Page 60 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince

He grunts and pushes me backward. Giovanni rams me to the tiled walls.

My back hits the walls hard, causing me to groan.

Shit.

He throws heavy punches on my face with no second to give me the upper hand. Infuriated by his nasty blows, I kick him in the groin.

“Ahhhh... fuck.”

I take his shoulder as he cowers in pain, driving him forcefully to the sink. The ceramic breaks in half and crashes to the ground in an instant.

Giovanni grunts.

I’ll kill him and make sure he is dead this time.

He coughs out blood as I deliver punches to his abdomen.

“I'm going to kill you for good this time.”

Giovanni counters a punch and sends me to the ground with a rod, hitting my head.

Fuck, that hurt.

He kneels over my body and thrusts heavy blows at my face.

“Son of a bitch!” My fingers search for anything on the floor to free myself from him. It takes a moment to find a broken piece of ceramic.

He yells as I drive a sharp edge into his thighs. I push him hard and he staggers to the back. My mouth is stained with blood. I’m going to fuck him up.

“Betrayer.” My knees feel weak as I pull myself up to my feet. The ache in my head is fucking a lot. Like a bang that’s not stopping soon. I cover the gap between us with a furious attack on him.

He falls to the ground as I thrust my shoulder blade into his abdomen. He yells in pain.

Music to my ears.

Blood splatters from his mouth as I strike him in the face with my heel. I hover over his body, delivering multiple blows to his face.

I’ll make him pay.

My knuckles burst as I grunt hard, yelling curses followed by frustrated punches. “You fucking betrayer.” I’m panting harder, weakened by my hits.

Giovanni’s face is laced with bruises covered with blood. He connects his fist to my jaw in a swift move as I try to catch my breath.

I stagger and fall on my back after I hit a wall. Never had I thought I’d be killing my fucking best friend or making him bleed from my fist.

Giovanni spits out blood. “Ahhhh…fuck.”

I stand to my feet quickly and take his shoulder as he cowers in pain, driving him to the sink. The second bowl of ceramic breaks into half and crashes to the ground in an instant.

Giovanni grunts.

He coughs out more blood as I deliver punches to his abdomen.

“I'm going to kill you.”

Giovanni counters a punch and sends me to the ground with a pipe he yanked out from the sink fixture, hitting my head. Water begins to spill into the room. He kneels over my body and thrusts heavy blows to my face.

The top button of his shirt is opened and I spot the wound mark on his chest. The same spot I had shot him. I can’t feel my face with his fists connecting in the most vicious manner.

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