Under Control

Ch 14: Girlfriend

Whitlock pov:

"Fuck! Get them!" I ducked and avoided a gunshot to my head. Taking cover behind a window I took a moment to catch my breath.

"You good boss?" Claudio asked through the coms.

"Fine. Get Axe in there." I replied, returning shots into the building across from us.

"On it." Axe said.

Peaking a glance I watched his car drift to cover, his body jumping out and through the window. Loud thudding footsteps sound in my building. Reloading and cocking my gun I waited for the assault.

The drywall to my left busted open as a big man hooked me on his shoulder and took me through another drywall. Falling off his shoulder with a grunt I look up to see his foot coming down.

Rolling out of the way I flip up to my feet and engage him. Boxing with the man sent a spike of adrenaline through me. Socking him in the face and kneeing him in the stomach multiple times.

He yelled and forced my knee away, sending a powerful gut punch to me. I lost my breath and felt my cheek gush blood from the force of his punch. Reeling back I try to gather myself, his onslaught hurting more and more. His fists and feet connecting harder and harder.

On the ground and coughing I watch his figure start to retreat. I was just getting started, my blood pumping, the wounds bleeding, it was exhilarating. Pushing myself to my feet I watch him turn and face me with a disgusted look.

"You punch like a bitch." Spitting out a mouthful of blood I charged him. Hooking him on my shoulder I lift him up and slam him into the floor with a grunt.

Straddling his waist I hold his shirt and rapid fire punches into his face, the blood staining my fist. Kicking me off him I roll back and rush him again.

Using my training I send powerful and precise punches and kicks to him. Taking an uppercut I stumble back against a wall, dodging a punch to the face. 

Hooking my arm around his I flip him over and through the wall, his arm breaking in the process. Taking a knife from my boot I smile and stalk towards his whimpering figure.

"I'm gonna have fun with you." Licking the blade I jab it down into his chest.

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Loud shouting and ruckus came from the otherside of the door. Kicking it in I toss a bloody heart in front of the restrained man, his eyes widen as fear fills them.

"P-please! I'll do anything." The same begging I got from plenty of other wanna be gangsters and mob bosses.

"You guys fucked up my face." Taking a pack of cigs out and bringing one to my lips, leaving some blood on the carton and cig.

"I'm sorry! I'm really sorry." He shouted, fighting against his restraints.

"You're a weak, insignificant man… and I'm gonna cut your heart out." Blowing out a cloud of smoke I hand the cig off to Axe.

He screamed and cried as my blade dug into his chest, carving his heart straight out of him. His body went limp halfway through which made it easier. Dropping the organ to the floor I snap my fingers and watch Claudio.

With a gloved hand he pulls a card from his pocket and drops it on the dead man's body. We take our leave, some of us more hurt than others, and hop into the car.