Mafia Men: Nikolai's Inferno - Chapter 106: Chapter 106

-Evangeline.
A loud knocking on the door startled me, I immediately ran to it. Dante stood outside as pale as a ghost.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Enzo..." he breathed out heavily, "He had lost his mind."
A cold wave embalmed me, "What do you mean?"
"He will kill him, that Lorenzo guy. He will fucking die, boss."
Frustration and anger enveloped my whole body in a second, "Is he crazy?! I told him not to touch Lorenzo."
I ran to the elevator with Dante running behind me. We got in and I slammed the button repeatedly to get down. "What was he thinking?! WHAT THE FUCK WAS HE THINKING?! I TOLD HIM NOT TO FUCKING TOUCH HIM!"
I pulled at my hair as I watched the numbers slowly go down. The doors slid open and I ran out, striding down the stairs to get to the basement.
I slammed the door to Lorenzo's cell open and my mouth dropped to the floor with horror. From head to toe, Lorenzo was drenched in blood.
I glared at Enzo as he faced me, dripping from Lorenzo's blood. "He is really hard to break..." he laughed.
My heart pounded furiously as I panted, feeling like I was about to explode. My muscles tightened, my face flushed, and my blood seemed to be boiling. Anxiety flooded me as I remembered what I had just told Nikolai; he'd flip his lid if he saw Lorenzo like this. He will lose his mind, he will not rest until he kills Enzo.
I ran to Lorenzo's aid and cupped his bloodied face. "Lorenzo..."
He opened his blood-filled eyes, shaking his head, "I didn't rape her, Mrs. Costello."
I immediately started to untie Lorenzo, pulling at the ropes, Dante came beside me and helped me with it. The second the ropes snapped free, Lorenzo's hard, bloodied, heavy body slumped over mine.
I wrapped my arms around his waist and rose to my feet, "I got you, Lorenzo, It's going to be fine. I know you didn't rape her."
He lightly groaned in pain it was almost inaudible, he was not giving Enzo the satisfaction that he had hurt him bad.
"Dante, he needs medical attention!"
Dante nodded, walking Lorenzo to a room upstairs and asking one of the other men to get help. I took off Lorenzo's shoes, and his jacket; he was losing so much blood, if it went on like this, he'd definitely lose consciousness.
Lorenzo raised his hand and with a finger, he wiped off a tear from my cheek, I didn't even realize that I was crying, "I heard what you said to him earlier" he coughed, "I have a sharp hearing... I will tell him," he coughed some more, swallowing the blood that bubbled up from his throat, "I will tell Niko that you didn't do this to me, don't worry..."
"Lorenzo..."
"But I will kill him..." he trailed off.
I knew who he was talking about, he was talking about Enzo. Enzo just dug up his own grave, God, I didn't know what to do.
"You will be fine, Lorenzo."
He laughed, shaking his head, "I know I will be, the second Niko gets here..." saying that he laughed some more.
Two of the doctors and a couple of nurses entered and I stepped back. All the while the doctors and nurses tended to his wounds, Lorenzo kept looking at me with impassive eyes, the kind of stare that unnerved
me.
I stayed in the room for an hour, watching everything closely. Dante stood in the other corner, he kept fidgeting. Doctors sedated Lorenzo and left after they were done, prescribing a shit load of painkillers to help with the pain and the swelling all over his body.
Enzo had not only to beat him up with a wooden bat but he had also cut his skin deliberately from the places he'd bleed more.
Dante faced me after the doctors went out, "What now?"
"I told Nikolai that he was unharmed, I was trying to make him sign the divorce papers in exchange for Lorenzo. If he saw this..." I pointed toward unconscious Lorenzo laying on the bed, "He will kill Enzo, he is a vengeful man. You have no idea what he is capable of!"
"What do you suggest we do?"
"We wait, we delay as much as we can. Nikolai can't see him, let Lorenzo heal first."
"It could take a month..."
Irritation surged up inside of me. Enzo just couldn't give me the respect of obeying my direct orders, he just couldn't. I know Uncle Luca was still the one who gave all the orders but after him, the only Moretti was me! If he had listened to me, we wouldn't have been in this mess, "Honestly, Dante, I don't have a fucking idea what we will do but Enzo is fucking dead!"
Dante nodded, "Why don't you calm down, get a good night's sleep, and then we'll figure something out in the morning..."
I nodded dismissively and glanced at myself in the mirror. I was covered with blood, my white shirt looked straight out of some kind of horror movie. I blew out a breath and walked out of the room.
"Stay here with him, restrain him. Even though he is injured, he is still capable of hurting you."
He nodded, "Okay..."
I went into the elevator and rested my back against a wall as it slowly rode up. My hands were riddled with blood, and so were my clothes. I massaged my temples as a headache crept up.
With a slight ding, the elevator door opened and I walked to my suite. Enzo's door had bloody handprints all over it makes my blood boil. I gritted my teeth, I have no idea what was his problem. He just couldn't stomach that I was going to be the head of a family after Uncle Luca. 2
I opened my door and stepped into the room, locking it from the inside and spinning around. My heart stopped and fear coursed through my veins as I spotted Nikolai leaning against the wall in front of me, all dressed up in a smart suit.
Our eyes met and I inhaled sharply.
A hint of a smile pulled over his lips, "Please, tell me, it's not Lorenzo's blood."
I parted my lips, looking around to see where he had broken into this time, "It's not Lorenzo's blood."
"Good... now where is he?"
I gave my head a shake, lifting a shoulder. "I have no idea. I don't have him..."
"Oh, don't give me those tricks, you little minx. The only thing keeping this building from being blasted into a thousand pieces is the fact that you live in it."
I faced him, keeping my face as impassive as I could, "I don't have him. He left hours ago."
He smiled, pushing himself off the wall and taking slow steps toward me, "My men have been surveying this building day and night, they saw your boyfriend and his brother, taking Lorenzo inside but he never came back out, so, baby girl, don't make this difficult for yourself. I really don't want to make you cry. Where is Lorenzo?"
I stuck my nose in the air, giving him an arrogant look. "I don't see the signed divorce papers in your hands. No divorce, no Lorenzo-that is if I had him," I stepped around him and strode to my bedroom with hurried steps. I could feel him following me but I didn't look back.
I grabbed some comfortable clothes and walked to the bathroom, to take a shower. I reeked of Lorenzo's blood.
The bathroom door slammed open, I looked over my shoulder to see Nikolai leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Get out, I need to take a shower."
"Nothing I haven't seen before..." he answered in a cocky manner.
I rolled my eyes and slid out of my pants, I was sure he could get a clear view of my ass. I took off my bloodied shirt along with the bra and finally stepped out of my underwear; discarding all of my clothes on the
floor.
I went into the glass shower cabin and turned the shower on, setting it to hot. After only a few seconds, the glass fogged up, blocking his view of my shower.
As I ran my slick, wet fingers through my hair, I felt a sudden chill as the glass door opened and closed and he stepped inside. The tiny shower space felt hot and cramped with the presence of us both, it suddenly felt so confined, fiery and so heated...