A New Type of Mafia Love

Chapter 42

Vincenzo's POV:

I just landed and sped to the house. First thing I do is hug Wyatt

"I'm so sorry I left you with them. I should've know something was up"

"It's okay dad how was your trip" he brushed off what happened

"Boring I spent my time in meeting, eating, or working" I answered

"You forgot to mention sleeping"

"I didn't do much of that buddy"

"You should sleep. I don't want you to overwork yourself"

"No I'm fine I wanna be with you Ash"

"Don't look at me like that"

I furrowed my brows

"How"

"Like you feel sorry for me. Big deal I was abused lots of kids are but no one bats an eye. I'm not fragile or your charity case" tears were threatening to spill from his eyes

"You're my 9 year old son. I don't pity you, I just hate that I let this happen. I love you to the moon and back Wyatt. I'm allowed to be emotional that my son is covered in bruises. I wish you'd let me in but I won't force you. I'll always be here for you not because I feel bad but because I love you"

"I love you too" he ran off after he said that

I was furious that I was stupid enough to to leave my only son with the likes of them. I failed as a father. I was supposed to protect Wyatt and I couldn't do that

I had the three of them collected and locked in the torture room. I decided to pay a visit before Oscar got here

"You demon release us" Oscar's slutty sister screamed

"You're not going anywhere accept to hell" I told them coldly

"Who are you" Penelope cried

"Oh I'm Vincenzo Lombardi the leader of the Italian mafia and your enemy"

"Does Oscar know" Henry asked

"He's known since we met"

"Let us go and we won't tell Wyatt" the slut smirked

"He knows and even if he didn't You're in no position to blackmail me whore"

"I'm no whore, fag"

"Say that again I fucking dare you" my head snapped to the stairs where Oscar was descending from

"Oh what FAG" Oscar clenched his fists when his father responded

"It's what you ar-" he was cut off my Lars's fist

"*punch* Who *punch* the *punch* fuck *punch* do *punch* you *punch* think *punch* you *punch* are *punch*"

"OSCAR STOP" his mom cried and tried to grab him and he grabbed her throat

"Don't touch me bitch" he growled

"I know Wyatt asked you to stop but did you" he squeezed

"N-O" She was able to cough out

"Then why should I" he let go and she collapsed on the floor

"Why? He's 9" Oscar asked and punched the wall

"We're Sorry"

"No you aren't! You're never fucking sorry! He's a child a good one at that. He's humble, caring, smart, and so fucking loving and you took advantage of that. I was stupid to give you that opportunity. I don't know why I thought that Wyatt could have something with you that I never had. Even if I kill you Wyatt won't be better. He'll always have those memories stuck in his head" tears were streaming down his face