Chaos In The Darkness; Salvatores's Salvation-Chapter 103: The Scary Don- III

Evelyn gasped in horror at the hand that now laid on the floor. Her eyes refused to believe it as she blinked them continuously trying to get the hand out of her sight.

How in the world was this possible? Was she really seeing a hand or was this a trick that her mind was playing?

Did, by any chance, her aunt slip something into her drink or food?

Evelyn gulped at the sight of the bleeding hand.

"Check the other pocket as well." The command was clear that Evelyn dreaded doing what Salvatore had commanded. Nevertheless she turned around with paralyzed legs and reached to the other side of the jacket he wore for dinner.

Evelyn felt her lips tremble and so did her fingers. Did she really have to do this? This was one of the scariest things that she had ever done.

Even her hand felt reluctant to check the pocket.

Having enough of the reluctant thoughts, she pulled her hand back and shook her head as she turned to Salvatore. "I can’t do it... I’m sorry but I can’t do it." She almost cried out when she said those words. It was difficult to hold them in.

Salvatore did not move an inch and so did his face. If he had any sympathy for her, Evelyn could not see it.

"Please," she all but started to beg him to not make her do this. "I can’t do this, Don. Please don’t make me do this."

Salvatore stared at her for a few seconds more before he stood up. His eyes did not leave her as he moved towards her instead right in front of her.

"You need to understand something," he whispered and that whisper alone ran a shiver down her spine, "if I ask you to do something, I ask because I know you are capable of doing it."

Evelyn shook her head as her lip trembled dangerously. She was not ready to do that. His assumption was wrong.

"Go on," he urged, "I want you to be the one to take out the next thing inside the jacket pocket."

"W-why do you even have th-those things inside your jacket pocket?" She sniffed and tried to deflect the topics of the jacket on something else.

He chuckled. "Do it, Evelyn."

Evelyn did not move. She stared at him right in the eye before shaking her head very slowly. She did not have the courage to do that.

When she did not move and stood her ground with resolution Salvatore’s hand moved to her shoulders and he turned her around.

Evelyn once again faced the jacket. With how his hands remained on her shoulders it was evident that he was not going to let go and she had to put her hand inside his jacket pocket and pull out another hand or something like that.

Closing her eyes and inhaling a huge breath in, Evelyn reached inside his pocket and pulled out a single finger.

Closing her eyes, Evelyn let go of the finger with a huge sob. "Please," she said just as the finger dropped to the ground.

"It’s alright, Evelyn," he whispered before hugging her from behind and placing his chain on her shoulder.

"Do you know why I cut the hand and the singer of your family members? In fact, would you like to guess what belongs to who?"

She sniffed and shook her head. "If anything don, I would like to forget about it."

Now that she got to know him more Salvatore certainly liked playing with his victims and even if Evelyn was not one, he did not mind toying with her.

He chuckled. "The hand, the hand belongs to your brother Luigi. The finger is something I cut from your uncle’s hand, Julio. I would love to see how that old man points fingers at you." He exhaled loudly and Evelyn remained still. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"He does love to shove fingers in your face, doesn’t he?"

Her eyes popped open at that.

Evelyn had never encountered her uncle unless it was in the presence of her father. So if it was not a family event she had never met her uncle otherwise. But it had been only once that his uncle had the guts to raise his finger at her. The one time he had pointed his finger at her was when he had got to know that the organisation had gone to Angelo instead of Evelyn or any other nephew of her father as the heir.

But even Angelo was not there to know exactly what happened. He had arrived after sometime so he had not seen the entire scene unfold which only made it interesting to house Salvatore knew exactly what had been going on.

"How do you know?" She whispered, perplexed slightly.

He chuckled, "it is always important for me to know what is going on in my business and you, Evelyn," he turned her around, "are my most important business."

Evelyn blushed as the first thing before she looked away in embarrassment. But the problem with looking away was when she turned her eyes to look at the floor, she stared at the bloody hand and the finger.

Nevermind romantic Don for he was still scary.

"Am I important enough for you to not make me look at cut h-hands and fingers?" She stared at his neck as she said that. "I would appreciate it if you never make me do this again."

He smiled, more of a wolfish grin it was. "Must I say, it will keep happening as long as you are with me, Evelyn. I’m not going to tolerate anyone speaking against you or trying to hurt you and that is what is going to happen to them."

He took her a step closer but Evelyn stood on her paralyzed legs making him step into her space. "Next time it would be a tongue or even an eye if someone looks at you wrong. I am not going to tolerate anyone trying to harm you or even thinking of it."

He leaned into place a case on her forehead. "And I fucking mean it."