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38: Revenge

Author: Scooley

Huling Na-update: 2025-05-31 01:17:09

“F-fuck…” Vito groaned, his voice rough like gravel, his chest heaving with every breath. Sweat poured down his face, mixing with the blood soaking through his shirt. The knife was still stuck deep in his side, pulsing with every beat of his heart.

Ortensia stood frozen. Her hands shook, and her mouth opened but nothing came out. She wanted to scream again but all that left her throat was a dry breath.

Rico burst through the kitchen door. His eyes landed on her first.

“Miss Ortensia, are you okay? Why scream like that?” he asked, his eyes darting around, and his voice sharp with worry.

She couldn’t speak. She just raised one trembling finger, pointed down at where Vito laid.

Rico’s gaze dropped, and his whole face changed.

“Fuck,” he muttered, pulling his pistol from his waistband. In a second, he swept through the kitchen like a ghost on a mission, checking every corner, his body coiled tight. Then he grabbed the intercom.

“Boss caught a blade! They fùcking stabbed him, man!” he bark

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He didn’t say anything. Just gave her one last look like he was trying to read her mind or maybe say something without words. Then he turned and went into the bathroom. Ortensia stood there for a moment, feeling the weight of what she just said.Why did she say that? Was it anger? Fear? Or just tiredness from everything? She didn’t know. But she knew she couldn’t stay there. Slowly, she stood up and walked downstairs, her steps echoing softly on the marble floor.When she got to the kitchen, her mother was already there, moving around with ease, chopping and stirring, making the space feel alive again. Ortensia took a deep breath, feeling a little lighter just seeing her mom like this.“The maid is fast with the errand,” Ortensia said, trying to sound casual.Her mother turned around with a smile, “Thought you left me alone to cook.”Ortensia chuckled softly and her mother grabbed a small bowl from the counter. “Here, blend the pepper.”Her mother took the bowl and looked at all the i
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And in that moment, I felt like the dumbest person alive.All this time, I called Vito a monster. A killer, a heartless man with blood on his hands. But he killed my stepfather because he saw him about to stab my mother with a knife. He didn’t do it out of rage or for power. He did it to save her. And I, the loudmouth with a temper, called him the devil.He saved my mother. What if he hadn’t been there? What if he didn’t follow them home? My mother would’ve died. She would’ve bled out on that floor, and I’d be crying over a grave instead of hugging her now.“After his burial,” my mother continued, her voice soft, “Vito helped me out. He renovated the house. It’s now looking like a real place, Tensie. It feels like home again.”I stayed quiet. My throat tight.“And when I asked him why he was being so kind to me,” she went on, “and what kind of person he was… he just smiled. He had a gun on him, and there were men beh
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I felt a soft tap on my shoulder. I groaned, still caught in sleep, stretching my legs out straight like I was trying to touch the end of a dream. My eyes stayed closed, but my mind started waking up. Why is Vito waking me up? He never does that. Whenever I fall asleep on the couch or even on the floor, I always wake up in bed like magic. He always carries me, gentle like I’m made of glass, he never wakes me. So why now?I sat up slow on the cushion, still sleepy, and yawned loud without caring. I scratched at my eyes, rubbing hard, trying to shake the fog. My head felt heavy, my body felt heavier. Then I heard it.“Tensie.”My heart jumped, that voice, and that nickname. Only one person calls me that. My nickname, soft like a lullaby. I opened my eyes fast and wide and there she was… My mother.She was standing in front of me, smiling like the sun just came up behind her. I blinked again, thinking my mind was tricking me. My throat caught, and my chest tightened.“Mommy?” I said, lik
Owned By The Devil Himself 38: Revenge
“F-fuck…” Vito groaned, his voice rough like gravel, his chest heaving with every breath. Sweat poured down his face, mixing with the blood soaking through his shirt. The knife was still stuck deep in his side, pulsing with every beat of his heart.Ortensia stood frozen. Her hands shook, and her mouth opened but nothing came out. She wanted to scream again but all that left her throat was a dry breath.Rico burst through the kitchen door. His eyes landed on her first.“Miss Ortensia, are you okay? Why scream like that?” he asked, his eyes darting around, and his voice sharp with worry.She couldn’t speak. She just raised one trembling finger, pointed down at where Vito laid.Rico’s gaze dropped, and his whole face changed.“Fuck,” he muttered, pulling his pistol from his waistband. In a second, he swept through the kitchen like a ghost on a mission, checking every corner, his body coiled tight. Then he grabbed the intercom.“Boss caught a blade! They fùcking stabbed him, man!” he bark
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He must be joking about the piercing. I didn’t even respond as I followed him outside. Enzo was already in the front seat, and the moment we got in, the car started. I slid into the back with Vito, and the car zoomed off like it had a mission.I turned to Vito. He was already on his phone, scrolling or typing… I didn’t know which. Probably giving orders, controlling something or someone, like he always did.“You don’t even let me have a phone,” I muttered, not expecting a response.He didn’t say anything. He just kept pressing the damn screen like I didn’t speak. Like I wasn’t even there.I sighed, already annoyed. “I’m not piercing anything on my belly button,” I said a little louder, turning away from him to look out the window.That got his attention. He stopped whatever he was doing and faced me.“You don’t get to decide, Ortensia,” he said, his voice low and hard. “I owned you, remember?”My head whipped toward him. “Well, I’m not ready for more pain. At least not today. I’m havi
Owned By The Devil Himself 36: Belly Button Piercing
I found my way downstairs, moving like someone who had just fought a war. My legs were sore, and my thighs hurt. My lower belly? It was screaming pains. I held it with one hand as I entered the kitchen. I opened the fridge and pulled out the nylon bag Vito brought last night… the same food I refused to eat when he gave it to me. I was angry, stubborn, and scared last night. But now, my stomach didn't care about any of that.I placed the nylon bag on the counter and opened it. It was risotto alla Milanese, golden and creamy. The rich smell of saffron hit me first, warm and buttery, like comfort wrapped in luxury. It looked expensive. The kind of food served in big restaurants in Italy. My mouth watered.I placed it in the microwave, waited, then served it nicely on a plate. I sat at the small dining table in the kitchen and started eating slowly. Every bite made my belly feel a bit better, but the pain was still there. I winced again and held my stomach. I thought maybe it was from al

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