The Perfection of Daddy Mafia Love

Raise Devil.

Felisa and Mason enter her room to accompany her four children. Alfonso and Glen immediately went to the basement, to prepare themselves, worried in the streets there were enemies who suddenly blocked their affairs at least they had preparations to fight.

"Master!" said one of the guards in black clothes while bowing his body.

Two men in all-black clothes came to Alfonso and to report all were ready to fly. The two Mafia had just come out of the basement preparing themselves.

"Hmmm..." Alfonso folds Hem's arm color toscape it.

"All is ready. Heli is ready in the backyard of the mansion." continued the man he still continues to bend.

Alfonso did provide a helicopter pad behind his mansion.In case if there is an urgent need, like tonight.

"Hm..Let's go," Alfonso nodded to Glen. Tonight they go to Pinus' headquarters by helicopter to speed up the time. Alfonso didn't want his son to wake up he wasn't in his room. Because, the distance of the Mansion to the Pine Headquarters takes three hours. Alfonso had already calculated everything therefore he decided to use air transportation.

The two Mafia walked into the backyard with two bodyguards escorted. The time has already shown at 02:00 am Spanish time. The noise of helicopter propellers slightly irritated their ears. Alfonso and Glen immediately put the earphones in their ears.

The legs of both began to climb the small stairs available. Alfonso sat next to Glen.They talked through radio earphones because of the noise of heli propellers. Not waiting for long just twenty minutes the Heli landed on the runway of the Pinus headquarters.

Ethan immediately runs out to welcome the Mafia boss. He's lowered his head.

"Master!" hello Ethan. When Alfonso and Glen stepped foot on the stairs down from the Heli.

"Hmmm..." Alfonso just cleared his throat.

Glen slapped Ethan on the shoulder, "Where, your Master? Are you sleeping, or are you unconscious?" ask Glen.

"They were both drinking at the bar" Ethan replied.

"Patience." murmured Glen.

Both of his best friends chose singles because they did not want to get dizzy. They think getting married is just a hassle. The wife will definitely ban this and it is not to mention if pregnant the wife will experience morning sickness.because, that Gareth and Andre chose singles for them to see the children of Alfonso, Alfonso, Glen and Kevin had already comforted them enough.

Alfonso, Glen walked into the base. Both streets lined with pounding boots worn by both shook the hearts of the prisoners at the headquarters. Ethan escorts from behind with a full weapon.

Tak.tak.tak...

Shoes sounds.

The captives who were sleeping on the chairs immediately raised their heads. The eyes that were no longer covered in cloth made the five look at each other. Waiting for what fate they will accept.

"He is the devil in the form of a human being" whispered the captive leader to his four men, because the light beam that hit Alfonso's face was clearly visible from the holding room.

"We'd better be honest!" sahut is one of them.

"No! The lives of our families are in danger if we are honest. Let us die if our wives' children survive" said the other.

"I..." Gareth and Andre walk out of the bar welcoming Alfonso and Glen.

"What about them?" Alfonso pointed with a head gesture to his captive.

"Had been fed and drunk." replied Andre.

"Good!" Alfonso began to sit his body on the sofa. His Mafia aura reappeared.

In front of the torture room Alfonso deliberately provide k

sofas and tables.For him and his companions witnessed the sufferings of the captives.

Alfonso smiled as he saw his three best friends toast each other celebrating the beginning they killed the enemy again. The Mafia boss has quit smoking and drinking since he planned to marry Leticia. Alfonso learned that Leticia lupus was there he promised not to touch cigarettes, drugs and drinks until now.

Ethan and Jose stand guard at the door of the holding room. Waiting for orders from their boss.

"Have you been interrogated? Whose men are they?" alfonso asked, rubbing his chin.

"They are never honest. Even if Andre tortured them they still did not want to confess" explained Gareth.

"Sh*T...They miss my demons waking up." Alfonso gritted his guard.

Tak...

Just one shoe hit. Alfonso, already standing off the couch. He walked with definite steps towards the prisoner's door.

"Ethan's...Open the door" orders Alfonso. The widower took out a drill from the end of his Boots. He twirled around the little golden-coloured trainers a little rusty the edges were very sharp, upwards. Ethan immediately opened the chain that was used to wrap around the handle of the holding room.

Cleaved...

Door opens.

"Light the light," continued Alfonso again.

After the holding room light is on. Alfonso entered, he walked around the five men occasionally his legs kicked the legs of the chair to make one of the prisoners fall.

"Whose man? If anyone dares to answer, I will reduce one sentence. But, if I lie, I add two laws!" Alfonso continued to play his practice this time he played by moving from left hand to right hand. The five captives were restless when the train fell and stuck in their heads. That's really torturous.

They did not answer, they looked at each other and shook their heads together.

"Java!!!" Again Alfonso did a kick at the foot of the chair.

Brugh...

This time instead of falling with the body just tilted with the chair. However, the man tipped down with his body pressed by an artificial chair from wood.

"Argh," the man said.

Brugh...

One more kick hit the man's forehead that had fallen under the floor. Because, the rigors of the kick, the chair that had been turned back upright with the prisoner's position remained tied in the chair.

Fresh blood flowed from the man's forehead due to the rigors of the kick plus the hard end of the boots - a special design material from the famous shoemaker in Spain. The prisoner moved his head so that his blood would not flow into his eyes. It was horrible for his four friends to see. However, it was very entertaining for Alfonso.

Mafia bosses are like finding a new toy. Four years he fasted torturing prisoners let alone killing them sadistically. Alfonso last killed sadistically when he killed an enemy named Bella. It was Glen and Steward's wedding.

"Jawab or do I use a belt!?" Alfonso still offers punishment.

"Just kill us." said one of the captives. He looked at Alfonso not a hint of fear was visible in his eyes.

"Can't! Rules here the prisoner must fight the master of the headquarters. You guys come, I welcome. Let's fight who's strong he won." Alfonso bargained.

Jose has prepared all the torture devices. Barbed belts made of iron are smeared with olive oil and then heated over the fire to heat. The syringe contains botulinum toxin, not to forget two small exercises as a backup. All neatly arranged on the front desk of the prisoners.

"See..choose which one first? Syringe, practice or belt?" bargain Alfonso he laughs wickedly.

"Okey...no one answered? I'll use the belt, who do I want to torture first? Where's chairman?" snapped Alfonso. He gritted his teeth.

Alfonso's a cold-blooded killer. He felt challenged if his enemy dared to resist in his time of torture. However, this time all the prisoners resigned ready to die. Because, to protect the wife's son out there.