The sharp rocks pierced my feet with every step that I took and although it hurt badly, I didn't think to stop for a second.
'I have to get out of here.’ I chanted severally in my head whenever I felt like giving up from the pain and fear of navigatiing through this narrow tunnel. A secret passageway my father showed me when he was still my father. I'm very sure he would never expect that I would remember such a detail after so many years and was trapped in. ‘That's probably why he didnt chase after me.’ I said to myself as I haven't heard any steps behind me since I started running. Fatigue began to eat at my very unhealthy and unfit body after running for several minutes. The internal war within me git intense as a huge part of me leaned towards the thought of just giving up. 'where am I running to?’ ‘'Does this cave actually lead to outside?’ ‘how do I survive without any money or knowledge of the outside world.’ 'can I really escape my father who had informants everywhere?’ ‘Do I really want to run for the rest of my life?’ All these thoughts immediately ceased as a little white light evaded my vision. I could smell the air from where I was. Now powered by hope, I picked up my speed with a smile on my face at the thought of freedom. ‘The light truly is at the end of the tunnel.’ I thought to myself in joy as I saw the light from where I was. My joy was however short-lived as immediately I got to the end, I heard a voice. “Get her”. A voice roared from a distance andit felt like someone poured cold water on medue to the fear that enveloped me coupled with disappointment. I didn't run all this way just go captured again. Without thinking, I started to run again, in the opposite direction from where I heard the voice. I didn't even care whether they were referring to me or not, I ran. With every stretch of my legs came a pain too great to just be as a result if running too much, but I ignored it. Running and looking back, I had taken only a few steps when I hit something. Something that turned out to be someone as soon as my brain registered that it was actually a chest I hit, and not a wall. Slowly, I raised my head up to see the most beautiful human being I had ever seen. His hair was perfectly black and silky, his eyes the colour of the ocean, and the whole structure of his face, felt like it took extra time to create him and for a second I was jealous. Jealous that I was as plain as plain could get. The noise from the men who were running after me from a distance, woke me up from the trance I was in, and I immediately took to my heels, only to be grabbed by the beautiful man. Grabbed not in any way gentle but lifted off the floor by my shirt. I gasped in shock and looked back at him. Now being able to see him eye to eye, he didn't look attractive anymore but seemed like a demon instead. His eyes were void if any emotion and the smile on his lips were that of a predator that had found its prey. My while world froze as I slowly came into the realization that I may have left one prison for another. “Hello brown eyes.” He greeted like he was exchanging pleasantries but I have seen too many psychos to know that he definitely was one. If there was one thing I gained from my father's house, it was how to decipher how to approach people based on their expressions but with this man, I could not tell so I did the only thing I could. I begged. “Please. Please have mercy.” I choked out as he let me down, his iron grib still at my cooler, making it hard for mmpe to breathe. “What exactly are you begging for? You don't even know who I am.” He states as he smirks again, tilting his head. “P-please don't hurt me. Have mercy on me and let me g-go”. I stuttered as I spoke, from the fear that gripped me as soon as he stopped smiling and became serious all of a sudden and stared far ahead, which made me notice that the men who were running after me had stopped a little distance away from us. Before I could react, I was hoisted up by the man, and carried like a sack of potatoes. I screamed, kicked, begged, and cried but he didn't budge. It felt like I was chained also because I could not move much, and that just intensified my fear. If he's this strong, he can kill me bhjust holding me tighter. “Stay still or I'll kill you”. His rough voice came like a command, and sounded like he meant it. He looked like he wanted to kill me from the second I bumped into him so did not doubt him for a second. Even when I saw that he took me in exact direction that I ran from with all my strength, I didn't dare say a word and just cried. I was exhausted, I felt betrayed by the world. It felt like I was the most hated being on planet earth and all I wanted tibdk was scream at how unfair it was but I didn't dare. I had convinced myself that I was not scared if death and that living like this was useless and that it would be better if I died but now that I was threatened with my life, I didn't dare loose. It severely hurt my heart to admit that, I wanted to live just as much as I wanted to die.The familiar smell of the mansion graced my senses and I almost fainted from anger.Anger at the fact that it took me almost an hour to run out but a few minutes to be dragged back.As soon as we entered the house, the man just go.Letting me fall so harshly, I could swear that I heard a bone in my leg crack.I couldn't help but gruan from the harsh pain that traveled throughout my body.“Thank you for helping me bring my daughter back to me. I'm in your debt”. My supposed father said as he came out, looking somber and grateful.He's such a good actor that if I didn't know him, I would believe all that he said.I hated this man si mubh because he made sure you give me sounds where it will never be noticed so no one suspects that he abuses me and in the contrary, people think I'm his prized possession.The man kept silent, but I could feel the tension in the air and knew very well that there was more to this visit.This was definitely the person who breached the security system.The se
The room was cold, extremely cold, due to a lack of amenities and a huge open window.It was literally a dungeon disguised as a room.There was no bed, no curtains, a disgusting bathroom and dirty colored walls.As sad as it was, I began to wish I didn't run, I wish I had stayed inside and just endured the beating because this was too much.My whole body was bruised and battered but there was no way to treat it. I searched around the room,dragging my body with the remaining strength I had left but could not find any first aid kit.“Pathetic. Utterly pathetic.” I said to myself as a deranged laugh left me. It was either that laugh or deep wailing.Resigning to fate, I just lay on cold floor waiting for my body to succumb to its injuries sndfir my heart to give up from the pain.Then I heard a creak, signalling the door opening, and a woman entered.The look on her face almost made shiver from shame. It was one of disgust, at the room, and at my state.I wasn't shocked through because
My whole body froze with cold, like i was doused in frozen water.“Wife? Why?” I asked but he just laughed and walked out of the room, leaving to go insane with my thoughts.I thought long and hard as to the possible reason why he would marry me.He captured me, only to take revenge, right? Is it not enough to torture me or kill me? Marriage? Never.No!I'll rather die.“Make sure to remove every sharp objects in and found this room, file every sharp edge, and pad the walls with foam.” He ordered, only poking his head in with a smirk on his face like he just read my mind.I wanted to crash out, to scream, to end it, but I didn't even have the right to kill myself, how much more useless can a person be.I didn't even have the time to breathe or think because immediately he left, the workmen began and some women entered, grabbed, and took me out of the room.They took me to a new room that was filled with everything I secretly wished for as a girl, an urge that but stronger whenever
“Now darling, you know what to do.” He smirked as he began to take off his clothes, slowly while maintaining eye contact with me. I shivered from the meaning of his words. Does he mean? No. ‘He hates me too, so of course he wouldn't want anything to do with me’ I thought to myself as I shook my head like a maniac at the possibility of him wanting to consummate the marriage. I heard from my nanny that it means two people who are married having sex after the marriage. She made me know that it was important but also only to be done by a couple in love. “What are you waiting for?!” He yells as he approached me. As the bed dipped, my heart thumped wildly in my chest. I was so nervous that I was mute and unable to swallow saliva. “Who knew you could look this decent? You also have eyes like hers. He commented slowly, looking at me like he was in a trance. “No. Please… please get away from me.” I pleaded asi backed away with every step he took towards me. My whole body was drench
I wouldn't call it jealousy, it just felt so wrong.He's married to me and actually fucked her in front of me.I hated it, I hated it, I hated it so much, but I guess this was just a little part of the torture and there was more to come.Also, it was stupid to be angry.Yeah, I'm really stupid.I had to hold myself back from being turned on by the sound he made to being repulsed by the sight in front of me. “You think you're so tough princess?” He taunted while actually the girl with her annoying moans filling the room. Looking at me and seeing that I had no reaction to his supposed torture, he immediately stopped, pulled out and put on his clothes.As he walked towards me, I braced myself for a slap or hitting of some sort but none of that came, instead it was clicking sounds, indicating that the cuffs were removed, so I slowly opened my eyes.Now looking at his face, he seemed very angry but was containing it which I was grateful for.It was an emotion I didn't want to be at the re
Lorenzo's P.O.V “Enzo, we got him”. Daniel, my right hand man, stated as he walked into my underground office. This office was one that is never to be discovered by outsiders and is only known by Janet and Daniel, my closest Aides. “Where is he?”. I ask, folding my sleeves as I walk out of the office, heading towards the usual place we keep criminals, the dungeon. I actually felt some sort of happiness at being able to take out my frustration on someone, it had been weeks since I tortured a person and I itched to do it. “The dungeon” Came his curt reply. He was never one to talk much but was very intelligent and got the work done. “Master, we already beat him up severely, I don't think he can take anymore”. One of my personal guards says as we approach the dungeon. Furious at his attempt to make me go easy on him, I stopped and turned to him but could not help but smirk for a second, seeing him visibly shake from fear. He knows exactly what I'm capable of and what to s
Opening my eyes in another place had me startled and for a second, I thought I had died.A bittersweet feeling flooded my chest.The thought that I had died while being captive all my life pained me, but I also looked on the bright side.'At least, I'm not subjected to any more torture' I thought to myself, sighing in content as I close my eyes to enjoy the rest air and smell of beautiful flowers.“You're awake, now spill”. A voice u recognised as the mafia man said from a corner in the room, making me scream and jump in fear and surprise.Oh no, I'm still alive.Realising this, I took a good look at the room from where I lay, and realised that I actually was still in the mafia man's house because I could hear the chants the men made while they trained every morning.Everyone could hear it.'Why did he bring me here?’ I asked myself, remembering that I was in the dungeon, but couldn't think of a possible reason why.“You're not deaf little traitor, why were you not eating your meals?”
“Please, please I don't know what you're talking about.” I pleaded as soon as he raised my head out of the water.I had been waterboarded for several minutes now and at this point, I couldn't breathe.This wasn't my first rodeo with this method of torture and was probably the reason why I have survived until now, but I was getting too exhausted, it was hard to keep my eyes open.Noticing this, he slapped me. Hard.So hard, I could taste blood in my mouth.“What do you want from me! Just kill me already!” I screamed as he bent my hea again towards the water.I was sick of the games of the little tortures, here and there, of the constant slaps and maltreatment.I am human too.“You connived with your father to escape and you're here having the audacity to tell at me. Who do you think I am?!” He yelled back, bending my head to face up, with a knife to my throat and unclosed my eyes, ready to take it. “All my life I've been tortur
My lips buzzed and my heart tingled from the dream I just had.The mafia man kissed me. So gently, like I was glass that could break any second pressure was applied.The short kisses and his groans were sounds that I wanted to keep imprinted in my mind forever.Turning and stretching with a smile on my face and my eyes closed, I squeal as I stretched in content, just to open my eyes and see the mafia man staring at me in my bed.“Ahh!” I scream as I jump up. My tingles and content long forgotten and now replaced with shock and a little bit of confusion because deep down, I knew why he was here.It wasn't a dream!“You don't remember last night? I thought I was the one who was drunk.” He says with mischief written all over his face and a sly smirk, immediately after which the memories came folding back in.How I convinced myself that it was a dream was the most shocking thing because now that I recall, it was real.Too real.It scared meFlashback“Now tell me, do you want to keep tes
Lorenzo's P.O.VThe cells were filled with it's usual stench, only now overshadowed by the smell of blood.That fucker Francis doesn't know what exactly he has gotten himself into.Passing the polythene bag in my hand to Daniel, I instruct that he disposes of its content which includes the fingers of Francis and his men.If there was one thing I was known for, it was my torturing methods.Methods that could break even the strongest and most vicious men.I started from pain that would normally seem insignificant but was actually unbearable to the average person.I always started from plucking out their fingernails, and then move to the fingers, after which I leave them to heal a bit.Let the pain die down and just when they think they are healing in about two days, I come back and continue my torture, making sure to inflict permanent injuries in places that would not kill them so easily.This was the reason why I admired the ones who killed themselves before I got a hold of them.It wa
“Sarah!” A loud voice called from the other side if the door and I didn't need a fortune teller to know that it was the mafia man, just that somehow, his voice was different.The night had been perfect so far. Since I had been allowed to leave the room, I religiously went on night walks, especially to the garden.It was so beautiful.Not just beautiful, but smelt like heavenThis house was slowly beginning to be a prison I did not want to escape and the owner of the house was not making it any easier.Speaking of the devil, I scrambled around to pick some clothes I had scattered all over the bed which included some undies and I knew very well that I would die of embarrassment if he saw them.Taking a quick look at the room to ensure that it was decent enough, I opened up with a nervous smile only to see a very drunk Lorenzo in front of me.“Hi Sarah.” He mumbled almost inaudibly as he reached for me with his arms extended out like he wanted a hug.Frowning in confusion, I stretch a h
My whole body buzzed with excitement and curiosity since yesterday.How someone could say that and then act like he said nothing the next day, baffled me so much.“Are you ready?” He barges in as he asks. The sudden harsh sound of the door colliding with the wall had me gasping.“Oh, I'm sorry.” He said again and I still had to blink twice tu register that he had said sorry. It was not a word I would easily get used to him saying.“Um, almost?” I respond like I was asking him another question ti which he just awkwardly nodded and took a step back towards the door but attentively staring at the ground.“O-Okay. I'll wait for you outside.” He states as he takes slow steps away from my room, but I didn't miss the sharp looke he took towards me as exited.Why did he look like he wanted something else? I thought to myself and quite honestly, just git confused the more I thought about him.Nowadays, he had been stumbling on his words, acting weird and giving me so much care and respect that
It was just noon and he had made a million little trips to my room. It was confusing but amusing because for some reason, he was not the mafia man.More like a clumsy mess.The first time, he came with fruits. The green berries that I had become obsessed with since the first day the maid brought them alongside my meals.With every trip he made to my room, he brought something with him, and although I loved everything he brought, I was getting more confused with each visit.“Hey, I-” He started as he opened the door but stopped mid-sentence, making me turn lazily to look at him.Before he came in, I was laying in my stomach, and facing the wall which was opposite the door, and now I was facing him and he looked stuck in place.“Uhh.” I voiced out, not knowing what to say as he looked so stiff standing exactly where the door was, not moving an inch and for a second, I wondered if he actually walked in here on his own. Curios and amused at the same time, I move to stand up and he took i
The helplessness I felt as the man dragged me out was one that could not be measured because I fought hard.I fought but he didn't budge and just dragged me out even harder with every time that I struggle with him.This just made me resolve in my heart that if I survived today, I'm definitely going to train to be stronger because I've had enough of nit being able to protect myself from anything.As soon as he dragged me out, hoisted me up like a bag of chips on his shoulders and carried me steadily, no matter how much I loved and kicked.I definitely needed to add more weight because these men can't all be so strong.“P-plesse out me down!” I scream at him alongside other profanities but he just chuckled.Chuckled.Is this another psycho?“Now darling, you're just making me love you.” He stated with a smile in his voice and I immediately deflated.Love me?He needed to see me as the most disgusting person ever so that he would not try what that man wanted to.The thought of the possi
Lorenzo's P.O.V“He found us instead.” Daniel stated as he walked into my office in the midst of the commotion.I could understand why my staff were in panic.It had been a while since we were attacked so blatantly. “And he'll be sorry. I'll make sure of it.” I stated, as my blood rushed with adrenaline and excitement.It's been a while since I showed exactly why I was called the crazy mafia in the mafia world.“Send team 2 to the east wing and team 3 to the main gate. Team 1 comes with me.” I ordered as I put in all my weapons in my trousers.I never wore trousers that didn't have enough compartments for at least 10 weapons. There was a reason why I never went to the boutique and only allowed Aisha tailor my clothes.“She's too good.” Daniel commented as if reading my thoughts and I just scoff.There's nothing she did that wasn't exceptional to him just because it was Aisha.“Move!” I playfully yelled at his dreamy face, knowing very well that he was already thinking about her.The
“You still haven't located where he is?” He asks Daniel as soon as he walked into the room.My room has now become their place of meetings as it has not been mine since I took that poison.It's already almost two weeks and I'm actually sick of these men in my room all the time but didn't dare say it out loud.“Not yet Enzo. The man is such a slimy thing. He planned it so well and made us think he was in several different countries. Almost all of which we have our men searching but we need to focus on one if we are going to get any leads.” He stated with a sigh of frustration.The quick look at me while sharing a weird stare with the mafia man, made me think for a second that the man in question was my father.I didn't care, why were they looking at me.“Have you had your lunch?” The mafia man asks as he and the doctor Theo went through some drugs that were apparently the last ones I would take before I make full recovery.I nodded a yes in response knowing very well that I had not tak
“Why hasn't she taken her drugs yet?” The mafia man asked from outside, and from his voice, I could tell that he was pissed, but a little smile appeared on my lips as the thought crossed my mind.He had been different.Theseoasr few days were one that had shocked me with every single second that passed. This notorious man had changed so much that I couldn't keep thinking it was a trick.Does he actually care for me? Or does he pity me? These had been the two questions that have plagued my mind but then, I also knew that I was not ready for the answers because I didn't know whether or not, I actually wanted him.Yes, I want the kiss again if I'm being honest but I think it's just out of curiosity, and the thrill of a handsome dangerous man kissing me.The thought had me imagining it.One of his ha ds in my waist and the other cupping my jaw, and his lips on mine. Tasking, feeling and exploring every single part of my mouth.Just thinking about it, had goosebumps appearing in my skin.