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TWENTY SIX
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Italian Mafia 2 TWENTY SEVEN
❧ Fiorella ☙"Do you even know what your lover has done, that fucker Lorenzo Razzo, I guess the better question is if you care." Said that man.The man's voice has a low, deadly, dangerous tone. A shiver runs down my spine, but it doesn't leave my body. It's as if a permanent chill settles deep in my bones."I don't know what you're talking about," I tell him, realizing that even my voice is shaky.The man steps forward until his boots almost rest on the edge of the mattress. I pull back as far as I can and back up until my skin kisses the cold concrete behind me. I go back to huddling in the corner like a trapped animal, because that's exactly what I am. A little mouse caught in a trap. "You're part of his filthy family now,". I flinch at the mention of the Razzo family, as if that's a sin to be a member of that powerful family and a whimper escapes my lips, though I try hard not to let my fear show through.The man drops to his knees on the mattress, his weight pressing down enoug
Italian Mafia 2 TWENTY EIGHT
❧ Darian ☙"Are you okay now?" I ask him again, but his only response is to stare at me, and then he turns and walks down the hallway toward the garage.When he gets to the end of the hallway, he turns and says, "You can't protect her every second of the day, eventually, I'll have her alone and I only need a second..." A minute passes and I hear the roar of his bike before I see him ride away on it, still shirtless, still angry at the posture of his shoulders as he rides off.When he leaves, I relax and stare at the door, my cousin is family, but sometimes he makes me desperate , if the time comes when I can't stand him, I'll have no choice but to send him away or eliminate him, but I don't want to, I just hope he doesn't make me.He has taken her sheet, leaving her with nothing to wear, it's the last straw, it seems like a game of cat and mouse or childish, for a man of his age.Not that I mind looking at her skin at every turn, but I don't want my men's eyes on her. In fact, I think
Italian Mafia 2 TWENTY NINE
❧ Fiorella ☙The light coming through the window is dim and pale. I turn to look at the clock next to the bed. I pull the covers over my head for a moment and think about screaming.Probably not a good idea, let alone first thing in the morning, I take a couple of breaths to calm myself and then push the sheets back and pull my shirt down as I throw myself over the edge of the bed, which is very high.What I wouldn't give for a bath, some clean clothes, but apparently my stomach then decides to growl loudly. I've only been here two damn nights? And it already feels like an eternity.I shiver as my bare feet hit the cold floor, in the corner of the room is a bathroom. The lights come on automatically as I enter my eyes roam the small room, moving from the toilet to the shower and then to the vanity.I notice it's stocked with supplies, but nothing I can use as a weapon, unless I want to squirt some shampoo in the bastard's eyes. The image of sticking a pair of scissors in his eyes enco
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY
❧ Fiorella ☙"I'm not going to let you go, you think that after the humiliation I went through because of you, I'll let you go as if nothing happened and have your fairy tale next to that wretch, so you can forget about that. What I want from you is to sit there, eat your food and shut up." I lean back in my chair and look down.He hands me an apple, which apparently will be my delicious meal for the day today, when I finish chewing, I watch him as he continues to read the ledger, one line at a time."If you say one more damn word, I'm going to give you my full attention, and believe me when I tell you, you're not going to enjoy it very much." His warning is clear but time passes slowly as he refuses to acknowledge me.Instead of waiting patiently like a good girl, I walk across the room to the mess he has made with the eggs on the floor and try to clean it up as best I can with the napkin . Then I pick up and put the mess on a table near the door. When I turn back to take my chair,
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY ONE
❧ Fiorella ☙I peel myself off his table and refuse to look at his semen, which I notice sliding down the inside of my thighs. I have been used in the worst possible way, I am unable to look him in the eye, so I look down at the floor, waiting for him to swallow me up. The last thing I want is for him to see exactly how much what he's done has affected me. I don't look up until I hear his retreating footsteps down the hallway. That's when I raise my head. I'm surprised to see Moira standing in the hallway, looking impatient.My God, has she seen us? Even if she didn't see the act, she sees me now, and it doesn't take a genius to figure out what has happened. Another wave of shame washes over me, how could I possibly let him do this to me. Logically, I know I have nothing to be ashamed of, I didn't want this, he made me do it. Still, I am the one who feels ashamed, for letting him use my body once again, he takes me to my room without saying anything. Once inside, I close the door an
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY TWO
❧ Lorenzo ☙"Let's talk. what do you want?" he charges forward and stops abruptly at Darian's threatening step to step out to meet her. "I want your life for hers." Of course I do, I look at Camillo with a small smile and then step forward to meet Darian.I laugh because I know that's what this stupid guy would want, but I'm not an idiot, I won't let em blackmail me so easily, "How much do you want for her?" ."We are businessmen and money is our language, name your price and it's yours," I tell him without hesitation, I walk away from him and put my hands in my pockets.He seems to be considering my offer, I stand still waiting for his answer but for Camilo and my men know that only Fiorella's integrity keeps me from wrapping my fingers around the damn goblin's throat, until he can't breathe. Until it squeezes its useless life out of its useless shell.She stared at him unflinchingly. "You, you want to pay me to get back the woman you stole from me, is that right? Because it looks l
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY THREE
❧ Fiorella ☙Darian is in the living room with Connor and some men, talking about business and money, I would like to ignore him and go to that room that is supposed to be luxury, where I can sleep, but since he has me as a maid, I have to wait."Where do you think you are going?" says that woman."I'm leaving , what else can I do here , I'm retiring to rest if he wants something you can help him , that's what you are his employee for', the I said with contempt."If you think you can leave , you are wrong , Mr. I specified that you attend him and his guests, so stay until they leave and do not even think of wanting to escape, because the consequences will be very severe stupid", she told me and she left, now even the maid can treat me badly.My feelings are wrapped up in a tight ball, stuck to my belly, churning and twisting in a painful knot, in the kitchen there are a few bottles of wine.They are all open and ready to be served, I see a closed one and open it I look at it for a mom
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY FOUR
❧ Fiorella ☙My heart pounds in my chest and fear creeps up my back. I miscalculated the distance between this place, I also didn't see the huge mesh that borders the whole place from side to side. "HAAAAAAAAAAAA", I scream in the cold, empty darkness, light seeps in from the still half-open door I came out of. If I go back now, no one will know I tried to run away. No, he'll be able to read it all over my face as soon as he takes his mouth off the other woman long enough to notice me.It doesn't matter now, what's done is done, there's no turning back, I take one last look at the door and head in the opposite direction, up a small hill towards a post or lamp that cuts through the darkness. I hit a screen before I reach it. My only options are to take shelter inside or follow the screen out of this maze of warehouses.Well, forward I get an urge to run, especially knowing that as soon as he realizes I've disappeared, he'll come chasing after me. The farther away he is, the less chanc
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