Kidnapped by the Enemy

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Opening my eyes its still dark outside. I sit up and rub my eyes hoping that I could see a bit better.

This isn't my room. What happened. Where am I.

Panic and fear rushes through me. The walls feel like they are caving in, I can't breath.

Well shit did I get kidnapped.

"You're finally up" I turn my head around to see a tall, broad figure standing in the doorway. I can't make out his features but he easily towers over me by a foot and he could crush my whole body with one hand.

"Where am I, and who are you?" I state trying to hold in the tears that are filling my eyes. I'm scared but i'm not as scared as I know I should be. I mean for all I know he could be a psychotic raging murderer, but my whole life i've been around crazy older men that murder people for a living, so it kind of makes sense and I guess it doesn't really bother me anymore.

"You Pumpkin, are now on my turf, which means I can do whatever I want with you" The man says slowly, as he gracefully strides forward, holding a cup of whiskey smirking as he looks at my body like i'm his next dinner.

Fine eat me. I dare you.

Slowly backing up away from the creepy man. I ask him a question."Who are you?" He chuckles as he sits down putting one leg over the other in like a manly cris cross apple sauce way and takes a sip of his drink. "I'm your worst nightmare"

I couldn't help but giggle at his choice of words. I cursed to myself and put my hand over my mouth knowing I screwed up. But honestly, no one else can be worse than my dad.

The man tilted his head towards the side like a dog. Which he kind of made look hot, but i'm just gonna forget I even thought my kidnapper was attractive.

He stood up and walked towards me while I was backing up eventually hitting a wall.

Shit he's got me cornered.

"Did you just laugh?" He says with a strong British accent as both of his hands grab onto my waist leaving me trapped feeling the coldness of his rings on my sides. I looked up at his face and took in all of the features I could see.

Snapping me out of my thoughts I feel a sharp pain on my sides, I look down at his hands then look back up to see his jaw clenched and he was mad for literally no reason. "Answer my god damn question bitch" I winced as his nails were digging deeper into my sides.

"Y-yeah" I stuttered. He finally stopped fucking digging into my side but his hands were sill on me. Contemplating weather or not I should say something he breaks the silence. "And why did you feel the need to laugh?" His deep voice made me shiver while his cold hands that were under my sweatshirt distracted me. This bitch was staring into my eyes and his face was extremely close to mine and i've never been this close to a man who was literally sculpted by god himself before, so what am I supposed to say, 'Oh yeah put your hands on my body daddy' I mean if I said that he probably would get mad then kill me. Which then would result to me living it up in hell with satan. I would love that but I kind of want to mess with him so I won't say anything stupid and i'll just tell him why I laughed.

"So are we like gonna kiss or what?" I immediately put my hand over my mouth. Shit, shit, shit oh i'm such a dead bitch now. Yeah I didn't mean to say that.

He brought his hand up and slapped me. This bitch really slapped me.

"What the hell was that for?" I said as I pushed him off of me. He just came right back to me like a fucking boomerang and gripped onto my neck.

God damn, if he didn't slap me or try to kill me. I might be thinking this is some kinky shit.

"You know, I don't like it when people disobey me. I'm a very dangerous man and I own you now, so if you ever think about disobeying me ever again, you will get punished" God I hate him already.

I really wanna beat that pretty face of his. Can he seriously not take a joke. Lord have mercy for this poor soul. Maybe after he leaves I can like kill myself or something.

Nahhh that would be to easy for the both of us.

It's either I act all innocent and let him do whatever he wants, then BAM he gets shot in the head and I escape

Or

I act like the annoying crazy bitch I am until he goes absolutely crazy to the point where he shoots himself in the head. Which then I can make a run for it.

Both ideas are amazing and are prone to work, but he also is a 6'3, 200 something pound person who could break my bones whenever he wants, and i'm a 5'4 120 something pound girl. The odds will never be in my favor.

He slammed his fist next on the wall behind me causing me to jump. "Do you understand?" His breaths getting slower and his voice gets deeper. "Y-yes" A smirk appears on his face as he stares into my eyes. I can feel my face becoming red. Damnit.

"Do I make you nervous Pumpkin?" He states as he brings his hand up and tucks my hair behind my ear. His fingertips on my face, my breath hitches and my eyes widen which causes him to chuckle.

Admitting to me being nervous I tell him the truth. To be honest I don't even know why i'm actually telling him the truth. Yolo. "Of course i'm nervous, I got kidnapped,  and I don't even know who took me from my own room in the middle of the fucking night" His expressions are completely unreadable right now. What is this man thinking. "I am your wor-" I interrupt him being fully aware that I will regret doing that in the future. "I'm not done talking... Sir" I spat moving closer to his face scolding him. "And let's get one thing straight. Yes I am scared but i'm not as scared as you want me to be. You are my enemy and you took me away from my home" (The home that I hate with my whole heart) "But get this into that small brain of yours.  You will never be as scary and intimidating as my father. Punish me for all I care because anything is better then the hell hole that you took me from" I might have gone a bit too far and lied for most of it but he needs to think that i'm a bad bitch.

"Oh and I don't even know who i'm talking to... Who are you?" I can't feel him getting angrier which I wanted. I need a reaction. "Ace Lucchese of course" He calmed down again. This man.

My eyes widen. I don't know how I should be feeling right now. The leader of the British Mafia. The biggest Mafia that exists.

                               Oh shit.
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