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75| Held Captive
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His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 76| Always Two Steps Ahead
DIABLONothing gave me joy than seeing Senna hurt and then bringing him down to his knees. It didn't have to be a direct contact. It was what affected him the most.I had studied him for a very long time, noticing every provocation, every trigger, and everywhere to hurt and torment him. His biggest fear wasn't him getting hurt. Senna didn't care about his life, and he had no idea how much of a selfless bastard he was. So, I did the best thing I was good at. I triggered all of them. He was starting from his partners. I killed Batista. It had unhinged him, but I was sure he had no idea about that. Then, I went ahead to start an attack on his warehouses. It was linked to him, and I saw how it had him unhinged. While all of these happened, I planted Luca. He was the perfect guy for the job. He also wanted revenge, so I knew he was going to do this to the fucking last. You know, Senna believed he was more intelligent than me. There was no disputing how smart he was. He had carried
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 77| Plaything
BALIAThe last sound I heard before crumpling to the floor was a door bang as he exited the room.Tears streamed down my cheeks as I tried to wipe off his semen from my body. He had once again created a mess for me.It brought back terrible memories. The ones Senna had inflicted on me, and I nearly categorized them as the same time as men. But it wasn't true. Senna was different. He didn't have the same Aura as this man.He was pure evil. Fucking evil, and I could hear it when he spoke. I saw it in his eyes, and it showed in the way he hit me that he was capable of doing worse than Senna.There was not anything to be thankful about, but I was glad that he left the lights on. Pushing to my feet, I walked towards the single drape at the other side of the room and pushed it to the side, only to be met with grasses and concrete pavement. There was no light pouring in from the window, and it frustrated the hell out of me. I felt suffocated in here. I was in pain, and I couldn't walk wit
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 78| Truth is Pain
BALIAI had spent the rest of yesterday trying to distract myself by looking around the room. I found several tools and old materials. This place must have been a storage room in the past because everything was dusty.I suddenly burst into tears. Nothing but my thoughts had triggered me.Like a fool, I had trusted Luca again, believing he had my best interest at heart. In the past, he had hurt me so much, but I only thought of him once again because I wanted his redemption. Because I believed he could change. Hell, he was my brother, and I would always forgive him.Well, I wasn't sure about that anymore, not after what he had done to me.I missed Senna. Terribly. I used to hate him. Hell, I had moments when I hated him, but not anymore. After my outburst one night, he had changed, seeming to realize he was doing all the wrong things to me. He had made me feel safe. I made sure I consented to his advances. Hell, he had indirectly taken me on dates. For the first time, I wanted to go
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 79| Intense Release Clause
SENNAI returned to the mansion after staying out for days. Trey had gone back home to be with his wife, promising to return as soon as she was done with chemo.On getting home, I noticed how serene everywhere was. I was greatly bothered by it. Balia wasn't home. Why did I return here when all that brought me back was her?It had been tough to admit it. But most times, I always returned to be close to her. Before she came, I spent most of my time in my hotel. Sometimes, I did not return to the mansion for weeks, and whenever I returned, I didn't exceed three days. The excitement and expectation were no longer there. On getting into the house, I found Tina standing before one of the cleaning maids. She was instructing her on something but stopped immediately when she saw me. She stared at me for a while, wanting to say something. I saw it in her eyes, too. Then she walked up to me. "You haven't been home for days. Are you alright?" I scoffed and took off my jacket. One of the
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 80| A Successful Infiltration
SENNA"Stop staring at me." I snapped at Trey.We were parked far away from Diablo's mansion, watching as every one of my men surrounded his building. It was late at night and the best time to strike. Diablo wasn't going to expect our timely visit. "If you're staring at me to remind me that I am making a mistake, I'd suggest you stop looking at me and focus on directing the men to their positions."Sighing, Trey nodded and tapped the one-way device in his ears. He cleared his throat. And began to position the men while I watched.I had sent one of my most skilled men, Luciano, to take control of the tower and kill all the men. He had worked as a sniper for the US Army sometime in the past and had retired early due to underlying mental issues. But I had recruited him when I realised he was a very important investment. "Do you copy Luciano?" "Yes, sir." "Taken them down?" "Yes. They're all dead." I smiled. "Very good. Now, open the gates." I twisted my keys in the ign
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 81| Gunshots!
BALIA"What the hell are you doing, Luca?!" I cried in a hoarse voice and let out a dry cough that sent pain shooting up my chest. Senna was right there to place his arm around me."Stay back, Balia," Senna whispered as he pushed me behind him. "I need to talk to him. He's my brother. He'll listen to me." "He won't." Senna hissed between his teeth. "Let me take care of this." Sighing, I nodded and stood behind Senna while watching Luca, who still had a gun pointed at Senna from above. My heart raced. The last time I had been in such a situation that involved guns, I had been hidden inside a closet. But now, I was face to face with one while the man who had killed my parents protected me. Diablo's words came rushing back. He had told me the full truth. Luca was responsible for everything but somehow made it look like Senna's fault. "And what makes you think you can leave with her, bastard?" Luca growled. "Balia, are you so quick to forget what he did to our parent
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 82| Chaotic Vendetta
Trey immediately alerted the other men outside Diablo's mansion, and they all rushed in. They helped carry Senna out of the house after his bleeding had been dealt with while another man picked Balia's unconscious body from the ground. She must have collapsed from shock. "Don't sleep, Senna!" Trey commanded as his eyes fluttered close. "You must not sleep. Just a little time, and we'll get home!" Trey had placed a call prior to their drive home, and a doctor had been asked to appear at the mansion with immediate effect. They were avoiding hospitals due to the nature of his injury. As for Balia, she was still very much unconscious, and Trey kept sighing from time to time. This situation wasn't hard for him to handle. He was just worried about Diablo. One of the men had seen him leave through a chopper at the top of the roof and had been unable to stop him. He was still out there and alive, and that meant all wasn't over. Secondly, he was worried about Senna. He had lost so
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 83| Matador
BALIATwo days later, Senna was taken to his room. I sat by his bed, waiting and hoping for him to wake up. I was deeply worried and afraid. Trey told me Diablo had found a way to escape all of these and that he was going to strike at any time. They were all getting ready for him to attack, but I didn't want a repeat of that. All of this happened because of my brother. Somehow, the secret we were left with warped into another to cause this great disaster. I couldn't stand it. None of us could.I knew I had to do something. I was the cause of all of this. If I hadn't escaped with Luca, Senna wouldn't have gotten shot, and all of this bullshit wouldn't have happened. So it was up to me to finish this up.I knew Diablo was going to call in the next few days, so I sat by Senna's phone, waiting for when he was finally going to call.He did call later in the evening once I was done cleaning Senna's face. I rushed to his bed stand and picked it up, glancing at Senna, who was still asleep. I
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