Chapter 127. A Man's Regret.

The following chapters will be switching POV because it's the end of the month and I need to end this month with something interesting that'll leave you thinking for days. 

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"That video you did, didn't you think there would be any repercussions?"

Helio asked. 

Ezekiel wobbled around even while being held to keep him from doing exactly that. 

He could barely keep his eyes open it was a miracle that he was still alive even while receiving several blows that would kill a normal man.

Well, that was what it meant to be part of the Mafia, after all, tolerance at such a degree was one thing the police academy wouldn't teach you. 

"..."

His swollen black eye had almost covered his sight, blood was dripping down his nostrils and mouth, and the skin of his lips was split into halves, giving a horrifying look which would make many throw up. 

"You should have never laid fingers on what's mine."