Devil Lucifer

Zale Pov:

              I was in a meeting with the project team. They are presenting me with the project which we are going to work on. I was looking at the presentation. The person who is presenting, I don’t know his name though. He is sweating like a pig. I know I have a dangerous aura. I love the fear in his eyes.

It gives me the power of satisfaction. Once they were done with the presentation the room filled with silences. They all bowing their head down and waiting for my words. They don’t have the guts to look at my eyes.

“Good to go. Prepare the sample model for this. 2days time” I said and went out. This is my parent’s company. They are no more. I work my ass off for this company. This is my parent’s dream. They left this world when I am just 10 years old. It was an accident, that is what they told me.

Without knowing anything about this cruel world I started my steps. But, later when I came to know their death is not an accident and it is a planned murder, I lost it.

My parents are innocent. We were a happy family. Those fuckers have to die. From then on, I started my mafia world. I have killed countless people. I have heard there scream and beg to leave them. But, I was enjoyed my first kill. The fuckers, who killed my family.

I killed every single person in their family. And the gangers who assign to kill my family. When I kill them I am just 16 years old. The fear which I see in their eyes gives me immune pleasure. I am obsessed with that.

I first torcher them for months, they beg me to kill them. But I didn’t. They want to know my pain. They destroy my life, my family. And one day, I grand their wish. I killed them.

Everyone fears me. They call me Devil Lucifer. I like that name though. So, I made this Mafia world and became a mafia king with the name of Devil Lucifer.

At the same time, I don’t want others to know I am a mafia king. I work hard to protect my parent’s dream. Now my company is Top one in this Russia. Everyone will die just to get a call to work here.

I have only one rule “Obey me or die”. Obeying me is the best option for them or I will make their life a living hell. I will not kill them that easily. I will make them suffer, and then I will make them beg me to kill them.

After the meeting, I came to my office. My office is on the 50th floor. Only my office is on this floor. I want to be above all. When I look down from my office every person is under my feet. They look like an ant. I love this power.

I got a call from Henrick, my right hand. He is the one who is managing my mafia world in my absences. He is also a good friend to me. His father was working for my family as a driver. In that accident, he lost his only family. He joins hands with me to kill those fuckers.

I received the call, “speak” I said in commenting tone.

“Lucifer, we got the spy. He is our basement” he said

“Hmm. I will be there” I said and cut the call.

I hate betrayers and liars. He dares to spy on me. Let me see who that lucky guy is. It’s been a month, I torcher, someone. Let me have some fun. I smirk and call my secretary.

She rushed and came in the next minute. “Sir, you called me”

“Yes, cancel my meetings. I am leaving” I said and left to play with my prey.

I went straight to my basement. I took another car when I only use to drive alone. In 20 minutes, I reached the basement. When members of my gang saw me, they all stood in line and bow their heads.

Henrick came to me. I nod at him. We went where they hang my prey. Kendrick is enjoying the show while eating his apple. He is my left hand. Henrick and Kendrick are non-identical twins. When he saw me he stood up and gives me a stiff nod.

“Who we have here?” I ask while I round my prey.

“You fucker, Leave me” he shouted

“Okay, I can help with that,” I said and cut the rope. He falls from there and hits his head really hard. He screamed in pain.

“Oh, you ask me to leave you. Look, I did as you ask” I said with a smirk. He already has many marks and buries in his body.

“I see my boys given you the welcome gift,” I said in a mocking tone. I groan in pain and somehow stood up. But, not for long. Again he fell.

“Do you think you can hide your identity for long? Better you surrender to the police before we encounter you” he said with a low voice.

I laugh at his words. So, he is a cop. Poor him, he doesn’t know the real me. I look at him and said “Do you really think you people can do that? And for my identity” I went close to him. I pulled his hair harshly and make him look at my eyes and said “I am the one who will decide what others should know about me”

I stab the knife in his eyes. I don’t like that. It doesn’t show me fear. It’s full of confidence. I should see only fear for me.

He screamed to leave him. I cut his throat. The blood splashed in my face. I wipe it with my hands. I gave an evil smile to the lifeless body.

I turn around and said before I leave “You know what to do”. They both gulped and nodded their head.

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