Chapter Forty Eight

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I walked into the spacious room and stared at velcro's family. A bluish grey rug covered the whole floor, there was no single furniture apart from the poster bed, that was covered with baby blue flowery sheets. The cream and grey colored walls had not even a single painting. Thick cotton drapes with delicate embroidery hung gracefully from the ceiling, covering the only window in the room which of course was barred. The room was comfortable, way to cozy for a captive.

The little girl stopped playing with her giant bear and looked up at me.

"Where's my dad?? When is he coming?" She asked, blinking her huge green eyes innocently.

"Прекратите говорить с посторонними иоландой" she scolded her daughter and immediately, she shifted fearful and pulled her bear to her chest.

{Stop talking to strangers Yolanda}

I smirked at the woman and walked towards the little girl.

"Yolanda right??" I asked gently, squatting to stare at her in the eyes.

She moved away from me and clutched her teddy tighter.

"Your name is Yolanda right??" I asked again, smiling reassuringly at her.

She nodded slowly and flashed me a small smile.

"I know you're probably scared right now but I can assure you that nothing wrong is going to happen" I assured her warmly.

She flashed me a beautiful smile and her eyes gleamed brightly.

"When is my dad going to come??" She asked, trying to pull her beautiful round face into a frown.

I smiled thoughtful and passed her mom a death glare " It all depends on your dad dear, if he loves you, you'll be here any minute to get you" I answered.

"But I want to go home" she whined.

I could feel her mother's glare shooting daggers at me.

"If your dad doesn't come, I promise I'll send you and your mom home ok??" I emphasized the home and smirked at the older woman.

Her eyes widened and the color in her face drained as soon as she understood my message. She opened her mouth to say something to Yolanda but closed It right back when I flashed the sharp blade I was holding next to the girl. I shook my head, sending her a silent warning and she knew better than try anything stupid.

"How about we play a game?? But before that,what are your favorite toys??" I asked suggestively.

She smiled, flashing me her pearly white dentition and clutched the bear closer to her.

"I love teddies"

"Hmmmm.. teddies. What else do you enjoy doing??" I asked

Her green orbs lit up like a Christmas tree and her tiny hands wrapped around mine.

" I love acting. I want to be an actress but mummy said I can't do it. She said it's not good for me" she responded, her once happy demeanor replaced by a sad one.

I stared at the woman sitting on the bed hardly and she looked at me, trying to figure out what I was up to.

Whatever ideas cooking in my head was completely none of her business but somehow this little girl just made my day a lot easier. I ran my hands through her beautiful auburn hair and smiled.

"Can I tell you something?? It's a secret" I asked with a mischievous grin

She nodded her head and leaned towards me, bringing her ear closer. Her eyes grew wide with excitement as I spoke and she nodded happily in approval.

"Come with me then.." I smiled.

She got on her feet and held my hand. Her mother leapt from the bed and immediately tried to grab Yolanda from my side. I blocked her path and leaned towards her, whispering softly into her ears.

"The last thing I want is to drive a bloody dirk down her throat so you'd do well to watch your actions" I warned.

"Please" She begged in a tone slightly above a whisper.

I huffed in frustration and my fingers pinched the bridge of my nose subconsciously.

"I'll not hurt her but if you keep this up, I'll make her know just how much trouble she's in at the moment" I replied, irritation lacing each word.

"I can't... I can't let you leave with her" she said and pulled Yolanda harshly from my grip.

The last thing I wanted was for Yolanda to feel threatened or get the notion by any chance that something bad was going to happen to her and her mother just wouldn't cooperate with me and let me do my job.

"Fine come with me then" I ordered.

"What do you want??? Where are you taking us to??" She questioned.

"You'll see" I answered and walked out of the room.

We got to another room and Stephan stood right outside the door.

"Where's Enzo??" I queried.

"He outside scouting the area, Ace sent some soldiers over to keep an eye on the situation" he informed.

"How about the stuff I asked you to prepare??" I asked, quirking my brows at him

"It's all set and done"

I turned back to stare at the woman behind me, and turned the knob, opening the dark room.

"After you" I smirked, gesturing for her to enter with my hands.

She stood her ground, refusing to enter the room.

"Move or I'll help you do it" I threatened.

She walked into the room, Stephan and I followed in, shutting the door behind us.

"Come here Yolanda, let's get started" Stephan said.

She looked at me and I smiled, nodding approvingly at her. She returned the smile and hurried towards Stephan.

I looked at her mother and smirked at her shocked expression.

"Yolanda pass the ropes would you??" I asked sweetly.

She hurried towards the corner of the room and grabbed the ropes, Stephan shoved her mother harshly into a chair and went ahead to tie her up, she struggled, trying to wriggle away from Stephan's grasp.

I kept Yolanda distracted all the while explaining what she had to do to secure the spot of an actress I had promised.

"Relax mum it's just an audition" she said turning to her mother excitedly.

Stephan grabbed her hand taking all her attention away from her mother. A look of disapproval clouded her features but before she could voice it out, I grabbed her jaw harshly, squeezing with all my might and placed a grey tape over her lips.

" Let's make it look very real for the camera" I whispered softly into her ears and ran the knife along the side of her face.

Blood trickled from the cut and she groaned.

" I won't hurt you more than this but if you make Yolanda suspect anything or you do not play along, I make sure her corpse is the last thing you see" I threatened, using my hand to smear the blood from the cut all over her face.

She nodded desperately, eyes begging me to not hurt her child.

"When you're ready Roselle" Stephan informed, drawing my attention from the woman in front of me.

If he wasn't trapped in the mafia and bounded by their rules, he could easily pass off as a makeup artist or a stylist.

I smiled, recalling our visit to the mall when I first arrived and how he'd begged me to let him choose my outfits. I pushed off the memory and focused on what was in front of me.

"Are you ready Yolanda??" I asked, taking in her appearance again.

Her head bobbled excitedly and I smirked.

"Let's get started shall we??"

























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