"What is this?" Kingpin asked, fear and confusion written all over his face and the girls that were with him quickly hid under the table like they would save there.
"Judgment day,," Marcel said in a calm but heart chilly way.
"Judgment day?? I..I don't understand," Kingpin stuttered.
"I know about Operation Armageddon Kingpin, don't even try to pretend. I know you are the one leading the operation," Marcel said and the shock could be clearly seen on Kingpin's face.
This was supposed to be top secret. How did he find out about this? He contemplated and he came to the realization that there was a snitch amongst their ranks.
"Who told you this?" He asked.
"You should be more worried about your life," Marcel warned..
Apparently the Kingpin and some other gang and mafia leaders have been planning on what they referred to as Armageddon and that is the assassination of Marcel who they believe is the most powerful and influential mafia leader but also the one hindering the growth of other gang and mafia operations.
To some level they are right as Marcel is indeed the most powerful and influential Mafia leader in the city if not the whole country and he does have certain strict laws and regulations that are kinda bad for the crime business, one of such laws is the prohibition of child trafficking and prostitution and the restriction of selling drugs to minors and teenages with a death penalty for failure to adhere to the rules.
These laws didn't sit too well with many of the Mafia and gang leaders especially Kingpin whose main clients are teenagers when it comes to drugs and he is also into child trafficking and prostitution and that is why he wants Marcel gone and he has been planning this scheme for the past 5 months now...
"Please it's not what you think I can explain...I am the one who is heading the course please you have to believe me.." Kingpin started begging shamelessly for his life.
"It's too late for that now. There is no escaping your fate," Marcel said and started approaching him slowly but confidently.
Kingpin kept begging for his life to be spared while discreetly searching for a weapon underneath his desk. A particular pistol he always had strapped under his desk for emergency cases like this…
A faint smug smile formed on Kingpin's face when he had his fingers wrapped around the gun handle unknown to the eyes of everyone; however he was still begging for his life to be spared in an attempt to catch Marcel and his men unaware when he would fire at them.
"Please don't kill me. I am sure we can work something out, please just spare my life. I have three kids. The last is only 2 years old, they can't survive without me.." he was saying and it seemed his words were somehow getting to Marcel, especially when Kingpin started talking about his family and kids.
Marcel suddenly became hesitant in his movement. However Kingpin saw this as the perfect opportunity he was waiting for.
"Die you son of a bitch!" He quickly pulled out the gun from underneath the table, arming it straight at Marcel's head before any of his men could react.
Bang!
"Ah," a sorrowful gasp echoed in the air as thick red blood started slowly dripping to the floor.
Everyone around the room was in shock of what just happened even Eden looked shocked.
"W.. What are you?" Kingpin forced himself to speak as his eyes went down to his chest where Marcel's right hand from the wrist upward was buried in.
It was from Kingpin's chest the blood was dripping from as Marcel was fast enough to deviate Kingpin's shot to the roof with his left hand before driving his right hand straight into his chest like it was a sharp dagger.
Everything happened in less than a second and that is what left everyone shocked to the bones. How could he move so fast? How was his hand able to pierce through flesh and bone?
"Now you know why they call me Death," Marcel said without remorse and just then Kingpin's grip on his gun loosened as he had become really weak and a metal sound echoed out when it hit the tiled floor.
"Y..ou son of a...bitc_" Kingpin was struggling to speak what would be his final words when Marcel suddenly pulled his hand away from his chest, taking out his heart in the process.
The kingpin fell down dead on the spot and soon enough he was lying in the pool of his own blood and Marcel pulled out a white handkerchief from the pocket of his black coat and used it in wiping off the blood that covered his hands. Tossing it off to the floor when he was done.
The ladies that were hiding under the table on seeing the horrific sight of the Kingpin's corpse plus the bloody handkerchief started sobbing in fright as they thought they would also meet such cruel fate. However they were surprised when Marcel spoke softly to them.
Crouching down. "I mean you girls no harm. He was the one I came for. You are free to go," he said with a faint smile before standing up properly then he walked out of the room with his men following from behind…
As Marcel marched out of the building his men brought some of the Kingpin's guards and workers they had captured, about 12 of them to his attention.
"Boss, what are we to do to these ones?" One of Marcel's men said to him.
"Didn't you hear him the first time? Leave no one alive!" Eden said and he immediately pulled out his dagger to kill all of them on the spot and the rest of Marcel's men did the same, pulling out their daggers.
"Stop!" Marcel ordered, preventing them from their actions just at the right time as Eden was about to slice a young man's neck.
Eden wasn't pleased with the order as his hands were itching him badly to slice someone open with a knife as he was still upset he couldn't get Ella to lay with him and he showed his displeasure with a frown.
Marcel walked up to the young man who Eden still had his knife resting dangerously close to his neck. Although the young man tried to act tough and pose like an adult with tattoos and multiple piercings on his face, on a closer look one could easily tell he is still a teenager.
"How old are you?" Marcel asked him.
"F.. Fifteen," he stuttered, clearly frightened.
"Let go of him," Marcel said to his friend Eden and Eden hesitantly obeyed, as he withdrew his knife from the young man's name.
"Why? Do you know how many people he has killed? His age doesn't matter. He deserves to die!"
"I said let go of him," Marcel's words came out in hot breaths.
Eden didn't really care if he was a boy or adult he just wanted to satisfy his blood lust however he knew better than to defy Marcel so he retracted his knife away from the boy's neck.
"What's your name, boy?" Marcel asked, standing close to him.
"Kyle," he replied with a faint voice, obviously still very much terrified.
"And where are your parents, Kyle?" Marcel asked.
"They died a long time ago" he replied and Marcel stared at him for a while.
"Look around," he then said, gesturing to the other 11 men working for Kingpin that his men held on duress.
"Are any of them related to you in any way?" He asked and the young man shook his head.
"No, none."
"Come with me then. From today you are my family," Marcel said, stretching out a hand and his face softened towards the boy.
Kyle slowly held onto Marcel's hand and Marcel led him away from the abandoned building.
"You can have your fun with the rest," Marcel said to Eden as he left and a happy smile formed on Eden's face.
"Finally!" He drew out his dagger and soon after anguish cries filled the air as blades sliced through flesh....
I couldn't explain this feeling I was having but it felt both good and frightening at the same time. The thought of leaving this big prison and being free is quite thrilling but the thought of getting caught and the consequences and punishment that would follow was something that scared me. It terrified me really. Although the maid Isabella has assured me that she knows a way I would be able to escape the mansion I couldn't help but feel anxious and nervous about the whole thing.
A knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts and I stood up from where I sat at the edge of the bed.
"Who is that?" I asked as I approached the door.
"It's me Jane," a voice from the other side said and it matches the description.
What does she want? Hope she hasn't come to play another weird game with me?
"Hey," I faked a smile as I opened up the door and she walked right into the room.
"How are you feeling now?" She asked and for a moment there I completely forgot that I had given an excuse of not feeling well to leave their stupid game.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"You said you weren't feeling so well and you had to rest. Have you forgotten?" She said and I quickly remembered and honestly I felt a bit embarrassed.
"Oh true. Yeah I am feeling much better now, thanks." I said forcing a wide smile to cover up the awkward moment.
"Glad to hear that. I came to check up on you," she said but she was staring at me awkwardly as she walked further into the room, like she wanted to say something to me.
"Oh, how kind of you," I said with my eyes following her steps, wondering what was up?
She smiled then turned to face me. "Ella when you were filming me earlier with my phone did you by chance do something else with my phone aside from filming?" She asked and instantly my heart skipped.
She knows that I called Mike!
N..No I didn't. Did anything happen?" I tried to feign ignorance but I knew my acting skills were horrible.
I am sure she could see right through my lies.
"How strange. So you didn't do anything else other than film me?" She asked, staring me directly in the eyes and my guilty conscience couldn't allow me maintain eye contact so I adjusted my eyes away from her eye view.
"Yes, I didn't," I replied.
"Alright then, forget about it and good night," she said then left the room.
"Fuck!"
She definitely knows that I used her phone to call Mike. I shouldn't have done that. So stupid of me! Hope this doesn't complicate or ruin my chances of escaping this place??
I can't deal with this right now. I needed to sleep and that's exactly what I did as I climbed on the bed and closed my eyes but sleep wouldn't come and I was just left with troubled thoughts. However after some time the sounds of cars pulling into the compound got my attention and I slowly got down from the bed and walked to the window.
Peeping from the window I saw it was Marcel. I could see him coming out of one of the black vehicles and by his side was his friend Eden and there was a teenage boy with them also that I have not seen before alongside all his men.
My eyes were on Marcel and although it was night the mansion security lights were bright enough for me to see his face. I still don't get how I am still fascinated with his looks? I have been seeing him for weeks now yet anytime I see him he looks more attractive to my eyes. I guess it's because I can't just comprehend how someone is this good looking and intimidating at the same time and I am just left staring.
I was so sure no one could see me from where I was so you can imagine how shocked I was when Marcel suddenly took his eyes up to me like he knew I saw spying on him and I felt his enchanting eyes bore into me like he could read my very dark and hidden thoughts.