Infatuation Of Darkness

Julia today woke up with a smile. Today was the day that she was taking her plan to the next level. That was Lexus. The place where Alexis went daily.

Her phone rang and she looked over to the person who had been calling her.

"Good morning," she wished to the person who had been helping her.

She heard on her end, "It would be a morning that is good when you start to work. Were you not supposed to make sure that Angelo was dead by the months end?"

She closed her eyes. Yes, she was. "I apologize this has been hectic—"

"This has not been hectic! Any of this never had to be hectic. It is you who has failed to do it!" He yelled making her pull the phone away from her ear. "You had the time to kill Isabelle who had nothing to do with any of this but not the person whom I had asked you to!"

She closed her eyes and exhaled. She was irritated too. But this was taking time. "I want to make sure that no one ahead can handle any proceedings. I want to dismantle the organisation!"

The man laughed at her making her blood boil. How many men were going to be that we're going to laugh at her before she rose to power?

"I don't have a problem with you being a woman or a senior citizen," he laughed, "but for how long can you think that you can rule over an organisation that is going to kill you on the spot when they see you?"

"I don't want to rule." She barked, "I want to kill them all! I want them to fear me!" Like she feared her husband all her life. She had feared when would Nicholas would come home and in what mood would he be. She wanted them to have the same fear in their hearts every day that what was going to happen next.

"And you have done just that." The man reassured her. "I know personally that you have instilled fear in them but if you overdo it Julia there it is only a matter of time that they will catch you and make sure everything that you have worked for would go down in the sewer."

She moved closer to her bed and sat down in the corner forcefully. Her anger was taking over. "In that family, I know almost everything, so what do you think that you can do without me?" She challenged.

"Oh?" She heard him repeat. "Darling, if you think that even remotely I need you, you are dead wrong."

A shiver went up to her spine as she understood what he was trying to say. 

"Julia, my advice to you would be to never question me again because I will tell you this one more time, you are a wanted woman, that is, you are a dead woman walking." She closed her eyes in resignation, "if you think that you can have control over me rethink your existence all over again."

"I—"

"Shut it women I am not done talking yet! If you ever question me again, I will drag you by that white hair and throw you to the wolves with my own hands if I have to come to it."

"You think I can't tell them that?" she threatened. The instincts to defend herself were rising and she pulled the barriers up.

The man laughed, it was the same sinister laugh that she had heard all those years in her marriage and from her father.

"And pray, do tell me, woman what will you tell anyone? Have you seen my face, no? Have you ever asked me my name? No. You have simply derived resources for me and that is it. Because at the end of the day you have been stupid enough do not know where your resources come from." He sighed lazily, "From where I come from." He finished. 

"Then I no longer need your help!" She declared. 

"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk," the man sighed, "I never offered it to you in the first place, it was given to you and you do not refuse my help. If you ever think to so let me tell you that my two men who have been placed as guards, will put a bullet in between those green eyes if you ever think of running away."

Reality set in and as she realised in those five years when she had been crazy to get revenge she had forgotten to act rationally and find out who was on her side and who was in her corner for what they wanted.

She was trapped.

"You darling grandmother, are trapped."

She knew that. Julia did not need to hear his words to understand the situation that she was trapped in the end because of her carelessness, because in the thirst of her wanting to get revenge on people she had forgotten the most important thing she had to take care of . . .

A tear slipped her eye. Nicholas was better because of the very reason. He was vigilant and he knew where to stop, who to trust and where to take over.

"What do you want?" She muttered, tiredness taking over. The man had her in his palm and if he wanted he could drag her to Angelo and throw her into the lion's den.

He scoffed, "I don't need to tell you. However, if you must know I am going to combine our families and lead one of the biggest affairs and organised crime in the world and all of that what happened because of the sacrifices that you are going to make."

"Sacrifice?" She repeated, "What sacrifice?"

"Just like your companion. You will have the same end by the hands of your family."

"What-" bleep. "Hello? Hello?!" She yelled and checked the phone when she heard nothing. The bastard had hung up on her.

She growled and threw the phone on the bed.

The guards, she thought, she would get rid of them first. She walked to the front of the house and opened the door.

"You need to—" she frowned. No guards were standing outside which further confused her because they never left her alone and she understood that now why it happened. They were keeping an eye on her but where were there?

She further and saw something on the ground. On taking a closer look she screamed at what she saw and stumbled back. Stumbling on her feet that she fell and crawled into the house.

She crawled back and closed the door barricading it with her own body.

That was Madison, or whatever was left of that girl. A bloody piece of muscle and skin left out on her porch with the symbol of the family effect on her head.

Which mean they knew where she was which is why the body was thrown in front of her purge which only meant one thing.

As she realised the situation that she was in and the reality of it she stood up and all nervousness and fear left her body. It was done and now she knew what to do, so she made her way inside to her room and took the gun out of the safe.

The hunt had started.

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When desperate, no one can predict a human mind.