Chained By A Possessive Mafia's Love novel Chapter 39

Blaze's POV

Someone looked very panicked. I already expected this reaction. My smirk turned towards a specific person.

"So, Ben, do you know who that person could be?" I asked him, holding a serious expression on my face.

I walked closer to him and stood face to face. "Do you know who it could be?" I asked again. This time I felt it was hard to suppress my feelings. The one I love the most in this world was my Anna, and I was not too fond of the most betrayed.

And significantly, when someone closer to me did that, from childhood, I cared about brotherhood and friendship the most, more than my blood relationships. My blood relatives betrayed me and now my right-handed man also dared to do that.

"How would I know, boss?" he said with a guilty look. Seriously, deep down, I was hoping it's not true because, but after today, I would lose the belief to trust anyone.

"Because you know him." I pointed my finger at the unconscious bastard who lost half his body and now was lying in a pool of his own blood.

"Boss don't tell me you think I'm the hole he was talking about. Boss, don't you know me? I have been working for you for the last three years." He looked as if I had wronged him.

"Man, you surprised me. What about this?" I raised something and his facial expression changed.

He was silent and I thought he was going to give me an explanation. I wanted to rip his face apart, but he was my man for three years, whom I trusted the most.

Even though I wanted to be ruthless, I wanted to give him a chance. But few people thought I was too emotional, and they dared to trick me.

When I was waiting, he finally lifted his head and looked at me, but something differed from before.

He suddenly laughed like a maniac. "So, what if I am? What can you do? You are nothing more than a bitch's P***sucker. You ruined everything for that bitch. Because of that bitch, you killed my brother," he suddenly burst and screamed without holding back.

My head turned hot, and my body was burning with rage. What did this motherfucker say? Whom did he call a bitch?

I lost it and grabbed him by the neck and threw him down. I put my legs on his face and held him on his face. "Take it back," I growled. My heart burned from anger.

How dare he?

No one should call my Anna like this.

The bastard still hasn't stopped laughing, even though my foot was over his mouth. He laughed like crazy. "Ha, ha-ha, do you think you can stop us? No way. How many times will you save her? Don't even think you can keep her. If you stop one, another will appear to kill that bitch. Our men are not hoping to stop until they fucking kill your bitch. If they can catch her, they might even taste her and fuck her. As you did."

I raised my feet and kicked his face. Now his face was nowhere to be recognized. Blood was everywhere, but my anger was nowhere to calm down. Every cell in my body was about to burst.