Amilio goes to Red Tech (his company). No one knows about Antonio Red's death besides the underworld. Red Tech is the only company he could attain after Evanora took over. It was nearly wiped from existence but he took over and since then the business had been thriving.
The media believed that it still belonged to Antonio, they had no idea that Antonio was dead and Amilio kept it that way to keep his identity secret.
Not a lot of people knew he was Antonio's son, in fact they didn't even know he had a son. He went there as an ordinary software engineer. He had an underground layer which he needed to find Evanora.
This layer had dozens of technologies which kept a record of every single person in Italy, who they were, where they lived every single detail was recorded except the name Evanora. He had been inspecting every piece of information for five years yet still no trace of Evanora.
He completed his task and went to a club. It was a public club, the place was crowded. He sat at the bar and ordered a few drinks.
Amilio drank a whole bottle of dry gin frustration coursing through his veins along with the alcohol in his system until he was drunk. He went to a woman who was sitting alone in a corner watching everything that happened in the bar. Her face looked innocent, yet her innocence emitted danger. She had ember eyes, freckles beneath her eyes dancing over her nose like stars in the sky. Her skin was tanned, but her innocence had a hint of alluring
seduction.
Her eyes were as bright as the sun, they were so bright yellow it made her look like she was not human but a mystical creature instead, she emitted dangerous energy even with her innocence.
Amilio was enticed by her, her innocent beauty was dangerously alluring. Her skin was tanned and her body perfect beyond perfection. She had the type of seductive innocent beauty that would cause men to commit sin.
Amilio gripped her arm forcefully; his mind already decided that his target would be the innocent seductress. The girl did not fight,did not cry or beg for help. The corner of her lips rose into an evil smirk and she followed like a clueless child.
Amilio took her to a sex room, he was unaware that he was there but still they were in it. He pinned the girl against the wall and tried kissing her but she stabbed him. Amilio staggered back his steps heavy with intoxication.
"Pain is pleasure when delivered by the right hand. I'm dominated by no man, men submit to me."
She chained him to the wall and left him for a while. When she was back she had a hot stone in her hand held by a clawed metal piece. She removed his pants and held his crotch, rubbing the heated stone against it.
Amilio groaned in both pain and pleasure. She pressed the stone against his dick and he growled in pain. She kept doing that until the stone was cool, she was satisfied when his dick was swollen, burnt, scarred.
"men are confident just because they have filthy sausages attached to them. What would happen if they had a pussy like us? Would you still feel masculine?"
She laughed at her own comment. The innocent looking girl took her knife and traced a line in between his chest leaving behind an open wound.
She drew a line across his scar with a knife, a permanent scar that would heal but not fade.
Amilio sobbed in pain.
"men don't cry, I haven't even started with you."
She spread open his legs, his crotch badly burnt and wrote the word "mine", with the knife ensuring that the knife cuts deep enough to leave a never fading scar, words written bold
enough for anyone to see like a tattoo.
He begged her to stop in his intoxicated state. He would have never begged a woman or anyone if he was sober but he begged her to stop. The girl branded him with hot iron ensuring that the iron sinked in and the wound never promised to fade.
"You're marked now. Marked by a capo."
Amilio gave way to the darkness. The girl smirked and left him alone in the sex room to be found. The next morning Amilio was awoken by the throbbing in between his thighs and the migraine he had.
His head hurt, his body throbbed in pain and his crotch felt numb. He tried to reach out to it only to realize he was chained to the wall.
A man in black came in at that moment and unlocked his chains before leaving him alone again.
Amilio fell to the ground as his legs failed him.
His feet had been pierced by pencil heels, his thighs marked and branded, his crotch burned in the name of pleasure.
"fuck!"
He forced his body to stand up, dragging himself to where there was a neatly packed set of clothes. The friction between his body and the clothes inflicted pain on all his wounds.
He drove to the hospital first where he was treated by a female doctor. She had a calm face but he felt as though he was being mocked. She gave him some painkillers which he took then drove to his house which was on the outskirts of town.
He had promised his sister that he'd visit her on his free day, it had been 6 months since he'd seen her so he decided to fulfill that promise. When he got home he was embraced by silence.
He sat on the sofa adjusting his body comfortably so as not to increase the pain he was already feeling.
Before he could even sleep he received a call from constable Nora Amilya. He groaned, annoyed that someone had to ruin his rest before he could even sleep but he picked the call anyway.
He removed his pants because they were just causing too much friction and hurting so he was just left with his underwear.
Nora, "you're a useless officer you know. It's been 5 years yet you still haven't caught that drugdealer. Quite disappointing."
Amilio clenched his fists but kept his temper to himself.
Nora, "women like Evanora are a rare kind of beautiful. I heard she had this seductive
innocence that would bring men to sin. What if you actually found her but like any other corruptman you're fucking around with her? She's never been arrested, there are no records of her,she has never been seen yet she exists."
"Evanora is a sly snake. Tell you what, I'll be the first police officer to bring her before justice.She will pay for all her sins. "
Mabel"ooh my devil of hell. "
Mabel dropped a glass plate that had ice cream in it, her mouth wide open. Amilio hung up on
the call and turned to face his sister.
Mabel," she left her mark on you. Dang it! "
Amilio rolled his eyes realizing what Mabel was talking about. He wanted to torture the woman
who had ruined him last night but the problem was that he did no remember the woman's face.
"brother, do you realize what this mark means?"
"that a woman ruined me while I was drunk and now she's running scott free probably to hernext target."
Mabel sat next to Amilio with a mischievous grin on her face as she rubbed her hands together.
"You still have Evanora's case right. Tell you what, if you agree to let Evanora be my best friendafter locking her up in prison I will help you find her."
"You don't need a criminal for a friend."
Mabel rolled her eyes.
"It took you five years to find Evanora and you still haven't found her. Watch how I find her in just 2 days. You don't know her location, I do."
Mabel seats next Amilio observing his behavior. He couldn't sit for too long and kept standing upevery 5 minutes, his eyes were scarred, she had read documentaries, murder cases but shewas interested in Evanora's case.