How Lilies turn Black – Chapter 17 – Silvano Giacone (2)

Author: Nikss

Still, she could never escape his firm grip holding both her thighs, and the more she twisted her hips, the rougher and more insistent his movements became.

“Stop it, say something that makes sense, I…”

His eyes glittered like a beast before its prey.

“I’ve waited so patiently until today.”

“Ahh… Please, please stop. I was wrong…!”

“Shh, come on. Did I say I’m going to kill you or something?”

Tears streaked down the woman’s cheeks.

But there was not an ounce of compassion in the eyes staring down at her, and she realized she probably wouldn’t make it through the day.

“Tell me. Did I look like such an idiot in your eyes, too?”

“Ugh…!”

At that moment, the woman twisted violently and flailed her arms. The man frowned at her sudden defiance.

She fumbled around on the desk and grabbed something.

Clang—

In the blink of an eye, she had a pistol loaded and pointed at him. But her attempt was foiled just as quickly…

The man’s grip on the gun tightened, and without a moment’s hesitation, he slammed it into the woman’s face.

Wham!

The bridge of her nose must have been broken. A gush of blood gushed out, but the man swung his arm one more time, relentlessly.

The woman’s scream echoed deafeningly through the warehouse.

“Aah!”

The man rolled his eyes at the shrill high-pitched sound. Then he spun the gun around and jammed the muzzle into the woman’s mouth.

“Ugh!”

“Shut up and suck it like you did before. Very good.”

The woman squirmed and snorted tears. The man stayed close to her, shoving his manhood to the root, and whispered in a low voice.

“Why, you sucked it so good earlier. Do the same thing.”

He chuckled, and she let out an unnerving howl that was neither a moan nor a scream, but an unspeakable savagery.

“Ugh, uhh… hmph…”

The woman’s face was stained with what might have been blood, tears, or saliva.

In contrast, the man’s face grew more and more amused.

The woman moved her trembling arm, wrapping it around the man’s hand that held the gun.

“Si…Sil…Silvano.”

The man’s name, was barely audible through the rumbling blood.

With the words on her lips, she squeezed the pistol’s trigger.

Bang—!

The man had no time to react. In a flash, the woman’s skull exploded open, and hot blood covered everything.

“Oh, bloody hell!”

Muttering foul words, the man hastily yanked it out of his hand.

He didn’t care about the death of the woman he had just made love to or her gruesome corpse.

The only thing he cared about was the penis that was about to burst against her tight vaginal lining.

“Sh*t, I thought you were going to snitch.”

He fondled it to make sure it was still intact… and after a moment, he pulled up his pants, which had fallen to his feet, and tucked them into his underwear.

It was only then that his eyes caught sight of the blood-covered desk.

“Ah…”

The man stared at what had been a woman for a moment, running a hand through his hair nervously.

A snort escaped his twisted lips.

“She shouldn’t have died already, not after a year of saving.”

But the woman took her own life with her own hands.

The man didn’t seem to see it coming. He ran a hand through his hair, perplexed, and then clicked his tongue in acknowledgment that he’d already screwed up.

“Whatever…” He muttered as he tossed the woman’s splayed legs aside in disgust.

“It’s no fun, isn’t it.”

The man runs out of the warehouse, wiping his blood-stained face. He was Silvano Giacone.

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Theodoro’s face was strangely serious. The sarcasm from earlier had washed away.

“Where did you hear about him?”

Lilia’s stomach lurched at the question. Of course, she recognized him from her previous life, but could she reveal it?

“You know, I tend to overhear a lot of things when I’m here.”

His dark eyebrows twitched once at the feigned casualness.

But it didn’t make sense, and Theodoro didn’t probe further about the source of the information. Instead, he cut to the chase.

“If you’ve heard of him, you’ve also heard that there’s nothing to be gained by messing with him.”

“…”

“My sincere advice. Forget it. Don’t even think about messing with Antonio.”

Well. I appreciated the ‘sincere’ advice, but I had no intention of following it.

Lilia interrupted and asked, “And you, Lord Theodoro, think he’s more than enough to handle Antonio, don’t you?”

“Yeah, so if you want to save your life, forget it.”

Her eyes widened at the sigh-like response.

‘Huh?’

Was he the kind of guy who could just accept a simple answer? I don’t know because we don’t talk much. But Theodoro was a man of few words.

If he could talk like that, it was clear that Silvano was not someone to be taken lightly.

‘Of course, I didn’t know, I just didn’t know it well enough…’

Silvano Giacone. A hitman for the Corella family, a man who was said to be a ruthless assassin, a killer that even the mafia was tongue-tied about.

They say he was nothing short of a psychopath, slaughtering his opponents with a rag.

And it was this brutal nature that ultimately led to his demise from the organization.

‘I guess he was too much of a risk for the organization to keep him around, because while he was a good hitman, he was too conspicuous in the way he went about his business.’

Eventually, the then–Corella Family chief assembled a hit team to assassinate him.

So did Silvano end up dead at the hands of his organization?

Absolutely not.

It was five other members of his organization who went to kill him, and Silvano hung all of their bodies from a pole in the under-construction Hoffler Building.

As if to tell the world of those who had crossed him.

Even if Silvano said he did it out of a sense of betrayal, it was not something to be taken lightly.

Killing a member of your organization only happens when you have a higher-up’s permission, and Silvano breaks that rule, turning the entire city of Demercy upside down with his shocking display of corpses in the center of the city.

It was a matter that could have led to law enforcement being called in and exposing the organization.

‘That’s why the Mafia Commission would have been investigated.’

In many ways, death was the only punishment he deserved. But the commission settled the case by banishing Silvano to North Wellington…

Surprisingly, a major contributor to this merciful decision was the late Vittorio Benedetti, who had been the boss of the Benedetti family about a decade earlier, in the ’50s. So he was Theodoro and Luciano’s father.

‘I don’t know what interests he had, but…’

Silvano escaped with his life and was given the job of managing a small smuggling warehouse.

A young man in his twenties who had enjoyed a glamorous organized life was suddenly stuck in a rural corner like an old man in retirement. He’s probably still there today.

‘So the man who had faded from everyone’s memory… returned to Demercy in the late ’60s?’

It was Luciano, now Benedetti’s boss, who secretly brought Silvano back, and Silvano went back to working covertly as a hitman under his wing.

This was the story that Wayne, who followed Luciano closely, told me.

‘Wayne said he didn’t know why Luciano got rid of him.’

Perhaps there was a very special connection… or perhaps the Benedettis owed Silvano something.

Either way, it didn’t hurt Lilia. If anything, it would help her.

‘We’ll find out why later…’

Lilia looked at Theodoro in front of her, her eyes conveying her unwavering determination and will.

“I can bring him back, and if I do, will you let me?”

It didn’t matter how rabid the Silvano man was, he would be a loyal dog to her, and she was confident she could reach for his leash.

The look of certainty in her eyes made Theodoro scratch his head for a headache. Was it an illusion that the shadows under her eyes seemed darker?

“…What’s your name?”