Chapter 243: To leave my side
Lucius stopped in his tracks, standing just a few steps away from Fabio, who was bound tightly to a pole in the dimly lit warehouse. The ropes cut into Fabio’s wrists, and a fresh trail of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth—a souvenir from Zayne’s fist earlier.
"You tricked me," Fabio growled, his voice laced with both anger and desperation as he struggled against the restraints.
Lucius tilted his head slightly, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Tricked you?" he chuckled. "That’s how Mafias do business, Fabio. Your father failed to teach you the most important lesson—trust is a luxury you can’t afford in this world."
Fabio let out a bitter laugh, though it was edged with pain. "I should’ve killed that bastard when I had the chance," he muttered to himself before meeting Lucius’s cold gaze again. "But you won’t kill me, will you? What would your precious family think if they knew their beloved Lucius was nothing more than a cold-blooded murderer?"
Lucius’s expression darkened, and his voice dropped to a menacing whisper. "You don’t understand me at all, Fabio. You crossed a line the moment you thought you could harm my woman. That was your first and last mistake. You should’ve known what happens to anyone who touches the people I care about. Your death was inevitable the moment you decided to hire a shooter to harm my wife. That’s why you’re here, tied up, bleeding, and begging for mercy."
A flicker of fear flashed across Fabio’s face, but he quickly masked it with an arrogant sneer. His mind started reaching for a way out. "Lucius," he said, forcing his voice to steady, "your wife wasn’t hurt, was she? No harm done. Let’s call this a misunderstanding."
Lucius’s silence was more unnerving than any threat.
Fabio’s bravado cracked, and desperation seeped into his tone. "Listen, we don’t have to end it like this," he pleaded. "We can negotiate. I’ll give you whatever you want—money, connections, power. Or... information. You want Tsar, don’t you? I can help you find him. That’s what you want, right?"
Fabio could only hope now to survive by Lucius’s hands. "Let me live, and I’ll give you the truth about Tsar. That’s worth more to you than my blood."