“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 drenched in sweat from fear. I know fear, but this one was different. I felt more fear that I did, in the face of death. My whole body shook with every step that I took back, with every hungry look he gave me, with every thought that crossed my mind. “I'm your husband, am I not. You said I do, did you not?”. He questioned firmy and I shook my head yes, unable to firm any coherent responses, and he grabbed me in one swift move. He didn't even let me blink when he started kissing my neck, roughly. The sounds coming from the sloppy kiss disgusted. I fought and kicked, but even my strongest shiver didn't move him an inch, that was when it dawned on me that there was nothing in ould do to stop him. Tears immediately began to stream down my face as he continued his assualt. He immediately came to an abrupt end with an emotion in his face I couldn't quite understand. “All this time since I set my eyes on you, not once have you cried and you choose to cry now? Are you saying I'm repulsive?!” He yells, slapping me hard, before walking away and slamming the door behind him. As soon as he left, I ran to my top like my ass was on fire. I needed to get dressed as fast as I could. It felt like some sort of security and so I did. Feeling better about the situation despite the slap, I ran out of the room, only to be dragged back in by the mafia man whom I thought had left. Only after he left me did I realize that there were people with him. I turned to look at every one of them and there were 4 armed men with face masks, and two women, who were dressed very sexy. Still thinking about the possible reason why I was dragged back, and why all these people are here, I hear a cuff click, my right hand trapped and my left arm hanging up, being held by the mafia man. I tried to remove it from his grip but he was as firm as the first day I met him. Knowing that he wouldn't budge, I just stopped struggling and watched. Hwn he was done trapping me in cuffs, he snapped his fingers and the girls came to him like digs. The look in his face had demeanor just screamed the fact that he didn't consider these women as anything but specks of dust and it irked me to my soul but who was I to stand up for people if I can't even save myself from anyone. So I just sat there and looked with my hands hurting really bad already and it had just been a few minutes. Right in front of me, they removed their clothes and we're naked before anyone could blink. I felt ashamed on their behalf and looked away, but as soon as I did, I was hut very hard by one of the guards. “Keep your head up!” He yelled as me, swiftly going back to positing so fast younwohld doubt he was the one that just hit me. Blood pooled in my mouth as a result of it but I didn't kosn nor show any emotion, I just drank the blood. “Since I can't touch you, you'll have to watch me being touched.” He states as he grabs the boobs if one the girls. She moaned so loudly, it's hard to believe that it was out of pleasure. He wanted to torture me and I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing me squirm or cry from discomfort and disgust, so I maintained a stoic face. He grabs the inther one, and shives her head down, as if telling her to touch him there, and she understood the assignment perfectly, you hung him there almost immediately. He immediately moaned at the contact and although I hate this man to my corem it was hard to deny that h was sinfully beautiful and the sound of his moan, almost had me reacting but I swallowed every thing I fel and looked as though I was unfazed. Seeing my unresponsiveness, he grabs one of them and puts two fingers in her mouth, making her suck on it, and in about a second, he puts those two fingers in her pussy, and I almost gasped,due to shock. I always thought it was his tool down south, that was supposed to go into her. ‘Were the authors wrong?’ I asked myself as I watched but I guess they weren't, because a loud moan woke me up from my thoughts, only to see that he was actually fucking her. He's married to me!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
Lorenzo's P.O.V“She was actually telling the truth. Daniel says as he walked into my office with some papers in his hands, some of which I needed to sign for the company.Yes, I'm a CEO and the leader of the mafia in the state.Originally, I only started the iron business because I wanted it to shield what I actually did but to my surprise and dedication, it grew to a point where the media, the country and almost everywhere in the world recognised my products.“That bastard tricked me”. I roared out in anger. I was so angry, I could burst. How exactly does that man evade me every time.The papers he brought contained an envelope containing pictures. Pictures of the wounds on her body, taken by her nanny who had vowed to expose Donga.I also got the testimonies if the maids that served in his mansion. The ones who could make it out alive.I heard he killed all he could find before he left, to tie loose ends.“I had been torturing her all this time.” I said to myself, feeling regret fo
“Are you sure this is the right room?” I ask the maid that came in with a nice looking breakfast. A tray on a trolley filled with plates of toast and eggs with juice and fruits, unlike the usual dry bread and water they called tea.I only ever had a meal like this on some birthdays when nanny would give me some parts of her salary, and un oild sneak out to get the ingredients.“Yes ma'am.” She responded curtly and left the room. “Ma'am!!!” I yelled out in my head. Me, I was just called ma'am?. I definitely was dreaming but I would treasure this dream and never wake up from it.“You called?” The maid asked with her head popping through the door, making me realize that I was actually not dreaming.Still in shock, I nod to let her know I wasn't calling her.For a good amount of time, I only stares at the meal wondering if I should actually eat or admire it.Was this my last meal?Was it poisoned? At least he had the decency to make it nice.I thought as I dug in, pushing every other th
Anxiety gnawed at me with every rise of the sun. Everyday since the last day the mafia man was here, I had meals three times everyday, and they were never shabby meals.Extravagant even, in my opinion.Several thoughts had crossed my mind but he had already told me that only when I had the hope to live would he take my life. This was probably his attempt to make me eat well, feel relaxed and want to live, and when he thinks he had done enough, would kill me.I hated how cunning and wicked he was, because I was slowly beginning to think that maybe, just maybe living wasn't that bad. I knew of his plans and was still actively falling for it.I need to leave this place.My head is being messed up, I can't sleep properly because my whole thoughts, conscious and unconscious were filled with him, wondering whether he was going to come in my sleep.It not like I could do anything to save myself but I couldn't help the anxiety I felt with every footstep or sound I heard.It's been to peaceful
Despite the pain in my head, I didn't want to give up.No, I couldn't give up.How could I?I know it was a far fetched dream but somewhere in my head, I wished that all the pain I've had to endure would be compensated by the best partner ever. Someone that would love and care for me deeply.This was a part of me that I kept in hopes of giving to the person I would love for the rest of my life, and die with it if I didn't find that person.I gathered my strength, of at least whatever was left of it and tried to struggle even if with my knees my knees.I could crawl.I could limp, anything.Anything to get away from this man but it seemed like my body had already given up in me even if my mind still fought.“No!!!” I screamed at myself and my legs when they refused to move.I would rather die“Kill me please!” I roared out to the monster of a man in front of me but he chuckled. His ugly teeth showing, and his body bubbling with excitement from my fear.Everytime I whimpered, or cried o
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.