The Head

Cassius Mancini had been doing his very best not to burst in anger. His body was shivering in intense fury.

His sons were murdered by some goddamn bastards and he didn’t know who to take his revenge on.

He can’t wait to go home and find out who the fuck killed his sons and who was responsible for the downfall of his empire.

Cassius knew that he had countless enemies and he admitted that he had been reckless these past few months, thinking that everything was going pretty smoothly.

“Hey, just relax…” His latest girlfriend, Amelia, tried to make him relaxed. He was in his private jet.

But it only made his anger flare up. He doesn’t want anyone telling him what to do. Especially if it’s from a woman.

He grabbed her by the neck and pushed her down on the table.

“Cassius…” Amelia groaned in pain as her face was being pushed on the table.

But Cassius didn’t even hear her pleas and cries for mercy. Her pleas and cries only made his fury flared up and so he circled his hands around her