Page 47 of Marco DeLuca


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Luca struggles to catch his breath as he coughs and sputters. It takes a while before he finally gets it together long enough to stagger off the board. Once he’s steady on his feet, I hit him with a right cross knocking him off balance, but he doesn’t fall. I quickly follow that up with a left hook before I lose my mind and begin to bash the shit out of him.

Luca goes down, and I beat him until his face is bloody and unrecognizable. Only then do I snatch him to his feet and shove him against the wall.

“You were my friend!” I spit out.

Trust doesn’t come easily for me and neither does making friends. I have many business associates and even more men who kiss my ass because of who I am, but I don’t have friends. Aside from my brothers, Luca was the only person I allowed close to my life.

We’ve been best friends since our youth, and I’ve trusted him with almost everything in my life. I guess that wasn’t enough for him because the greedy bastard betrayed me.

“You fucked her!”

“You screwed over her,” he moans. I punch him in the gut and watch him crumple.

It takes a minute, but he gets to his feet again.

“She loved you, and she was a good girl. She just wanted to be loved, Marco. That’s what I gave her...love,” he spits out.

A swift blow to his head and he’s on his knees.

“Don’t. You. Fucking. Talk. About. Her!” I grit as kick after kick lands on his ribs with each word.

Carmine and Paolo lift Luca to his feet again and look to me for more instructions. I step closer, leaving barely enough breathing room between Luca and me.

“I trusted you, muthafucka! Would’ve given you the world! Anything you asked for, but not my wife.”

“Why, DeLuca? You didn’t fucking want her!”

“She was mine!” I growl and headbutt him.

“Mine!” I roar and punch him in the chest.

He mutters something I can barely hear.

“Say it again, muthafucka!” I shout.

“Mi dispiace,” he apologizes repeatedly.

“You’re not sorry. You left your sorry fucking seed inside of her! She was carrying your child not mine! And she tried to pass it off as mine! You know how much I wanted a son! You know that should have been my child!”

“How...how do you know?” he slurs, looking at me through one partially closed eye and spitting blood from his mouth. The other eye has already swollen shut.

I glance back at Ermes and hold out a hand. He reaches into his briefcase and pulls out the document. Snatching it from his hand, I shove it into his face.

“Your filthy DNA says so,” I growl in his ear.

He shifts terrified eyes my way. Tears fill them, and the man I once loved like a brother means shit to me now.

“She was willing to raise him as yours...she knew what it meant to you!” he cries.

“And you’re such a sack of shit you’d allow another man to claim your seed!” I spit at his feet. “Ain’t that a bitch?”

I hit him in the ribs again, stepping back and rolling up my sleeves.

“Take his shirt off and strap him to the board!” I order.

The men know that once my work is done tonight, they’ll clean this place up and take Luca’s remains to be burnt and disposed of in the Mediterranean.

My men do as I say as I remove the Italian loafers on my feet and begin removing my clothes until I’m down to my underwear. Gino hands me a white hazmat suit and booties which I don in no time.

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