All Chapters of The Mafia Dons And their Dona: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Stocking shelves has become my solace, it’s become the one break I get away from home.“Indi hun can I speck with you in my office please” Here it comes, I knew it was only a matter of time before he found out I was working behind his back and would somehow get his claws in the manager so my checks were turned over to him.I take a deep breath before stepping into the office, closing the door behind me.“I’m sorry Indi but I just can’t have you around the shop like this”“I understand, thank you for allowing me to work for this long” I say feeling defeated.“Don’t be a stranger gun” I give her a smile, give a quick wave to the work friends I’d made and head out the shop door.‘You’ll bounce back kid’ I hear Jet say in my head as I hurry home.There are times that I’d wished I would have ended my life.That wouldn't have solved anything, I know that for a fact, it’s just well for me it probably would have.He would have found someway to bring me back just to kill me himself if I were

Do I regret my words and the small moment of bravery that passed through my body only moments ago yes, I can truthfully say yes I do. "I fucking ASKED YOU A QUESTION!" he says grabbing me off the floor by my shirt while yelling in my face, then letting me go only to grab a handful of my hair. I don't answer his question keeping my mouth sealed shut. I don't dare let out a single sound or whimper even though I can feel my own scalp being pulled away from my skull. I know that if I answer him it won't matter and it doesn't. The next hour or so goes by in a slow blur and I'm sure I passed out at some point during the time he held me under his mursales assult. The sound from the repetitive punches, kicks, slaps and even the whooshing of his belt through the air reverberate off the walls of our small studio apartment as he continues to "punish" me to at some point during his angry assault possibly forgetting what he was doing it for and just continued because he needed t

As far away as I can from him. A car can be tracked with gps so can a phone but a name among millions is harder to find so my plan is to run, mt plan is to leave my phone and laptop behind and run with what little amount of thing I have. It wasn't like he was going to know I was gone, until he decided to come home from where ever the hell he was anyways, most likely he's was with another girl who thankfully isn't me. That's what he did on a regular basis. He'd come home for a few days tell he wanted sex and when he couldn't get me to give it to him he'd beat me up and disappear for a few days to a week then come back and the cycle would continue. I'm not a complete prude as I have a feeling you must be thinking, I have given him a few blow jobs but they weren't because I wanted to they were away to get him to leave me alone or he would of continued until he raped me which thankfully he still hasn't. I have touched myself a few times as well but I just never

"Oh right I'm Indigo" he stops in his tracks and turn to me giving me a quick up and down glance then says "Unique name it suits you" then he starts walking again. "Girl I have to say you are so pretty even with all those poorly covered bruises on your face and arms" I'm taken aback by his comment about my poor cover up job. I personally thought I had done a good job at covering them up but apparently not. “I can tell you this right now as soon as I saw you walk through them doors I was like yes she is going to be my Bestie" I laugh as we walk to his house and I'm thankful he didn't ask about my bruises. "What makes you so sure I want you as my bestie" he stops and looks at me then starts laughing as if I had just told him the funniest joke in the word. "Babe trust me I can already see it, I'm your bestie, plus I wasn't giving you the choice in the matter now come on" he grabs my free hand because he insisted on taking one of my suitcases for me and he pulls me