MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 186: Make Him Pay. Riccardo

"Ben's sudden hateful outburst towards her terrified her. I have never seen her like this before. I figured you could...I don't know what I thought you could do about it. It is just..." Andy trailed off.

"He should know not to go near Angelia again, and I seriously doubt he will listen to me."

"I will take care of it." I didn't hesitate to say.

"I will warn Ben off her and make sure he heeds it." He sighed in relief.

"That is good."

"Do you know where he is now?" I asked.

"Maybe I have often seen him hanging around Zenith Bar at all hours of the day, whether it was a weekday. He might be there."

"Thanks," I grunted, getting ready to hang up. My hand shook just a little, betraying my violent feelings.

""Of course. And Riccardo.."

"Yes?"

"Make him pay."

especially surprised me was his thirst for violence. Maybe it shouldn't have. It was clear he cared about Angelia a lot. He had gone against two men much bigger than him, Marshall and me, to protect his friend. I could

me, he

soon as we hung up, I dialed another number, my private investigator. He had been working for

guy named Ben for me. He works at the café in Ogume and

who thought he had the right to talk down to Angelia. That he had the fucking mind to hurt my girl's self-confidence and damage her own self-image. I had promised Andy that he would pay, and I found myself eager to deal out the punishment. For a moment, I debated telling the

not to wait until I heard from the private investigator about Ben's whereabouts. I picked up my jacket and keys and left the building through the back doors. It was dark outside, the night blanketing the city as the moon took over from the blashing heat of the sun. The temperature had dropped since I had arrived at the club but the sight of a chill was a blessing to my heated skin. Using the installer GPS tracker, I typed in the address of the bar and hit the road. The adrenaline grew stronger the closer I got to the bar, my thoughts went into a jumbled mess of anger and worry. I didn't like Angelia being alone, but if she didn't reach out

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a valid concern. However, I doubted my grandparents would have ever admitted to it. I parked the car in a well-lit area, though I didn't much care what

it smelled of sweat, spilled drinks and days-old puke. It was nauseating, and I couldn't envision anyone wanting to freely spend their time here. It made sort of sense that a slime like Ben had nowhere better to be. This hovel suited him. I looked around the dimly lit place, but other than a hook-up girl trying to entice a man into buying her service, and

the man grunted, taking in my fitted

after, but I could use a good fight if he chose to do something stupid. With a sneer, he grabbed a beer for himself, opening

Well?" He prompted.

find a fucker in need of a good bashing." I

A twitch of pity pressed upon my chest at the woman having to sell her body to get by. debated giving her money but decided against it. She might take my offer as an insult and I didn't want her to feel as though I pitied her.

in disbelief, wrongly judging my character based on

that accurately portrayed a man. It was the way the

think