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The Mafia's Little Raven Chapter 39
DAMIEN ..I moved to the other end of it, the cold granite of the tombstone pressing against my hand for just a second long before I pulled it away, throwing the flower in my hand to the floor, watching the petals scattered like littler pieces of something broken.It felt like it was just a few months ago, not fourteen, since we stood here for the first time, the raw gaping wound of losing him still fresh and the invisible bone in my throat didn’t seem to want to go off, stuck right there, all of this was a reminder of the day the world shifted on its axis.I fixed my shades back to where they were, shield my eyes from the weak sunlight that somehow felt too bright that day, moving towards my brother who had both hand crossed in front of him, a silent sentinel staring at the grave.It had been fourteen years already, etched into the stone was a number that felt both impossibly long and horrifically short.It felt like he just did it yesterday, the act that brought us here, the act
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LEILA..The rain never smelt fresh here. Never. It soaked into the old, lined building that looked tired of existence and clung to the air, melding with the stale rot of spilled beer and the acrid tang of burnt cigarettes thrown on the pavement of the alley shrouded in darkness.I strode through it anyway, fingers tightening around the damp bills in my hands. The wetness didn’t bother me. Once dried, it could be used again.I counted the notes slow, doing maths I was never good at. Mom’s hospital bill. Dad’s debt…there’s nothing left.I barely registered the chipped brick of my building, or the termite-infested wooden stair, until I was at the door of my apartment.The moment I creaked the door open, I knew something was wrong.“Thank goodness you’re back.” My father scurried towards me, his breath burning with the pungent smell of cheap beer, his washed black singlet hanging loosely over his alien bony frame. Thanks to years of drug usage.My stomach twisted. But it wasn’t his si
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Leila..Damien shouldn’t be here. His father was Tony Smith, an American—not Italian. I knew that much, yet here he was standing before me in flesh, cloaked in a name that ignited fear at every nook and cranny of Las Vegas.Leonardo Alvaro.Of every monster in the Alvaro family, Leonardo was the worst. The most brutal. The most feared. There was a saying that you must have committed a grave sin to cross paths with Leonardo.It never sounded like Damien.Damien was the boy who ran late to school because he was helping an old woman cross the road. The boy who returned home covered in dirt because he spent his time searching for a lost puppy that wasn’t even his.The boy who refused to leave my side when I was down with a fever.My breath hitched. The air was thick. Too thick. But this wasn’t the time for this. No. I gulped down my panic. Desperately, I stepped forward.“Damien,” I called his name.Like the name was foreign to him, Damien flinched—faintly but not unnoticed.“Please
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LEILA..A thick gulp went down my throat, the hard slurping sound slipping into my ears. Thousands of words burned on my tongue. I could utter none. Not with Annette’s words echoing at the back of my mind.Squeezing the gown into my hands, I rose to my feet and began heading to the bathroom when Damien’s voice stopped me—midway.“Where are you going?”I turned. “To change. Obviously.”“You can change here,” he said, so casually.My eyes bulged wide. “In front of you?”Damien leaned against the door frame, arm crossed across his chest and a faint smirk tugged at his lips. “We showered together when we were younger.” His voice came out low—lazy.The air in my lungs stilled as the memory hit me. The two of us, years ago, slipping into the shower like it meant nothing. Clothes flying off without a thought. A care. Damien was smaller then—smaller than me. So short for his age that he barely reached my shoulders. His body was small—too small.Now, he was something else.I stared at him
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LEILA..I stood frozen in the center of the stage, my breath caught—trapped in my lungs.Silence unfurled, and the stretch between us widened, yet it felt like it was pulling tighter.“Don’t make me repeat myself.”I wanted to. I knew I had to. Yet, my body disobeyed. “I….I.” My throat worked as I swallowed hard. “I can’t do this, please,” I whispered out, my lips trembling.Damien leaned off the backrest. “You wanted to pay me back, right? To earn your freedom?” He curved his spine, resting his hand on his long legs. “This is your interview, I need to see your body before displaying it to my clients.”I stiffened, and my whole body tucked into itself. The way the words rolled off his lips. Without a care. Like I was a commodity. It stung—especially coming from him. Someone I had looked up to as an elder brother…then.I swung my rounded gaze to him. “Please, let me do another work. I could clean. Bartending. A chef in your house. Be a maid.” My words a gargled mess, lost in desper
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LEILA..His words hung in the air, heavy and stifling.They came his fingers, trailing, from the middle of my collar bone, down the valley between my breasts, his touch like a red metal branding iron—hot against my skin. It was like he was marking me—claiming me.Damien’s gaze remained on me as his fingers continued down until they stopped a few inches above the thong line.He left that place untouched. But, somehow it burned hotter than places he had touched.My breath trembled in my lungs and my logic began to waver, breaking beneath his stare.But I couldn’t—couldn’t do it. Not just because of what he would do to me. But because this was Damien.The boy I grew up with. The boy who used to be caring and soft. Who wouldn’t dare hurt a fly?But that boy was nowhere to be found, no matter how deep I looked into his eyes. The man that stood before was a stranger…a stranger with a familiar face. That was what Damien had become.Accepting his deal was like dining with the devil and we k
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LEILA..I hesitate, my hand hovering over the doorknob. Taking a deep breath that doesn’t quite calm the flutter in my chest, I twist it.The click seems so loud in the quiet place, as I pull further, walking in slowly, counting my steps.My breathe hitches as my eyes widens trying to adjust to everything in sight.Or maybe not because I can’t quite see anything here, except where I’m standing. The room is drenched in red, the first thing I notice of it, the red coating everything like the one I had seen in movies, the red room, I could tell the danger of it.I widen my eyes trying to see past all of this, trying to make out even a shade of what I’ve walked into as my head begins to swim that familiar wave of panic rising with fear as the cold grips my body.It feels so cold in here although I’m covered in a robe but it still does.“Where is this?” I whisper as the sound barely came out, the question hanging in the thick air, making it hard to understand.“I guess you don’t listen
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LEILA..His legs near the bed end, a smirk playing on his lips making a curve, it isn’t just scary, it’s like a punch to the guts that steals everything and the breath in my lungs.He knows exactly how much it’s messing with me, and the worst part is that his eyes are like glass with no emotions behind them at all just a sitting hatred.It send a fresh wave of fear washing over me.I grip the bed, the velvet suddenly feeling too soft way too luxurious for this whole messed up situation.My knuckles feel so white, I don’t need to look with my breath feeling stuck, like there isn’t enough air in this room. The play knife is glinting in his hand like a promise of something terrible about to happen, I can see his pants been stretched tight, his crotch growing harder, my eyes widens but darts away before he catches them but I can see see it in my head.His goes back alittle looking like he was studying me, I just stayed there like a statue while I stared, shaking within, I know I’m do
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DAMIEN ..I moved to the other end of it, the cold granite of the tombstone pressing against my hand for just a second long before I pulled it away, throwing the flower in my hand to the floor, watching the petals scattered like littler pieces of something broken.It felt like it was just a few months ago, not fourteen, since we stood here for the first time, the raw gaping wound of losing him still fresh and the invisible bone in my throat didn’t seem to want to go off, stuck right there, all of this was a reminder of the day the world shifted on its axis.I fixed my shades back to where they were, shield my eyes from the weak sunlight that somehow felt too bright that day, moving towards my brother who had both hand crossed in front of him, a silent sentinel staring at the grave.It had been fourteen years already, etched into the stone was a number that felt both impossibly long and horrifically short.It felt like he just did it yesterday, the act that brought us here, the act
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LEILA ..The weight of what he had just said settled heavily on me as I walked through the hallway leading back to my room trying to look back at the footsteps, even though I knew better than to actually turn around.It was messing with my head, this whole situation.He was kind of a gentle person this time without telling me to pick up my things and leave, which was totally unexpected after… well, everything.Although there was still little command in his tone even if he tried to be careful while I rocked on his crotch more of his dick back there, a chill crawled up my spine remembering how it felt.I didn’t look back, but I felt the weight of his gaze, mightily settling on me, burning into the back of my skull even through the damn wall I wished I wished was between us, just that feeling of being watched like he owned every inch of space I occupied, even the air I breathed.Actually he does.Pushing open the door, the familiar mess of my room greeted me, not totally a mess but I
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DAMIEN ..That same day, my father had returned home, as if some instinct had warned him what was happening.He walked into the house, his face etched with a weary resignation, and then he saw a letter lying on their bed.I hadn’t touched it.I had gone into their room earlier, a knot of dread tightening in my stomach, to see if she had packed her things. And yes, everything was gone.She was gone.Leila was goneShe left without even looking back at us.He was a shadow of himself for a long time after that, a ghost haunting the halls of our once happy home. He was always complaining, his words laced with bitterness, and he stopped looking after us, lost in his own grief. He loved her more than he loved us, more than he had even loved my birth mother, who had died years earlier, two years after giving birth to Gerald.I watched him drink himself into a stupor night after night, embarrassing us at every turn, racking up more and more debt.Then, he fell ill, his body finally succum
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DAMIEN ..I watched her retreating back as she gathered her things, her movements stiff, each step a testament to the pain she wouldn't voice.She didn't turn back as she limped towards the door, a silent goodbye.I knew she was hurting, both physically and emotionally, but she wouldn't let it show.That's Leila for you. Sex with her was always electric, a primal connection that left me breathless, and the way she moaned my name… it drove me fucking insane, and she knew I loved seeing her in that garter belt, a small, wicked detail that always set my blood on fire and she knew me too damn well, understood the twisted desires that lurked beneath the surface.This was it. The end of the Elvares.They were finally erased, a stain wiped clean, and if any of their bloodline, any distant cousin or forgotten offspring, still drew breath somewhere in this godforsaken world, then they should be ready for a war unlike any they had ever imagined.They should come armed with a fucking army,
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LEILA ..Maybe everything I had ever thought about Damien, the darkness that clung to him like a second skin, the ruthlessness that could chill you to the bone, all seemed to trace back to my mother’s actions.All this time, all he had wanted, deep down, was to exact the same kind of revenge, a bitter truth that settled in my stomach like a lead weight.I could feel it in the air, a lingering tension that even Gerald, who usually bounced back from anything with a grin, couldn't completely dispel but Damien… Damien wasn’t wired that way.He didn’t simply get over things, not even for a little while.He would make sure you understood the depth of his pain, would rip your heart out if you didn’t feel it too.He truly lived by that twisted code of “do unto others as you would have them do unto you,” a philosophy that painted his world in shades of vengeance and retribution.The kiss deepened, becoming a slow, deliberate claim, he controlled the way we shifted on the bed, a subtle yet
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LEILA ..“I want you here.”His words hung in the air, each syllable echoing in my ears like a warning bell, as if I was caught trying to escape, or maybe this was the last time he was ever going to see me.“I want to get some rest, and I think you need it too,” I said softly, placing my hand gently on his arm, trying to remove his grip on mine.I was still wary, acutely aware that he was the one who called the shots in this here, but he was weak now, vulnerable, and he desperately needed rest. “I just need a few minutes,” “It might help me sleep. I can get anyone to do it, but I think… I think I want to hear you speak.”He tried to push himself up higher against the pillows, his movements stiff and pained.He should have been lying flat on his back, protecting the wound, but instead, he was trying to sit up, his face etched with discomfort.“Why did you never question Mabel?” he asked, his gaze suddenly intense, piercing. This wasn’t the time to talk about my mother, not now.M
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LEILA ..My thighs were throbbing even through the thick bandages I had managed to wrap around them. It was a grim skill I’d picked up in this life, knowing how to treat wounds, especially after seeing Alvin shoot that poor nurse without a second thought, it has resurfaced within me, it hasn’t been me who’d had the knitting pin yanked out, Gerald had handled that, his face grim as he’d worked.We had left that burning hellhole behind, and as we drove further away, a deafening boom echoed in the distance. I turned to see Alvin’s estate engulfed in flames, a raging inferno against the dark sky.“We need your help,” Gerald said, his clothes looking fresh, like he’d changed into something new.He seemed to have regained his composure, but my mind was still racing, fixated on Damien.“How’s he feeling?”They had called someone else for medical assistance to oversee his injured area.“He needs to be stitched up and bandaged properly,” he scratched his head like some confused child. “N
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LEILA ..I knew he was here the instant I heard the first gunshot rip through the air.It was a sound I had become sickeningly familiar with in the last few weeks, but this one felt different, closer, more personal.For Me.When I had first arrived at this hellhole, Alvin had wasted no time in making his intentions clear. He had shouted obscenities into my ears, his breath hot and foul against my skin, warning me against even looking at Damien.They knew he was coming but not today. Although, at that point, I couldn’t fathom why he would, why he would risk everything for me, a nobody he had plucked from a life he barely acknowledged or maybe because he owned me and I know what that meant.But then Alvin had traced a possessive finger down my cleavage, a camera recording my every reaction, before forcing the cold, hard barrel of a gun into my mouth.I had thrown up afterwards, the taste of bile mingling with the metallic tang of fear and I had cried so much, tears streaming down my
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DAMIEN ..I slammed my boot against the first door, the flimsy wood groaning in protest before splintering inward with a violent crack.Two hulking figures, built like brick frame, charged at me, their eyes promising a brutal fight.They looked like the kind of muscle Alvin would hire, thinking brute force could stop me.I didn't even break my stride, my gun already spitting fire, two quick bursts taking them down before they could even reach me. Their heavy bodies thudded onto the polished floor, the sound barely audible over the terrified screams of the women huddled in the corner, their hands clamped over their ears.They were mostly naked, just scraps of fabric clinging to them, their eyes wide with a fear that mirrored Leila's in my nightmares.I hated that sound, the sound of pure terror, it clawed at something inside me, a primal protectiveness for what was mine.That raw sound, the sheer vulnerability in their screams, only fueled the boiling rage inside me.I shoved the li
