My Soft Boy

Chapter 2

Dante
I watched in anger as this highly skilled woman took my man's punches like they were nothing. Other women would've passed out as soon as they were punched. But she had power that seemed to make me furious. 'Who the hell does she think she is?' I thought as I began walking towards her. I see her hand move to grab something from underneath her shirt. She pulls out a knife and stabs him in his leg then jams the knife in his throat and stabs him in the stomach. He dies in less than seconds.

I waste no time sedating her. I swiftly take out a needle and shove it into the side of her neck she winces falling into my arms. I throw her over my shoulder and yell for my men to get my car ready. I stand on the pavement and wait as my car pulls up.

I stole a glance earlier realizing that she was absolutely stunning. She looked like an angel. Everything about her screamed beauty. Her lips were so rich and plump. Her black eyes were piercing yet so captivating. Her hair was black and straight going down to her waist. She was curvy, her tight black suit holding her body so perfectly.

I make my way to the back of the car and throw her in the backseat. Her head hits the armrest pretty hard but I don't give a fuck. The car ride was dead drop silent. The only thing you could hear was the rumble of the engine. The air swiftly blowing out of the air vents. and the driver humming a song under his breath.

I turn around in my seat and stare at the girl in the backseat. I really want to kill her but first I need to gather enough information. How did she find me? And what exactly does she want with me?

Valentina
The car came to a halt shaking me awake from a dark abyss called sleep. Doors opened and closed. I slowly opened my eyes but immediately shut them again due to the awful headache I was having. I move my fingers to the back of my head and feel a damp spot in my hair. I bring my fingers into my sight and am not surprised to see blood covering them. I sit up and find myself in a vehicle that is heavily scented with cologne and weed. I look around and no one seems to be in here except me.

I look out the window to see a whole ass party of tall handsome men talking amongst themselves snickering. I continue observing when a short stubby fat man points his finger at the car and says something to the group making all their heads snap towards me.

'Fuck this is not good' I think to myself. I quickly move to the other side of the car hoping that the door is open. I grab the handle and pull it back and click, the car door opens. I mentally thank god and slip out. I try standing but the sedative hasn't fully worn off yet. Managing to pull through anyway I regain my balance and with one step I'm off and running in the opposite direction. How ironic that I was in this same sticky situation once again. I sprinted towards the gates.

Hearing a bunch of shoes hitting the ground. My anxiety spikes even more pushing my body to move even faster. The men start throwing knives at me. No one seemed to have hit me yet. 'Wow some mafia you have here Dante' I say under my breath. Lifting my legs off the ground and climbing up the gates. I'm so close to the top until a pair of rough hands latch themselves onto my hips and yank me down. I screamed, clawing at whoever's face I was assaulting, flailing around in his arms like a baby.

"Let me go you fucker, fuck you bastard" I yelled

He threw me on the ground face-first the gravel clawed at my now bleeding face. He grabbed me by the hair and forced me to look into his angry eyes,

"Shut the fuck up before I put a bullet through your head you Puttana." (Whore)

Death I wasn't really a fan of it, but there've been countless times where I should've been better off dead, this for example was a perfect time. He turns around still tugging at my hair,

"Shoot me then You little shit."

I speak up loud enough for him to hear, but immediately shut up forcing myself to look at the ground. 'God damn Valentina shut the fuck up for once in your life.' He turned around, anger still prominent in his face. He got down to my level pulling at my hair again making me cry out in pain.