Lorenzo Armani the former King of this Kingdom, was standing on his balcony seeing the view of the entire Sicily. A place he ruled for many years mercilessly, now cries of innocent are like taking pleasure in the sound of his favourite melody which soothes his ears. Killing is a hobby for him it makes his inner self satisfy. He loves to feed on the flesh of innocents. Whatever he did he thinks it is how it should be done but is he right about it?
Lorenzo smiled proudly remembering all his crimes, he turned back and went inside a room. He sat on the chair right next to a bed and said nothing just clenched his fist in an antagonistic manner a bright smile on his face, a psychiatric smile.
"Hmm, are you happy now? Did you alleviate? I am being the ruler of Sicily. Of all the actions I performed for this Kingdom, none were for me. YOU MADE ME DO IT, EACH AND EVERY CRIME I DID." Lorenzo said saying the last words loudly while darkening his gaze and his tone like a depth of a deep down the ocean.
"Really? Or was it your vain desires you followed?" The man said sarcastically and cackled at Lorenzo's disturbed personality.
"Did you forget what you did? Let me remind you then, of the reason that Francisco did this....."
[Night when Mr Francisco died]
The office was vast and well-ornate divided into two divisions. It had elevated ceilings, chocolate brown solid and carved bookshelves that were the panels of this room, this room had two bright and crystal hanging, splendid chandeliers hanging elegantly in each portion and Iranian red carpets lined up along the wooden floor. The second portion was the corner of this gigantic Palace, so the huge windows running along the left wall gave a stunning view of the Sicilian Mountains on whose foot was the shore of the Mediterranean Sea. Brown, long, leather sofas rested in front of the windows of each division. The first division was of Lorenzo's elder brother Laureno and the second one was of Lorenzo himself, both were decorated the same. No difference was in the offices but a massive difference in the personalities of both.
Laureno was more soft-hearted than Lorenzo and more considerate and responsible too. People used to stand equally supportive of him, they didn't fear him at all. Lorenzo was envious of his own brother's popularity and power which made him reach the extremes.
"Why don't you understand me?" Lorenzo ten years younger questioned his brother.
"What should I understand there is nothing left now," Laureno replied in a gruff tone.
"Do you believe them over me?" Lorenzo asked.
"It's not that who I believe it's you whom I know the truth of," Laureno said and glared at Lorenzo.
"Brother-" Laureno tried to explain himself.
"Lorenzo, you were the one who told Giovanni about my conference in the theatre right? " Laureno stared right into Lorenzo's eyes with rage.
"I-"
"Do you know how many people died because of you? Do you have any idea huh? Are you still a fourteen-year boy?" Laureno asked Lorenzo in a lowered voice.
"What?" Lorenzo's eyes widened.
"I ignored that mistake of yours but we both know that wasn't a mistake of yours, it was my fault for not stopping you back then," Laureno said to Lorenzo in his deep tone of sadness. Back in the time, fourteen-year-old Lorenzo was going around Sicily when a child came in front of his carriage. He Ordered the driver to crush a four-year-old boy playing innocently under his carriage to show his power and arrogance. The driver was hanged because Lorenzo blamed him and endangered him by saying he would kill his family if he opens his mouth.
"I didn't do it, it was the driver's fault," Lorenzo said in an arrogant tone instead of being ashamed because of his crime.
"You have been like this since you were a young teenage boy, if I stopped you there then this wouldn't happen. If I tried to stop you and make you understand our real motto but you didn't till now. You have left me no choice." Laureno said feeling pathetic and blaming himself.
"What choice? You seriously believe others instead of me brother?" Lorenzo widened his eyes in shock.
"Then? What's the truth? How Giovanni knew about our conference with our people which I didn't inform of till the time except you huh?" Laureno said and clenched his fist.
"I-"
"You still have something to say? Aren't you a bit ashamed of your act? Do you even understand WHAT YOU DID?" Laureno asked his brother in an emotional voice to make him understand what Lorenzo did. He had tears in his eyes and he shouted out of the helplessness he felt because of his ignorant brother's act.
"I am ashamed of myself to please forgive me, brother," Lorenzo said while falling on the feet of Laureno and fake crying to melt his brother's heart.
"It's not in my hands anymore, tomorrow I have called a meeting again and I will leave you in the hands of those who have been through hardship because of your mistake."
Laureno said while standing tall but with tears in his eye imagining what will happen to his little brother now who was raised from babyhood. Only Laureno knew the burden he felt on his shoulders while saying these agonised words. His emotions were anger, sorrow, and love but then was a King who pledged to punish his brother if he was on a mistake.
Laureno turned back and made Lorenzo leave his leg, controlling his tears as much as possible. But Lorenzo didn't have any recognition rather than his ashamed expression in a vile face. His true colours are revealed. As soon as his brother was about to leave the room. Lorenzo stood up and wiped his tears and rage and fury were in his eyes for his brother.
"So you chose to be the king instead of a brother."
"Huh?" Laureno turned back and looked at his Brother who was smiling psychiatrically, his eyes widened in shock seeing his brother turning into a vile beast.
"Well, it was predicted though. I'm not shocked ha, what did I expect? " Lorenzo said while scratching his head.
"What are you saying?" Laureno said in a shocked tone.
"Hmm, so long big brother. You know today I'm going to tell you everything, you have every right to know who you raised" Lorenzo said in a psychiatric way like a psychopath. He took out his gun from his back pocket and pointed right at his elder brother's forehead. Laureno was shocked and froze. His mind couldn't process what was happening. It was not even in his worst nightmares!
"You...Do.....What...Lorenzo" Laureno asked while he stepped backwards from his brother he touched the edge of his desk, it was too extensive pain and agony to handle for him.
" Adequately speaking, You have to strengthen your poor heart brother. So, My wise brother, you did guess this right I was the one who transmitted your personal information to Giovanni and caused the commotion in between your so-called conference. But My brother you don't know what else your innocent brother did?" Lorenzo's eyes darkened.
"What else you did do?" Laureno asked in a flinching tone.
"I did do countless efforts, to make you meet our dead father and mother. See my kindness and yet you think I'm horrible. You were so stubborn though so I had to keep being undercover now I would reveal my true face." Lorenzo said and evilness was pouring through his tone.
"What?" Laureno said being afraid.
"I informed Giovanni about you, the plan was to kill you but you survived. Earlier, when you were poisoned by our servant and I killed him. It wasn't because he gave you poison but because he didn't give you the right amount so that you can ascend to heaven. And all those times when you thought that I saved your life in reality meant that the person failed to kill you so I had to pretend. Ah! That was a real pain in my head though." Lorenzo said and rubbed his temples.
"You did it?" Laureno said in a horrified tone.
"Yes, I did proudly, after all, you possessed the power, and people's love was enough to convince me. But you know what was the most painful?" Lorenzo said while coming forward.
"W..What?" Laureno asked frightened.
"When I killed my beloved nephew, oh what a strong and capable gentleman he was. The rightful owner of this throne. So I had to kill him to prevent any hassle for me or my son Lionel's forthcoming. So I had to colour my hands with his young blood." Lorenzo said and his tone broke.
"Did you kill my Son? My son? He loved you very much and respected you as his father. You didn't even flinch once?" Laureno suddenly became furious and stood tall coming forward in rage as he would kill Lorenzo.
"How do you know what I have to go through? It is a decision I made due to prevent future complications." Lorenzo said in a vile tone.
"How did you? I WILL KILL YOU!!!!!"
Laureno shouted while taking out his gun but before he could pull the trigger Lorenzo took out his gun and killed Laureno once and for all. The bullet ripped the tendons of Laureno's heart. Although he died from the moment he knew the truth about his brother. He fell to his knees and held his heart, he looked at his hand which was covered in dark red blood. He was shocked and the last words he said were,
"If you asked for all of the treasure once I would have handed it over to you without even a second thought," Laureno said with a sorrowful voice and smiled at his brother last time then he lay on the ground dead. Lorenzo paused for a moment but then he laughed wickedly and was proud of his action.
"So long till this moment finally arrived" he turned back and saw his son standing behind him froze and worried about his father's action.
"Son, I did this for your future," Lorenzo said in an innocent pretentious tone and tried to go towards Lionel.
"Father, stay away! Did you kill your brother? Did you kill my brother for me? " Lionel stopped immediately.
"Yes, my son, I did it, all for you," Lorenzo explained himself, trying to prove he is an amazing father.
" Enough Father! You have to pay for crimes. I will tell the people all your vile deeds and hand you to the law". Lionel said with an angered expression on his face in a respectful but hostile tone. He turned back and was about to go towards the door when Lorenzo shot him. His breath stopped for a second not going out not coming in. His eyes widened in pain and shock, he turned back and saw his father with a gaze that held him guilty of all his crimes.
Lorenzo's hand was shaking vigorously, tears were falling from his eyes continuously. He didn't want to do this but the situation called for it. It was like someone stabbed his heart with a dagger and tore his heart apart by sliding the dagger through his heart till his stomach, like some leech, sucked all his blood and left him lifeless. If he was now hollow from the inside, like wild animals are tearing apart tendon by tendon, pore by pore.
"Father, some won't get the punishment but some would rot with their regret like you." These were Lionel's last words, he fell on the floor lying lifelessly, blood spread and painted the carpets even redder, they were soaked by his blood. A well-dressed and well-mannered young and handsome man died because of his father's vile act.
Lorenzo was left lifeless, he went towards his young son's body and fell on his knees. His hands were shaking touching his son's corpse.
Me Francisco was standing outside, a file dropped from his hand seeing that Lorenzo killed Francisco himself.
Lorenzo got alerted and pulled the trigger, he shot Francisco dead. Lorenzo threw the gun away and cried and screamed helplessly lightning stroke his heart.
[Present]
Your corpse will keep rotting like this, you deserve this. Lorenzo said and left the room, in reality, this was one of the mansion's dark secrets. There was a skeleton rotting there on a luxury bed, Lorenzo kept Laureno's death a secret from all, nobody even dared to ask too. Laureno's corpse rot in this room it was a punishment chosen by Lorenzo.