Chained By A Possessive Mafia's Love novel Chapter 52

Blaze's POV

A voice came from behind. Both Lucas and I knew who it was. We didn't need to look at that bastard's smug face to guess his identity.

As we turned, he was standing in front of us with a smirk on his face. "Long time no see, Mr. Blaze Roderick."

His hands were in his pockets as he smirked at us like he owned the world.

"So, you are finally willing to come out of your grave. I thought you're going to hide for life."

I'm not a pushover as he thinks. No matter the situation, I will hunt back if someone steps on my tail.

"Huh, do you think you're in any position to talk to me like this?" he shouted at me. He enlarged his eyes in astonishment when I seized his neck through his shirt collar.

"You got my son, but it doesn't mean I'm your captive, Dylan Bruce. You better give my son back to me while I'm still a good man. If you force me or push me down to the path where I have to forget that Jack is in hand, believe me, that cost is going to be heavy for a rat like you."

My brain was already spinning from anger at him. Because of this bastard, I lost my brother and sister, and now he dared to mess with me.

"Even if she is dead, I'm still your sister's love, so you better respect your dead sister." He was calm like water and when I mentioned my sister, my blood boiled in my nerves.

I let go of his shirt collar and unexpectedly, I gripped his neck.

"You dare to mess with me emotionally and how dare you mention my sister? Are you even human? Because of you, she died, yet you dare to use her as your tool."

I couldn't believe my sister fell in love with such a bastard. How could she? Because of this man, she had to bear humiliation and death. Yet he didn't even have a little regret. But when I looked at him again, he lowered his gaze. For a second, I saw the pain in his eyes.

But who am I kidding? A man like him never can or never will feel anyone's pain.

"Blaze, I don't need to explain myself to you. So, you better remember that Jack is still with my men, and you know better than anyone. My men can do anything," he threatened once again. How I wished I could kill this bastard, but I promised my sister on her deathbed.

"What do you want?" I know that he cannot do anything without ulterior motives, but I don't believe him - not even a little.

"Let's sit inside. It's not something we should talk about while standing on the roof. Now let's go." Fucking bastard acted like he invited a guest for his wedding.

I wanted to punch him to death, but Lucas grabbed me back. "We need to take Jack back, so don't mess things up right now," he whispered in a low voice. I know, dammit.