All Chapters of Chosen By The Mafia: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

10Lana’s POV The night I had with that monster has stamped in the brain and gifted me the worst nightmare I could ever think of. I woke up and sat straight with a jolt and outcry. My vacant eyes had no more tears to shed and I sat there on bed blankly; staring at a wall. All those scenarios of that night played back in my mind like a movie, the shriek I uttered played back in my ears. It was fueling my soul to pitch darkness.When he shoved himself in me and a shriek left me; there I lost my mind and screamed like lunatics. My feet were abnormally flying in the air and hands were trying to get his disgusting body off me.A door went open and the same female minder showed up. She was trying to get a hold on me but I was moving to getaway. She used her force and stopped me while I cried for mercy.“Hey... Hey... Calm down, nothing’s happening, aye, cool” she kept chanting and a while later I was stopped by her,I was so lost of mind that I hugged her and cried my all soul out. She was

12“You are what I need,”“Do you think I’ll let you touch me… I’ll gladly love to die rather than giving myself in your hands,” I snarled at him in defense. Enough was now enough. I had accepted the fact that my life was no longer in my hands. They’d abducted me and suppressed my freedom and there was no way I could escape this brute expect killing myself, so let it be that way“Try harming yourself then see how I will tackle you,” he growled back, his pitch was high enough to be heard by everyone around this room. Even in the moonlight, I could see his eyes filled with bloodshot, his nerves were popping out of his neck traveling down to his shoulder and firmly closed fists. His teeth were so tightly interlocked together, making his jaw look like an acute blazy weapon. His overall face was clearly a threat that he’d again do something which I would suffer with.“Don’t you touch me, you pedophile!” I sobbingly shouted, He tried to come near me “Getaway…” I with all my force pushed hi

14As Armando emerged from the bathroom and strobe towards the bed with nothing but boxers that I should thank him for; giving me a tough time to remain in my straight mind. I took a long uptight huff and rose myself from the laid position to linear - signing him my apprehensive thoughts his way,Armando stared my body with his lustful piercing blue orbs; I gulped right there because our situation was terrible, I was not in my senses to because of my pregnancy hormones, I was too afraid to react while my mind was playing tricks on me. Due to maturation happening within me; my dubious hormones faked all my feelings for him,that Brutus in a body of a corporeal God might be planning to kill me with his irresistant sharp features, my lord! I want to touch him so badly, I want his mouth locked with mine while his huge manhood swayes in me. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME? Why am I so restive for his body, I’m craving for him, am I in my senses? No, you’re not in your senses, Lana, from a very ve

16As I dusted off the particles from my hands after finishing my eating course, I saw Nicolas smiling at me for some hidden reason. Was I acting weird? Or too ridiculous to handle? OR maybe I have some sauce on my side corners, What’s up with that compact pressed smile? A pool of questions raised within me“Can I ask you something?” Nicolas’s soothing voice caught my attention. I wish if I could tell him to say my name again but this can’t happen too early. My heed was enough to answer him a roger. So, he didn’t impel me to speak, just our eyes did all hard work. He just kept his eyes on me.“The way your face carries purity tells me about your naive desires which apparently you want to fulfill, but I can’t locate what are those? may I know your mystery?” he read the tension on my face which I’ve been hiding in my deeps and lightly asked me to divide with him, was my face too transparent?“You can share your pool with me,” he offered his service on which inners of my stomach hit butt

18“Lana, are you okay?” Armando rushed to me while saying this, “What did that motherfucker do to you?”Hurt me, used me, I'm ungrateful, heartbroken, damaged, suicidal “I-I’m o-okay. He attacked me but Nicolas saved me” I had too many emotions up to remain balanced, and this was the quickest lucid answer I could think of“Son of a bitch!” he blessed him with a swear I thought he had sent him to me but the moment he came in with this face of worriment debated otherwise but this could also be a play of his sick games. Living with him has taught me little smarts and his manipulative strategies so I can’t trust him on this. “Who was he?” I asked him with my doe eyes,“Will be nobody till tomorrow,” he replied. quite friendly.I sighed when I got up the signal, he was thinking about killing him and again this would be because of me, I can’t face this, ever. I thought my baby would’ve knocked some sense in him but no, not a chance. How come I forgot he was the Mafia’s heart without ownin