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65. FINAL GOODBYES
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TAKE ME I'M YOURS 66. ORDAINED
“Husband.” I coaxed, the car flying off the road. Wind blew through the thrown-back roof. I felt free, felt unbound, and cosmic. Elio’s groan and warning look had me giggling. I pushed off the seat, my hands moving up my thighs. I felt Elio’s eyes which made me turn my head to stare at him. His eyes couldn’t even budge as I pulled the underwear I wore down. He turned to the road for a second then back. My white lace underwear was unhooked from my feet, bringing it to my face to sniff. “Lethu bella tentatrice, per favore, ferma il mio amore.” Lethu beautiful temptress, please stop my love. He begged, pressing on the gas. The white lace flew to his lap and I watched as he pulled it up to his face, sniffing it. His eyes closed and when they opened I knew I was in for it. The car took a swerve fifteen minutes later and we were down and near the beach. I could hear the water crush. I could smell them and I could feel them already kissing my skin. We drove up a narrow tropical driveway th
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 67. SOULMATE
I felt the lights then saw them. I felt as we walked through the house. I ran my hands into Elio’s hair, pulling him to me as if I wanted to infuse myself into him. His hands ran up to my waist and when he pulled back I kissed his jaw and lower to his neck. Soft music suddenly filled the house and water soon sprayed on our naked bodies. A deep shiver ran down yet not even it would tear me from my heaven. We were no longer just kissing because it felt like we were devouring each other. I felt as if he was kissing me deep into my heart. His hands tightened on my waist and I did not protest as he lifted me off. I found my footing while buried deep in his essence. He turned me around, kissing my jaw down to my neck as I leaned my head back on his shoulder. A moan pulled from the deepest hole in my core. I arched my back to him as his hand grabbed and mold my breast with such hunger. His other slid down my belly. I spread my legs for him, his dick pressed hard on my back. His hand ran dow
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 1. I CRAVE YOU
ELIO “No one can save you.” The words echoed as the silence took root from the screams that had been echoing through the room splattered with the blood of my victims. Those four walls had seen more than any of Russia’s worst prisons. Fresh blood slowly dripped into more dried blood that would take weeks to scrub off. The air was clogged with the smell of urine, blood, and stool but I did not mind. I grew to like such smells because they meant I was doing my work right. A frown pulled on my face as I stared down at the man whose skin was peeling off with each split second. He and I had such fun. It was going for three hours since we'd begun. I never rushed it, I always took my time and made it last. His body was a bloodied mess and littered with holes where my worms had eaten away at him bit by bit. I adored my little beasts. They looked harmless when bottled but as soon as I brought them out to play in my homemade chamber of torture, that was when the music began. I liked to put
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 2. TAKEN
LETHU Something was trying to kill me in my sleep. It posed as a blurring sound repeatedly attacking my ears. I groaned, my hand patting until I found the source just on the pillow next to my head. I fought the urge to throw the phone against the wall. My fingers tapped until I hit the right button, the monster shutting the fuck up. Another groan pulled from me, burying my head back in my pillow to close my eyes. My body was tucked so perfectly and I felt like a burrito, toasty warm. I could hear the faint rumble of thunder and the rain beating down against my window. Skipping work had never been so appealing. The devil in me whispered and advocated for the idea over and over even when we knew missing work was not an option. The sound came again, a bloody war I tell you. I screamed at this point. Whoever set this second alarm was the devil’s spawn. I giggled because however that second alarm was set, it saved my life more than once, actually every day. The second alarm ripped the
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 3. WICKED CONFESSIONS
The moment my brain kicked back into consciousness, I knew something was wrong. Something was very wrong. By the time I became aware of the pain in my wrist, I had already been overwhelmed with panic and fear. My body felt foreign, heavy and my mind was foggy. Fighting through the fog made me feel worse. My cries echoed throughout the empty space. My heart beat so hard I thought I was having a heart attack. I felt my ankles burn harder, bound just like my wrists. My head hung low. The chair I sat on was cold. I knew I was stripped down to my underwear. Too many times I had watched such videos, women warning us all to be aware, to stay alert because sex trafficking was real and there I was, having literally thrown myself at them, opened the door and hopped in like an idiot. There was is escaping now, I thought, weeping my heart out. I kept on thinking of all the things that could go wrong. Another part of my brain was trying to figure out the best way I could leverage myself and get
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 4. THEY WILL PAY
“I will hunt them all. I will hunt their children and grandchildren. I will burn their filthy bloodlines from this world.” Each word was a promise of violence, his voice low and dangerous even I shuddered in his embrace. He growled it in a way even I could see it in my head. The anger was seeping from him, his chest rising up and down in shallow furious pants, sending me up and down with it since my head lay there. He chuckled, a dark chuckle that should have scared me but all I did was cling to him. Could it even be called a chuckle with how frightening it was? My eyes were closed, never getting enough of that scent. I was gulping it like cold water on a hot day. It was way better from its source. My mind was in confusion, wondering how? How had he gotten his scent on my bed all through the years? Six years? It was impossible. Who was he? What was happening? Too many questions yet I was too shaken to ask them. As of then, he was my armor, my protector. I could wear him and nothing
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 5. NIGHT PHONE CALL
The doctors arrived, a team of five, filling my room. None wasted time, all sorts of equipment as they observed me through and through. I just wanted to sleep, tucked on my stranger’s side as he stroked my arm softly. Too much had happened already. I did not need more people probing and touching my body. I did not even have the energy to speak so I just turned pale by each second. I wanted everyone gone, everyone to just leave me alone except for one. There was only one person I wanted to hold me as I wept my heart out. “Miss Ferraro, I am afraid to ask but I have to. While in captive, were you sexually assaulted?” One female doctor stepped up. The words bounced in my head, and suddenly I was back in the room with the man ripping away my underwear and touching my body. I felt so dirty, shrinking into my stranger even more whilst he wrapped his arms around me. I could hear his heart drum with such force, so much so his chest could do nothing but violently shake. My head shook, not on
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 6. THE DEMON OF DEATH
ELIO “Run!” The word came out as a harsh groan, the man scrambling from the floor wet with nothing but blood. The house was dark and empty, bodies littering the once-white tiles. Blood was all that coated me, dripping from the very seam of my shirt which had once been white yet as of then, bleeding itself. I shook the chain in my hand, the man running to slip and fall but he scrambled back up. I stalked after, my chest pounding hard with my head not any different. I could not even breathe, the anger having me think I would pass out. I angled it from side to side, wanting to roar out loud. The men who had hurt my belle, my flower, my Lethu were killed way too quickly. There was no regret than how easy I let them off but my only goal had been my angel, she was all that had mattered at that point. Now that she was secure, I would do anything to raise the dead so I could bring those vile men back and show them what I do to disgusting rats who cross me. The cries from the pathetic man
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TAKE ME I'M YOURS 67. SOULMATE
I felt the lights then saw them. I felt as we walked through the house. I ran my hands into Elio’s hair, pulling him to me as if I wanted to infuse myself into him. His hands ran up to my waist and when he pulled back I kissed his jaw and lower to his neck. Soft music suddenly filled the house and water soon sprayed on our naked bodies. A deep shiver ran down yet not even it would tear me from my heaven. We were no longer just kissing because it felt like we were devouring each other. I felt as if he was kissing me deep into my heart. His hands tightened on my waist and I did not protest as he lifted me off. I found my footing while buried deep in his essence. He turned me around, kissing my jaw down to my neck as I leaned my head back on his shoulder. A moan pulled from the deepest hole in my core. I arched my back to him as his hand grabbed and mold my breast with such hunger. His other slid down my belly. I spread my legs for him, his dick pressed hard on my back. His hand ran dow
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 66. ORDAINED
“Husband.” I coaxed, the car flying off the road. Wind blew through the thrown-back roof. I felt free, felt unbound, and cosmic. Elio’s groan and warning look had me giggling. I pushed off the seat, my hands moving up my thighs. I felt Elio’s eyes which made me turn my head to stare at him. His eyes couldn’t even budge as I pulled the underwear I wore down. He turned to the road for a second then back. My white lace underwear was unhooked from my feet, bringing it to my face to sniff. “Lethu bella tentatrice, per favore, ferma il mio amore.” Lethu beautiful temptress, please stop my love. He begged, pressing on the gas. The white lace flew to his lap and I watched as he pulled it up to his face, sniffing it. His eyes closed and when they opened I knew I was in for it. The car took a swerve fifteen minutes later and we were down and near the beach. I could hear the water crush. I could smell them and I could feel them already kissing my skin. We drove up a narrow tropical driveway th
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 65. FINAL GOODBYES
I changed to my reception dress and I danced what seemed like hours with Elio. He spun me around the dance square with my smile so bright my jaw nearly dislocated. After him I danced with Salvatore. It was three full songs of him just waltzing me in his arms. “What do I call you? Sal? Big Bro? Volturi? Oohh, I like that one.” I chirped up as he spun me away only for my body to spin back into his arms. His face fell into a frown. “Do I even want to know what that is?” He questioned as I giggled. “You should watch the twilight movie and the breaking dawn movies. I promise you will like them.” I grinned, him corking a brow but then relaxed. I knew he would watch them and I wished I could see his reaction. I would pay money for it. My insides melted for the hundredth time. He picked me up, my palms on his with my whole weight on him as we turned around. As sad as it had been back then, the wedding being postponed was a blessing because there I was, dancing like a princess with the men
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 64. TIED TO HIM PART II
I knew there were over a thousand guests scattered on both sides but I could only see blurs. I heard the buzz, so many drones capturing the whole moment. I heard the weeps, the guests even more emotional. My eyes fixed further down the alter where I was going and I could not help but gasp as my vision cleared. I had last seen Elio the morning before when Salvatore and all the men took him away for a day and night to remember. He stood in his black tux looking so good. His eyes were on me, never faltering. His leg shook and I knew he was holding everything back from just weeping as I was. I was full-on crying and it was so embarrassing. By the time we reached the end I was not even sure I could stand on my own. “Who gives her away?” The officiate asked. “I do.” Mom spoke, pulling her arm from me. Elio descended down and held out his hand. Mom put my hand in his before he kissed my cheek then Elio’s. “I love you both.” She whispered and it nearly left me scattered on the floor lik
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 63. TIED TO HIM PART I
Two Months Later “Champagne?” My fifteen-year-old sister gestured, the glass filled with the sparkling liquid held out for me. I narrowed my eyes at her. “Hold it for me sis.” She turned around and I watched as she scoured the room for mother’s eyes before she quickly took a sip. It was why she took the champagne glass in the first place. I chuckled, shaking my head. About seven people ran around me, picking a certain part of the dress, pinning, or dusting something off. They were all in panic which hid my own panic. Eyes from the girls were on me as they dived in the delicates offered in the room. I folded my moist hands, eyes moving around the large room again with red the only thing I saw. Elio took it upon himself to make sure I woke up with every part of our room filled with dahlia flowers. There were boxes on boxes of red, pink and white dahlias. I blushed and nearly giggled while recalling the smell that had hit my nostrils as I came alive from dream land. My head had tu
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 62. SCARE OF OUR LIVES
Giving Elio his sponge bath was the highlight of my days as the week progressed along with spending some time with my mother. It was the only time where no one else occupied the room, leaving me with Elio to take care of him. It brought some light back in me. If anyone walked in they would label me crazy because the whole process was spent with me just talking his ear off or singing to him, hoping my terrible singing would wake him up. I realized just then that he was my best friend and not being able to hear his voice over the days tore me apart. I refrained from telling him about my mother and siblings because I wanted to do it when I could stare in his eyes and see him excited for me. In a span of three days I had learned so much about my mother’s life and culture. She taught me so many things and I could not wait to have cooking dates with her which we put a pin on because she and my siblings were leaving in a day. It saddened me but surely Elio and I would visit whenever we coul
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 61. DEATH AND GRIEF
Death. You can dream about it. You can talk about it. You can prepare for it but when it hits, it breaks everything in you and shows you that you can never be ready for it. Silence. A great abyss of silence. I saw them talk. I saw them walk. I saw them stand before me, eyes staring and lips moving but all I heard was silence. I curled myself in the chair, feet on the suede. A fleece blanket covered me, not sure when it was draped over but it brought me warmth. Head on my knees with my left hand holding on, afraid to let go because I was afraid that if I did then they would snatch Elio away. Internal bleeding, fractured ribs, torn muscles, ruptured spline. The list went on and on. The doctor’s words came and went as they had in the three days of my grief. A hand fell on my shoulder, my body jerking in fright, my eyes turning—red and burning. Brown eyes stared at me, never leaving. I could see the sadness, the heartache, reflecting pain I could not describe. For long minutes I jus
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 60. RED BLACK AND BLUE PART II
Mamma led us to the dining table where food lay in abundance. It seemed they had prepared a feast for Elio’s return. Mamma pulled Elio’s chair and he pulled mine back. We sat down, smiling and thanking as Mamma fussed over him, asking how he was, touching his face, kissing his cheeks, and plating his food. I took my own plate, just filing it because I was dead hungry. The few house staff stood by the door, watching and listening. Other family members, far many than those I left, took their seats. Dario stared at Elio intensely and as my eyes drifted around, Salvatore was nowhere to be seen. Irya sat on her chair, no one next to her. Three new people walked through the doors and I nearly splattered apart right there and then. My eyes went wide. Brown eyes stared back at me as if they had been waiting a lifetime to connect to mine. My world shook and crumbled all around me. I did not know if to cry, shout, jump, or just run. I felt like running, running from the truth staring right at
TAKE ME I'M YOURS 59. RED BLACK AND BLUE PART I
I don’t know when I fell asleep but I do recall hearing screams somewhere. I heard the crash of glass and I shrunk into myself before darkness engulfed me. In my dreams more trauma waited. In my dream I had been late and when I got to Eduardo he told me it was too late, that Elio had passed. The grief rocked me so hard I could feel myself shiver hard even in sleep. I tried shifting around the sheets to find warmth but none was provided. At a point I cried, weeping for my lost love and the feeling haunted me even as my eyes peeled open. My chest was so sore I couldn’t stop rubbing it. My body ached as if I had been thrown into a hurricane. The sheets were all twisted around me, some hanging to the floor. A trickle of sweat ran down my spine and instead of feeling rested, I felt as if someone murdered then brought me back to life. Movement caught my eye and that was when I saw Elio, his back turned to me. He was buttoning up his clean navy shirt, his hair combed back to perfection. Th
