𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘

As with every other day, the city bustled with activity, welcoming the new morning. Streets were crowded with people hurrying to reach their destinations, their faces reflecting a myriad of emotions. The cold breeze swept over them, causing shivers from its extreme chill. Each person wrapped themselves tightly in warm clothes against the biting wind. Despite the throngs of people, time marched on, indifferent to the individual journeys.

Away from the chaos of the city, deep in the heart of the woods, lay the warehouse of the most powerful Mafia Family in the world, the Sinclairs. Their name was known to everyone. To the outside world, they were one of the richest families, owning businesses that span every corner of the globe, with billions of dollars in their accounts. However, what most didn't know was that the Sinclair family wasn't just the wealthiest family in the world; they were also the most powerful family in the underworld.

Daniel Sinclair, the head of the Sinclair family and the former leader of the American Mafia, was known to be ruthless, merciless, and unforgiving, traits he still possesses. However, all his coldness melted away when he married the love of his life, Ariana Moretti, the Italian Mafia princess. Their marriage began as a typical Mafia alliance, arranged for peace between their families, but they defied expectations by falling deeply in love and creating a beautiful family together. Ariana, who had no siblings, merged her family's Mafia with Daniel's, creating the most powerful and untouchable Mafia in the world. Despite their formidable status, they were constantly surrounded by enemies, with the Volkoves, the Russian Mafia, being their most prominent adversary.

Daniel and Ariana had three children, and Angelina Elizabeth Moretti was the most loved and pampered among the three. As she is the only girl and the youngest in the family, they named her after her mother's surname. Arthur Sinclair, the firstborn in both families, is the sole heir of both the Italian and American Mafia. Damian Sinclair, the second-born, serves as Arthur's right-hand man and holds the position of second-in-command in the Mafia.

In the present scene, the warehouse is situated in the outskirts of NYC, surrounded and secured from the outside world by thick forest. Inside, there is a room specially known as the torture room, where a man is seen kneeling. Anyone looking at him can tell he has been starved for more than a week. His naked body is covered with both dried and fresh blood, his hands tied behind his back along with his feet, and two fingers from each hand missing. His face displays a painful expression.

As his eyes close momentarily, a bucket of cold water is splashed on him, eliciting cries of pain. However, these cries fall on deaf ears, as the man sitting in front of him in a chair, akin to a king, is none other than the devil himself -Arthur Sinclair. If Daniel was known for his ruthlessness, Arthur is infamous for his lethal nature. He is cunning, merciless, manipulative, and brutal. Becoming the leader of the Mafia at the age of 20, he has since become a cold, arrogant man. He bears a striking resemblance to Ariana, with jet-black hair, fair skin, high cheekbones, and a perfect, sharp jawline. However, he inherited his deep indigo blue eyes from his father, Daniel.

"Please kill me already, Capo, I can't bear this torture anymore," the man cried, unable to bear the pain anymore.

"Oh really?" the devil asked with a chuckle in his deep voice. "Tell me, Jason, don't you already know what happens to those who betray me?"

The man named Jason didn't utter anything but moaned in pain as a tight punch landed on his back, causing him to fall flat on his face beside the devil's feet. Damian came up behind him and forced his face up to look at the devil.

"I love when people stay where they belong, and you, dear Jason, are very much qualified to be under my feet," the devil said sarcastically.

"I know it must have been boring for you to be here all alone while your wife is out there waiting for you to come back. So let me do you a favor," the devil said, making Jason's eyes go wide.

"Please, please don't do anything to her. She doesn't know anything; she's innocent," Jason pleaded for his beloved wife. But as always, his cries fell on deaf ears. Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and two bulky men wearing all black clothes came inside with a blindfolded woman struggling in their arms, her mouth taped shut. As Jason noticed this, a loud cry broke out from his throat.

"Please... No... Nate, please leave her alone. Please, Capo, kill me, but spare her life. She's innocent. I beg you... please," Jason cried. Arthur chuckled upon hearing his pleas.

"figlio di puttana" The devil said, ''She's innocent? She's the reason why you betrayed me, and that makes her worthy of my wrath'' and nodded at his brother. The two bulky men held her in place, and Damian pointed his gun in her direction.

"No... please... don't ki-" Jason didn't even get to complete his plea before Damian pulled the trigger, and Nate's lifeless body fell to the floor. Jason froze for a moment, then an agonizing cry escaped his mouth.

"Nate... no, no, no, no. Don't leave me," Jason pleaded desperately.

If anyone with a heart had witnessed the scene, they would have felt his pain, they would have cried for his loss. But here, nobody had a heart.

Jason looked at his wife's lifeless body and wept for their loss. The devil observed his every move with his calculating eyes. After watching him for five minutes, he grew bored.

"Stop this nonsense, Jason. Now, tell me, do you have any last wishes?" the devil said in a bored tone.

Jason came out of his trance and looked at him without any emotion and then started to speak.

"Arthur, she was my everything. I never once experienced in my life what it feels like to be loved by someone. Then, like a ray of sunshine, she came and showed me what it's like to be loved. How it is to have your own family, your own person. And you snatched my happiness, my love, my family from me. I don't have any last wishes. I don't want a monster like you to ever have someone to love. But I hope you find your love. I hope you love her like you've never loved anyone. And I'll pray that God takes her away from you, and you won't be able to do anything. I hope you also feel what it's like to lose someone you love more than yourself. I hope you experience the agonizing pain that I'm feeling now. I hope you fall in love, but she never will. And that day, you will cry, and your heart will bleed," Jason said, coughing blood from his mouth.

Arthur looked at him as if he were hearing the best joke of the year. "You're delusional if you think that Arthur Sinclair will love someone more than himself," he said.

Jason mocked him with a laugh. "I want to prove to you how wrong you are. Even the devil can't avoid loving someone, and you're just a human. You will also love, mark my words, and that will be the start and end of your destruction," Jason said.

Suddenly, the ringing of the phone broke their conversation. Damian looked at the caller ID and brought it to Arthur.

"It's Mr. Rajput," Damian said, and Arthur nodded. He then turned toward Jason.

"Sorry, Jason, we have to cut our conversation short. I have to be somewhere very important. Don't worry, Damian will take care of you. Goodbye, Ci vediamo all'inferno." Arthur said to Jason, waving as he left the room.

He emerged from the torture room and headed towards his personal cabin. After sitting in his chair and crossing one leg over the other like a king, he called Mr. Rajput back. The call was answered on the second ring.

"We are ready for the deal," the person from the other side said.

"I see you are using your brain. Good for you, Mr. Rajput. I'm coming this evening," Arthur announced in his authoritative voice.

"Rajasthan will be waiting for the Devil," Mr. Rajput said.

After informing his parents about his departure, Arthur left for India. He was going to finalize a deal, but deep down, destiny had something planned for him. As Jason said, a beautiful destruction was waiting for him to notice her.

To be continued...