"What's got you so happy?" I asked Chris as we walked over to our usual breakfast table.

Being that we have kitchen duty in the mornings, we're always the last to get to eat. That means we only ever have like five minutes to eat too, but at least we get to see the guys for even that small amount of time. They keep us from killing the people we share that kitchen with, to be honest.

"I'm happy and sad at the same time." He murmured to me, "Angelo has exactly a month left until he's released. I'm happy he's getting away from here but I'm sad I won't get to see his beautiful face everyday. His freedom and the fact that he'll actually get to live again means way more to me though."

"How sweet." I smirked.

It was a bit of a tease and bit genuine. They were the perfect psycho couple. It was like Bonnie and Clyde. The different being that Chris didn't want Angelo to ever go down with him. The second he sat down, his hand found his angel's. I set my tray down on the table. Kuza's arm snaked over my waist and I could see his Devil's smile out of the corner of my eye.

"How's my baby?" He mused into my ear as he played with the undone button of my shirt.

I sighed, "Later."

"Buuut, I just got out of the hotbox and, well, I'm craving MY hotbox." He sweetly said.

He could sweet talk, sure. Did he actually mean it? Fuck if I know. These walls will make you say things you'd never mean on the outside. His hand fell down to my thigh, giving me a squeeze. It did turn me on. If you saw his fucking abs, they'd get you, too. I've only got a few minutes to eat though and I wanted to enjoy them.

"I promise I'll give you a proper welcome back in the courtyard. Just let me eat, please." I told him.

Hesitantly, he pulled away. He can be pissed at me all he wants. I don't belong to him. After all these years, I truly believe I've repaid him for what he did for me when I first arrived here. I don't owe him shit at this point. You can only drag a debt out so far. We get to play our little game of cat and mouse now.

"You're quiet." Chris said to Ryan.

Kuza scoffed, "You act like that's abnormal."

Ryan sighed and let his eyes wonder off, "I'm just tired. I got a new cellmate and half the fucking prison wants to kill the kid. The whole fucking night he was crying 'cause of it."

"Christ," I snit, "How'd someone like that end up here?"

His response was a tired groan, "Daddy issues."

The silver light of the moon reflected off of the pistol in Vinny's hand as I watched him load the barrel. He caught my stare, cocking that fucking Jersey attitude, "What?"

"Nothing." I replied innocently, "I was just thinking how far you've come. You used to be scared of your own shadow, back at Graham. Now, you're one of the shadows that scares other people."

He rolled his eyes, "Don't be fucking cheesy, Dev."

I snickered, shaking my head. He began to walk past me. I followed to make sure he was going to right way, even though I'm sure he could figure it out. We do have the map on our phones. Plus, the warehouse is the only building with lights on right now. Vinny is a little pissy tonight, as you may have noticed. I can't blame him.

It's not pissy as much as it is on edge. Even if he's the one with a gun, he is still facing the biggest enemy and hinder of his life. His father always wanted him to toughen up. Maybe he'll be proud to see how far Vinny has come. It wasn't Mauro's doing that gave him tough skin. It was ours. We were the one that made him comfortable with that gun, when all his father had done for years was made him fear it.

"You sure you want to go in there alone?" I asked as we reached the warehouse.

He glanced back at me, shrugging his shoulders, "C'mon. I've taken down drug rings. I can deal with my own father."

"Hm, point taken. Just don't kill Sonny or Chris' mom. We don't want them dead yet." I said.

"Yeah, yeah. I know." He waved his hand to the closest lit watch tower.

"I'm going, I'm going. Fuck." I teased him.

Vinny and I have the relationship of an annoying little brother and a bitchy big sister. He laughed under his breath and I smiled back to him. I'm not sure who's in the watch tower on this side of the island. To my knowledge, everyone else was still at the other. It would have to be Kuza. Wonder if he caught his prey...

I hurried over to the tower, eager to watch little Vinny finally tear about his father. Once I reached it, I wasn't surprised to find Kuza in his most psychotic state. He actually does lose his mind to the point he scares me sometimes. It's been awhile since I've seen that insane look in his eyes. When I caught his attention by shutting the hatch over the tower's ladder, I saw that look once again.

It could strike you down like fucking lightning but it was hot as fuck. His Joker smile lessened when he saw me. He wrapped his arm around my waist, kissing my cheek, "Hello, my little minx."

"Someone's feeling feisty." I mused, absentmindedly playing with his necklace.

He was happy up until his gagged victim in the corner started to whine. His smile fell, turning into anger, "Can you shut the fuck up for two goddamn seconds?!" He sneered.

I see he caught Rayne. Guess I was right to put my money on Vanessa. She probably won't survive the whole experience, but I think she'll survive the night. Rayne won't be so lucky. He hands were bound behind her back and a rope tied through her teeth.

Wrapping my arm around Kuza's shoulder, I boasted, "I should've known it would end up this way eventually."

"And how's that, Babe?" He asked.

"Us, together. People come and go, but you and I have always stuck together. And we kill anyone who tries to get in our way." I grabbed his face with my hand gently and placed a kiss on his lips, "Isn't that right?"

"Mmmmh," He hummed to the smell of my perfume, "Yes, Baby."

Rayne made some type of muffled yell at us. She seems more pissed Kuza is leaving her than she is that he's killing her. What a poor, foolish girl. Love is nothing but a pawn. Ricky taught me that lesson years ago. Even now, I'm nothing but a case file to him. I know that's not true but lately, it feels like it is. He's been ignoring me so much. That's why I'm appreciating Kuza's attention more now than I ever did.

He walked over to her and undid the rope around her mouth. She started bitching him out, only for him to slap her. I'll let them play their little game. For now, I wanted to watch the show. I leaned on the desk to view the monitor. This watch tower was smaller compared to the main one. It wasn't a massive display of screens. Just one small one but it was enough for me to see the carnage.

Mauro was currently the one on watch. Vinny, being the little shit he is, is incredibly quiet. When I referred to him as a shadow, I wasn't just saying it for the sake of saying it. He can get around in the dark without you knowing he's there. Just to freak everyone out, he shoved a large wooden box off the top of a pile of crates. It smashed to pieces on the ground and woke everyone instantly.

"Probably just a rat or something." Sonny grumbled, "Go back to sleep."

Mauro glared towards the darkness of the back corner, "Oh, it's a rat alright, but one that needs to be dealt with. Get your asses out of here and let me handle this."

"Fuck you." He muttered under his breath as he got up.

Sonny offered his hand to Mrs. Cerulli. The two walked out the opposite direction that he had headed. Mauro shoved over a pile of boxes. He didn't realize Vinny had moved across the room in that time.

Leaning against a large crate, he cocked a grin, "Too slow."

"You little fucking brat." He sneered, "Should've-"

"Killed me when you had the chance. Yeah, yeah. I know how this shit goes by now." Vinny griped.

That only pissed him off more, "Thought you were in ADX anyways."

"Nah, I get to work for the government now." He mused, "In fact, I busted a few of your rings. All of them, actually. Even if you did survive this and finish your time, you have no empire left. You don't even have two pennies to rub together or anyone to cry about it to." He slowly pulled up the gun, "But you don't have to worry about it, because you won't survive this."

Mauro snit, "Never thought my own son would get the fuckin' balls to actually kill me."

"I'm not your son." He stated simply before squeezing the trigger.

Vinny wasn't much of the torture type. It didn't surprise me that he went straight for the headshot. I would've milked it a little to be honest. He's dealt with this demon for so fucking long though. I understand why he just wanted it to finally be over. To see him be so vicious too, I was proud of the little goth bean. No matter how much he grows up, I'm still calling him a goth bean and no one can stop me.

"Devin!" I heard Rayne yell at me, "This fucking maniac broke your fucking back! Why would you trust him?!"

"He broke my back because I betrayed him. Need I remind you, my dear, you also broke a vase over Chris' head that night and attacked Angelo and Ricky with a knife. You didn't have a reason though." I turned away from the desk and slowly waltz over to the bitch.

"It doesn't matter what you say. We will trust each other until the day we die. And we're certainly not going to turn on each other for your whore cunt ass." Kuza scoffed while putting the gag back between her teeth. He stood up straight and snaked his arm around my ass, "Baby, can I please fuck you right now? I want the last thing she remembers to be you moaning my name."

I flipped my hair to the side and beamed a smile, "Sure, Baby. I'll even call you Daddy if you want me to."

He chuckled, "The Daddy kink isn't my thing, but feel free to scream all you fucking want."

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