Third person's POV
Somewhere in Italy, in an abandoned building, the first operation of the Maledetto Inferno child trafficking was about to begin its operation. Children from far and near were being abducted for the sole reason for selling them to Rich men for their personal sex slave.
There in the building, armed men returned back from their little trip with different children between the ages of 6-16. It was indeed a horrific sight! Leandro Armani was seen seated at a room he used as an office for the main time until he accumulated the right amount of funds he needed to gain back his lost power.
He sat by a huge wooden desk, making several calls and conversing with two wealthy men who eyed two girls about the age of 14 who were barely dressed. Their clothes were in tatters because of the torment they went through in the hands of Leandro Armani.
They made their offer in thousands of Euros but the ex don wasn't willing to accept their pitiful offer. He raised the stakes to 15million Euros each. Now that was a huge sum of money. It wasn't a problem for this men. They weren't quite happy with the prices but had no choice but to write a check for 15million Euros to the ex don.
They were sorely afraid of him and wanted the girls for their sexual slavery. Once they handed him the checks, he grinned wickedly and hollered for three men to get the girls ready for their new owner.
The girls were in tears as they where unwillingly dragged out from the presence of Leandro Armani with the two influential men walking behind them, eyeing their asses like sex deranged animals.
When he was alone again, Leandro straightened himself on the chair and began to make calculations of his sale. So far, his account contained millions and billions of Euros and Dollars. His plans was slowly coming into action.
He couldn't wait to unleash the long awaited war he had brewing behind the scenes. He was going to conquer the world and trample upon his enemies.
That thought alone made his smile to widen! He opened the cooler next to him and brought out a glass of champagne to celebrate his big win. His plans were slowly falling into place.
Another room in the building, two of Leandro's men were seen dragging Leonardo and Eleonora into the room full of kids as they cried to be taken back to their parents.
"Shut up you scummy little brat." The hooded man shouted and slapped Nora hard across the cheeks. She screamed so loud and continued to cry as blood oozed out from the small cut on her cheek.
"Hey! Don't you dare touch my sister." Leonardo defended his sister and attempted to land a hard punch to his stomach but sadly, the man was too strong for him. The punch felt like a light tap to the man who laughed tauntingly with an evil glint in his eyes.
"You're so weak, you little brat. Be thankful that I have a lot of patience if not, I would have put a bullet through your —AHHH!!" The man screamed in pain, alerting the attention of the other men scattered around the room. He glared hard at the little girl who had a smug look on her face. Her kick was surprisingly so powerful to his groin.
He almost buckled over and fell to his knees but his companion grabbed his arm to steady him.
"You little bitch!" He goes to stab her with a small pocket knife but another of his companion stopped him.
"These kids are the big boss special project. Don't you dare touch them or we all die." He warned in a cold tone. The rest of them shivered in fear of the thought of getting brutally murdered by the Big Boss. The man glared at his companion and marched out angrily.
Another of Leandro's men led the twins to their evil grandfather who seemed pleased at the sight of them.
"Hey kids! Do you know who I am?" Leandro asked in a sickening sweet voice that felt like poison to the human ears. The naive children were caught off guard by the gentleness in which he spoke to them. They might be little kids but they weren't fooled by his act. It felt strange to them that the other men treated them like shit but this particular one was being oddly nice.
They didn't respond.
It angered the ex don because he demanded attention but he took a deep breath to calm the raging storm forming in his chest.
"Well, I am your grandfather. Feel free to call me grandad." He told them with a maniacal smile. The children still weren't fooled.
"Take us back to our parents." Leonardo demanded. He seemed to be the brave one among them and his twin sister's protector. He didn't mind about his age at all. He was willing to get them out of there at all cost. He was seven for fucks sake!
Then a man strolled into Leandro's office, flashing him death glares that didn't bother the ex don at all. He grinned mischievously at the enraged look on the man's face and lit up a cigarette, enjoying the show a little too much.
"You fucking bastard. Why did you kidnap Sienna's children? They are little for fucks sake. Don't you have a heart?" The man raged. He didn't like where Leandro's plan was heading. He might hate Sienna more than anything in his life but he wasn't a heartless monster. He assumed the kids were too young for all this shit.
He just didn't want the situation to escalate further and lead to someone loosing their life. The man was starting to feel guilty about all of this.
"Relax, Armando. These are the children of your arch nemesis. This is your ultimate chance to exert your revenge." Leandro blows out a puff of smoke and moved the gun with his fingers to the edge of the desk for Armando to grab. "Kill them, Armando. Don't miss this opportunity."
Armando Mancini was conflicted as he stared at the terrified children and back at the gun. He didn't want to kill them. The kids were nothing but innocent and he would be fucking heartless to actually shoot them.
He reached for the gun and the old man grinned wickedly like he always does and drank the bottle of champagne he opened a few minutes ago. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for, to exert his revenge on Sienna.
Armando aimed the gun at the kids who hugged themselves tightly with tears running down their cheeks. His fingers shook at the trigger. He just... couldn't. His parents didn't raise him to be evil and heartless like the ex don himself. He didn't want to be that kind of person.
Then Armando directed the gun at Leandro Armani. Normally, we would be expecting him to cower in fear and beg for mercy but that wasn't Leandro Armani. The man could look death in the eye and actually wrestle with him for his life.
Fear wasn't built in his heart. That's if he had a heart. He was just evil and nothing could change that.
The old man actually laughs out loud like what Armando was about to do was so fucking funny. Perhaps it was. The two men standing by the door like guards marched forward to apprehend him. Leandro raised his hand to stop them and they hesitantly returned back to their position.
"If you know you have the guts, shoot me. Face me like a man, bambino." He stood up and walked towards Armando, the gun pressed to his chest as he continued to smoke his cigarette with a smirk.
Armando was frozen to the spot. His fingers touched the trigger, waiting for his body to cooperate with him and just shoot the blasted fucker already.
"You're such a pussy just like your dead father." Leandro Armani leered at him and returned back to his seat. It's like he knew the poor guy couldn't do it.
"I'm not a killer like you," Armando eventually said, throwing the gun to the floor and storming out of the room in angry stride, ignoring the loud demented laughter of the ex don.
Several minutes later, the twins were locked up in a prison cell along with a bunch of other kids who looked battered and bruised. Leonardo led his sister to the corner of the room where they sat on the cold hard floor.
"Stop crying, Nora. Mom and dad will find us soon." Leonardo reassured his sister who cried helplessly on his shoulders with his arm draped around her body. Tears were gathered in his tears but he didn't let them fall. He couldn't cry now that his sister needed him the most.
He was like his father in so many ways. They both reasoned irrationally when they got angry and always want to comfort others around them, ignoring the fact that they were hurting inside as well.
Right from the day they were born, they were always joined by the hip. They might banter a lot but deep down, they were each other's strength and couldn't do without the other. They had a deep bond that could never be severed.
"Don't cry, little girl. Listen to your brother." A girl sitting next to them beckoned to her. She had faded scars around her body and some looked fresh with blood oozing out from it. She seemed to have been there for a very long time.
Nora sniffles and pulled away from her brother, "Who are you?"
The poor girl smiled with a bright look in his eyes that could never get dim no matter the hard times she passed through.
"My name is Nina." She answered, "What's yours?"
"I'm Nora and this is my twin brother, Leo." Nora introduced shyly. She wasn't much of an extrovert like her twin brother. They both had unique personalities that differed from the other. Nora was the fragile one among them and that's why Leo tended to protect her at all cost.
"I can see that. You both look alike. Your parents must be very proud." Nina said, meaning every word, but there was a certain sadness that bloomed in her heart at the mention of that word.
Nora was on the verge of tears again at the thought of her parents. Leo hugged her closer to him and said to Nina, "Yeah they are. What about yours?"
Nina looked away for a second with a saddened look in her eyes, rolling her bruised lip between her teeth, "They gave me away years ago to this bad people and I've been here ever since. The rich men refused to have me as their slave which I greatly appreciate. If we stayed longer here without anyone to buy us, they would kill us."
The twins flinched at her words. The thought of never seeing their parents again made their heart clench in pain. "How old are you?" Leo asked, running his fingers through his sister's hair as she let out heavy breaths.
"I'm 10 years old. What about you?"
"We're 7." Leo responded just as the gate of the prison cell opened to reveal three hefty men. They marched towards three girls and a boy who cried as they were being dragged out of the cell, probably about to get sold.
The twins winced at the sight and hoped in their hearts they wouldn't be next. They were antsy for their parents to find them. Being in that place longer than they should made them very frightened. Once they successfully got the children out, the door was slammed shut behind them and their footsteps and the cries of the innocent children resounded through the thick walls.
What a horrible thing to watch!
"Don't worry. I'm sure your parents are loosing their shit trying to find you." The girl tried to reassure them.
"But what about you?" Nora questioned, lifting her head up from her brother's shoulder just the slightest bit to gaze at Nina who struggled to answer the question.
"There's no hope for me." She whispered, chewing at the inside of her cheek to prevent tears from rolling down her cheek. Nina had given up hope of ever escaping. She was the only child of her parents who hated her from the day she was born.
Leandro Armani paid a large of sum of money to her parents who happily gave her away. She had been with him for 4 years and would be killed soon if she kept getting rejected by the rich men.
Nina would occasionally get raped by some of Leandro's men who took pleasure in violating the little girl. She cried every night because of the pain but they only laughed and touched her in her private places.
Nina couldn't bring herself to tell the twins about all what she had been through in the hands of Leandro Armani. She wanted to preserve their innocence.
"I'm sure there's hope for you, Nina." Leonardo assured with a smile.
Suddenly, the door to the cell opened. Armando Mancini stepped in with an expressionless emotion on his face. What he was about to do was bound to get him in trouble but he didn't give a fuck. He had to do this for his own peace of mind and for the safety of the twins.
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Shits are about to get real, babes.
The conversation between Leandro Armani and Sienna's father that happened in the previous chapter would be revealed in the next chapter. It's a very important aspect of the story.
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Yeah, you're right, Leandro Armani is a sick twisted psycho maniac. He deserves to rot in hell.
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