Chương 2: CHAPTER 2 Don't make me kill you!
Lorenzo's POV
I sat on the bed, groaning in pain while glowering at the redhead nurse Alessio captured for treat my gunshot wound. She's been pissing me off with her tears and constant panicking.
"Oh God!" She said, looking at me on the bed.
My white dress shirt is covered in blood from the gunshot wound to my abdomen.
"Why did you bring me here?" She says in a tear filled voice looking up at Alessio.
Coglione. (Moron)
"Isn't it obvious?" The pain in my abdomenwas getting heavier with my breath, beads of sweat covered my forehead. As the pain in my abdomen intensifies my anger increases tenfold at the Figlio di puttana (son of a bitch) responsible for this.
"I want you to treat his wounds immediately," Alessio replied.
"What?" She asked in surprise.
"Are you deaf?!" Alessio barked.
"I can't," she says, her brown eyes darting towards me.
"You can't or you won't?" Alessio asked, pulling out his gun.
"I haven't done this before," she says in fear looking at the weapon with fearful eyes.
"Hey look," I pointed my gun at her and she turned her alarmed eyes to me.
"If you don't get this bullet out of me, I'll kill you. And if you kill me in the process of getting it out, my men will kill you and everyone you hold dear." I threatened through gritted teeth.
"Do you understand?"
Her brown eyes were wide with fear as a single tear escaped her eye.
"I suggest you get to work immediately," Alessio said, cocking his gun and pointing it at her.
"B-but.. I really haven't done this before," she panicked looking at my abdomen.
"Aren't you a nurse?... That's your fucking job!" I said in anger.
"But I don't have proper training for this," she cries shaking her head.
"Don't make me kill you! I'm not going to say it again." I growled, still pointing my gun at her.
"You're wasting my time." Alessio said pointing the gun at her temple, she whimpered, closing her eyes.
"Okay... I'll do it... I'll try." she cries out, opening her eyes.
"Good," Alessio said, removing his gun from her temple.
"Well don't just sit there and get to work!" I barked as pain radiated from my abdomen.
She jumps up walking over to the surgical table in the room, sniffling before taking off her scarf and washing her hands before wearing gloves and carefully making her way towards me.
She observes my wound before she picks up the operating scissors with shaky hands and snips my white shirt leaving me shirtless, she puts the scissors down, before cleaning the wounded area with alcohol.
"Please put the gun away." She said with fear evident in her voice.
"Why would I do that?" I growled, clenching my jaw in anger.
"I can't focus on my work with a gun pointed at my face... So put it away please."
After a while I reluctantly put the gun beside me, still holding onto my abdomen.
"Thank you... Please lie back." She said in her soft velvety voice, I laid back down on the bed.
"You're losing a lot of blood, '' she said applying pressure to my abdomen, I groaned breathing heavily.
"Excuse me," she called out to Alessio, he walked over to her, with a stoic face.
"I need you to put pressure on this area, we need to stop the blood loss," she says, Alessio tucks his gun back in his waistband before pressing down on my abdomen.
She moves over to the table picking up the forceps bullet extractor closing her eyes and taking a deep breath she walks back to me.
"I'll take it from here," she said as Alessio moved away standing behind her watching her actions like a hawk.
"This is going to hurt a bit," she announced, gazing at me.
"I don't fucking care just get the darn thing out." I gritted out.
She exhales, before she puts the forceps in my abdomen, I groaned in pain a little but lay still as she poked and prodded around in my abdomen with a serious look on her face.
I zeroed in on her face. She had an oval-shaped face. She had fiery red hair, well shaped brows, beautiful brown eyes and plump red lips and fair skin. She looked slender with a slender neck. She is very beautiful.
"Got it!" she said with relief pulling out the bullet dropping it in the tray on the table. Her gloved hands are covered in blood as she picks up the surgical suture and walks back to me.
Alessio and my men watch her move every carefully with their hands on their guns in case she tries anything funny.
"I need you to stay very still," she starts suturing the surface of the wound, groaning. I lay still clenching my jaw in anger as she carefully stitches my wounds close.
Then she proceeds to clean my abdomen with alcohol. I hissed a bit at the stinging sensation, after cleaning my wound she put the alcohol away.
"I'm done..." she announced. " I did it, '' she mutters to herself in disbelief, taking off her bloodied gloves and throwing them in the trash can.
I looked down at my abdomen, the bleeding had ceased a bit and the stitches looked okay.
"You'll need to dress the wound regularly, to avoid infections," she said but I just ignored her.
Alessio marches towards me and inspects my wound and the nurse's handwork.
"Can I go now?" She asked, looking at me, her eyes darting to Alessio.
"You work better under duress," Alessio said, staring down at her.
"Can I go home now please?" She repeats tears welling in her brown eyes.
"Breathe a word of this to anyone and I'll hunt you down and kill you mercilessly." I said.
"I'm watching you," I added.
"I won't say anything I promise ... Please just let me go." she cried.
"Alessio, get her out of my sight." I said.
"Yes capo(boss)'' Alessio said, grabbing her elbow and pulling her away from me towards the door, binding her hands and blindfolding her before pulling her away from the room and from my line of sight.
When the nurse left, I sat up on the bed beckoning to one of my guards standing at the door, one of them rushed over to me handing me a new shirt. I wore it and got up from the bed, picking up my gun and proceeded to leave the room.
While leaving my eyes fell on the nurse's lilac scarf that's on the table, walking over to it with my hand on my abdomen I picked up the scarf it smelled like roses and a hint of vanilla just like her. With the scarf in hand I left the room heading outside with the guards following behind me.
They opened the car door I was about to enter when Alessio came back, walking up to me.
"The nurse?" I asked.
"She's been taken care of capo," he replied.
"Good, keep an eye on her Alessio. Report her every move to me." I ordered.
"Yes capo," he said.
"And Alessio, find the bastardo(bastard) responsible for this." I gritted in anger.
"Yes boss," he replied.
"And when you find him?... He's mine. Do you understand?"
"Yes boss," he replied as I got in the backseat of the car and shut the door.
The car drove away from my safe house heading back home. My mind drifted back to the incident that happened a few hours ago.
FLASHBACK****
I'm at the warehouse where I'll be inspecting the new shipment of imported firearms with my guards.
I was looking at the firearms, checking if they're in order and intact when I got a phone call, stepping outside of the warehouse I picked up the call.
"Hello?" Nobody said anything, just static in the background.
Now I'm getting angry with the irritating static sound.
"Che cazzo…(What the...)" I pulled the phone away from my ear looking at it in anger before I hung up.
I was about walking back to the warehouse when my phone started ringing again. I looked at the screen and it was the same number, cursing under my breath.
Immediately I picked up the call, I heard a gunshot, I looked down and saw blood forming at my abdomen staining my crisp white dress shirt, I groaned in pain clutching my abdomen I pulled out my gun just as my men ran outside with their guns in hand, scattering around outside of the warehouse.
Another gunshot sounded, as I looked up at the top of a building that's far from the warehouse in front of me and saw the sniper's dark figure with his sniper rifle aiming at my chest, the red dot directly at my chest.
"He's over there!" One of the guards shouted pointing at the asshole as they dashed towards the building.
Cocking my gun I shot at the figure but he dodged the bullet and quickly ran away from the building, I continued shooting until I ran out of bullets.
I groaned in anger, frustration and pain as I threw my gun to the ground in anger still clutching my abdomen applying pressure to the wounded area.
My men returned after a few minutes.
"Did you find the stronzo?"(asshole) I asked my back to them.
"No capo." they replied in a fearful voice.
"So you let him slip through your tiny fingers."
"We're very sorry capo," they said.
I turned around and shot the three of them between their eyes, they fell with a thud, blood pooling around their bodies.
Alessio runs into the scene looking at my bleeding abdomen before looking at the dead bodies on the ground.
"Get rid of this mess," I said. Alessio snaps his fingers, four guards arrive and take away the bodies.
"Get me a doctor immediately."
"Yes boss." he pulled out his phone and dialed a number placing the phone on his ear.
I'm fuming in anger. Someone had the boldness to double-cross me. I laughed humorlessly at the thought.
"Capo, Doctor Fontana is out of town." Alessio said walking back to me.
"Find me a doctor Alessio, You can pick one off the fucking street I don't care!.. Just get me a doctor or a damn nurse!" I thundered.
"Yes capo," he bowed, signaling to some men and leaving with the car speeding away from the warehouse.
I walked back to my car, one of the guards opened the door and I got in the backseat. My white shirt is soaked with blood at the abdomen, I groaned still holding my abdomen, as the guard drove away from the warehouse heading to my safehouse that's nearby.
No matter who did this… They messed with the wrong person.
FLASHBACK ENDS****
I arrived back home at the mansion, and got down from the car heading towards the front door as the guards outside opened the door and I entered. Heading up the stairs.
"Lorenzo?.. Is that you?" My mother's voice stopped me in my tracks.
I turned around looking at her standing at the foot of the stairs looking up at me, dressed in a blue silk robe.
"Yes Mom." I said walking back down the stairs towards my mother.
"Buona sera (good evening)." I greeted her as she pulled me in a hug, I winced a little at the pressure on my abdomen.
"Buona sera mie figlio (good evening my son)." Mother replied pulling away.
"You're not asleep yet?" I asked her.
"No.. I can't sleep," she smiles, hugging herself.
"What's wrong? Are you sick?" I asked looking her all over.
"No..I just can't seem to fall asleep," she shrugs her shoulders.
"Is it about Stefano?" I asked calmly.
"You can read me like a book Lorenzo," she smiles sadly.
"It's very painful for me as his mother seeing him just… lying there unmoving almost lifelessly," she shakes her head.
"Lorenzo it's been two years and he still hasn't woken up."
"The doctors said he's healing, he'll wake up soon." I walked up to her, holding her shoulders.
"I really hope so," she said with a sad smile.
"I think you should go to bed, get some rest, you shouldn't be stressing yourself. We'll talk in the morning." I assured her.
"Alright son, good night," she pats my shoulder.
"Good night." I replied as she went upstairs, I watched her until I heard her room door open and close.
I climbed upstairs to my bedroom, opened the door, I got inside and shut the door behind me, heading to the bathroom, I took off my shirt looking at the stitches on my wounded abdomen, my features contorting in fury.
The young nurse did a good job stitching me up. I went back to my bedroom picking up her lilac scarf I pulled out my phone dialing a number.
"Si ( yes) capo," Alessio said from the other end.
"I want you to get me every information and detail you can about that nurse."
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