Chapter 5

Jaime

‘SMASH!’ ‘BANG!’ “Ana?!” Where the fuck is she? She knows better than to leave the apartment. I have warned her time and time again. Maybe the beating I gave her last night wasn’t hard enough. Just can’t kill the bitch yet, not until after the wedding. I continued to search for her, slamming doors as I went through it like a tornado in a trailer park. I shouted for her to make herself known to me. I tried calling her phone, but it went directly to voicemail. “Fucking ungrateful bitch. After everything I have done for her, she goes and takes what belongs to me,” I growled. That money will be mine. I just need her to go through with the wedding, which should be taking place in 3 days. I may need some help if I can’t find her today. One thing’s for sure, she’s going to regret the choice she made to run away from me.

‘Knock! Knock! Knock!’ Happy days, maybe it’s someone bringing back my property. I walked towards the door with a spring in my step, grabbing my wallet from the counter ready to give the captor a reward for the bitch’s return.

“Thank you for bring…” ‘BAM!’ My hand flew up to my nose. It’s definitely broken. I opened my eyes to see who threw the punch. “Hey! What the fuck!” I cried out.

“Hitting women equals a broken nose, check. Payment collected. Now, holding a woman hostage, beating a woman repeatedly, physical and mental torture, well, lets get started. I am a busy man you know.” The fucker smirked at me. His face looked familiar but I couldn’t put my finger on his name.

The guy that punched me pushed the door open when I tried to close it, barging his way into my apartment, followed by 2 equally large and terrifying men. I backed up further into the apartment with my hands up in surrender. The 2 guys behind him, started to set up some sort of plastic sheet on the floor and placed a chair on top in the middle of it. I couldn’t see what was wrapped up in the roll on he counter but, I doubt it was pleasant. My main focus was on the man that was now stalking towards me, like a hunter stalking it’s prey.

“I have no idea what or who you are talking about.”

“Stop fucking lying, Jaime,” he growled at me, catching me by surprise.

“I’m sorry, what? How do you know who I am when I don’t know who you are?” He took off his suit jacket and placed it neatly on the back of the sofa. Next,he rolled up his sleeves with such precision. This was definitely not his first rodeo. I audibly gulped. My nervousness made him smirk.

“Ready boss,” one of the guys called out. The boss man walked towards the chair in he middle of the plastic sheet.

“Come take a seat, Jaime.” I shook my head as I looked for a way out. “Bring him,” he sighed. I was grabbed by my arms and practically carried to he chair, forced to sit down and then my arms were strapped to the arms on the chair.

“Let me go, you have the wrong person. I have never hurt anyone in my life,” boss man chuckled deeply.

“You are so much like your father. He kidnapped a pregnant woman, the queen of the Mafia empire and now you were holding her heir hostage. What were your plans, hmm? Kill her off on your wedding night or wait until the honeymoon?”

“I have no idea what you are talking about. I love my fiancee with all my heart. We share everything,” that was all bullshit but he didn’t need to know that. With the information he has just given me, I now know who he is, Giovanni Bellomo. He was going to make my life hell, that I was sure of.

“But yet, she was a prisoner in HER own home.”

“Whatever she has told you is a lie. I didn’t lay a fing…” ‘SNAP!’ “What the…geez man. You have no idea who you are dealing with,” I said through gritted teeth.

“Enlighten me,” if I wasn’t strapped down, I would’ve wiped the smirk off of his face. I remained silent. “Just as I thought. Tie him.” He turned his back to me to face the counter, looking at all the different tools in front of him. I started to panic. Maybe she hired him to rough me up a bit for what I did to her. Yes, that’s it.

“Whatever that little bitch is paying you, I will double it,” I pleaded. No response. “How about 10 times what she paid you once I get my inheritance?”

“You won’t see a penny of that, the wedding will not be happening.” Yeah right, we will see about that.

“Wanna bet? She loves me and will do anything I ask her to,” he chuckled a bit harder this time. “What’s so God damn funny?”

“You, pleading with me, thinking that she sent me. You have no idea who I am do you?”

“Sure I do. You’re Giovanni Bellomo,” I said proudly.

“That’s correct. Do you know what I am most famous for?”

“You’re a mob boss and you never miss,” I felt a little nervous as he smirked at me.

“Not quite. I am he Mafia King. I am he Don of Don’s. In your words, the mob boss of all mob bosses. If I am dealing with business personally, then people know they have fucked with the wrong victim.”

“You’re funny. You’re a lackey. Someone that answers to a higher power. She paid you to come for payback for the beating I gave her. Got to keep the bitch in line somehow.” Why would he care about the worthless whore anyway? The look that appeared on his face wiped the smile off mine instantly.

“You messed with he wrong woman, bro,” one of the guards chuckled.

“Yeah, you fucked up he boss’s woman,” retorted the other.

“She’s mine, no one else’s. My property. I own her and when she gets home, I will remind her of that.”

‘PUNCH!’ ‘CRACK!’ I felt my jaw pop out of the socket. Fuck! That’s going to leave a bruise. The beating I took was relentless.

“Please, stop!” I begged.

“Did you stop when she begged you to?”

“She got what she deserved,” I spat blood at his feet.

“And so will you,” one final punch and it was lights out for me.