experiences were anything but good.
Watching the entire house being lit up in flames to kill a fourteen year old,who knows anything about the conspiracy between my dad's assistant Malcolm, and my uncle and the entire shareholders of his company was something not worth talking about.
But i couldn't stop my mind from drifting away to that day.The day that i noticed how useless and self centered a human being was.I learned how greed played an important role in the downfall of men in the bible.
I wasn't much of a christian either, of course not i couldn't be even if i wanted to.I have done a lot of bad things that can not be forgiven by the son of God…if there was any that existed.
I could care less how doomed my soul is for the kind of life i choosed for myself,my mom would have loved seeing me grow up to be one amazing pianist.
She loved music , and I kind of inherited that too.But i knew there was absolutely no way i could get back to the people that took my parents away from me without soiling my hands dirty.
There was absolutely no way i could get justice for them either, because the whole system was corupted.Starting from the white house that somehow had a link to my parents demise.
That's why i sold my soul to the devil,and do you know what's funny?
he took me in wholeheartedly.
I won't lie or deny the fact that i have never been much happier about where i am today,it was something that would help in my plans in getting rid of the nemesis that turned me this way.
I would never be happy if i didn't avenge my parents death,i won't be satisfied in this focked up world if i don't paint the moon with the blood of those fools.
They don't know what's coming for them,and i loved it that they are oblivious to the fact that a hunt is about to start.
I am the hunter,and they all are the prey who am going to love taking each and everyone one of them down, Mercy would be the last thing on my mind once I'm done with them.
Their blood will flow like the rivers of Babylon,and i would relish in the fact that they are beneath me begging for their life,just the way my parents did when they killed them.
They will pray to whatsoever that it's out there to save them,but help won't find them because the devil has come to take back what belongs to him.
Nothing has been more fun to me,than seeing the life seeping out of everyone that thinks they can mess with me.
The satisfied feeling that i gets when i go on a hunting spree,was like a sweet melody to the ear of a singer.
I'm what everyone talks about daily, My name alone instills something which is more than fear in the hearts of men and i wants it that way.
My demons want it that way.They are in my head everyday waiting for the day to be released so that they can feed,and I wasn't very calm either.
I would rather be more powerful and feared,than to get weak and humiliated by those who think the world revolves around them.
But the game has changed now.The weak fourteen year old didn't die in that fire,he survived because he had a great destiny ahead of him.
Now he's back,much more stronger than any normal human being would ever be,and his name is reigning over the world just the way his mother would have loved.
I did it for her, Everyone knew my name.Not as the world renowned painist but as the devil who rules Country B.
No one would be spared once I'm done with my mission here,Not at all.But as i waited to hear from my men who had gone search of the fucker who was incharge of killing them.
The hitman who had been slipping right through my nose for many good years.I got the Information that he's in my turf,the motherfuvker knows no shit that his destiny was damned for walking into the lion's den willingly.
I have been waiting for years to hear the good news that he's being captured,Jim Lopez,the popular Hitman who does the dirty work in the underworks business.
My hands couldn't help but itch to soak it into his blood,but i had to restrain myself and not get my hopes too high so as not to get disappointed again.
But i had to put my trust in my right hand man, Juan.He promised not to disappoint me this time around with any bad news,he knew how eager i wanted to get my hands on that man.
Rumours had it that he left the system some years old,did he repented already?
Doing that doesn't erase his bad doing, because unlukily for him,I will be the karma that will fall on him once he gets him.
I will be the messiah that will help get rid of the bad men,who are wasting the oxygen on planet earth.
I'm ruthless,evil,I'm man's worst enemy.The evil that had father's locking their daughters away from my sight because I'm too alluring.
Dangerously alluring.
A sin.A taboo that couldn't have being made if they didn't took them alway from me,but there's nothing that can be fine anyway.
The hands of the clocks can't be changed,but i will change history by unleashing the wrath upon everyone that destroyed my life.
That's a promise from the devil, Alejandro Martinez.
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