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♚19.Scars

Rafael

We're curently at Ray's place. Despite the fact that she's barely keeping her eyes open, my sweetheart doesn't forget to feed Nyx.

Today was an emotional rollercoaster for her. She needs to relax a little, so I've run her a bubble bath.We're both sitting in the bathtub, her head resting against my chest as I run my hands up and down her torso, the exotic smell of the bath surrounding us. When I reach the left side of her chest, I feel the jagged contour of her scar .

"Tell me, Star, how did this happen?" I ask.

She takes a deep sigh and closes her eyes. For a moment I think she won't answear, but when she finally does her voice is pained:

"Four years ago I became the First Capo for the Morelli Mafia". I hum my confirmation and she continues "Everybody knows the why ."

"You've taken down the O'Brien Mob. The Irish were causing you trouble, stealing your weapons and working with Cortez to cut off your drug supply routes from Brazil."

"Indeed. Papa let me deal with them. So I went to England and infiltrated their main club in London as a barista. The fools took a look at me and considerd me harmless. That was their biggest mistake. I spent my time gathering intel. Then one day, Tommy O'Brien, the leader's brother, took an interest in me. That would have been good for my plan if only he wouldn't have kidnapped me. It was my foolish mistake really, I should have been more aware of my surroundings while taking a break outside, but they were to many and if I would have tried to fight them off they'd have figured out I'm not just a simple girl, but a trained assassin."

"And then? " I ask, wrapping my arms around her as she shivers slightly, even though the water is warm.

"Then I went trough weeks of being locked in a dark basement, to be 'trained' as his obedient little whore. Luckily they didn't rape me for I was deemed as his. Papa figured something's wrong when I stopped reporting back. He knew I was not dead because one homeless man who saw when they took me, told our people what happened. He couldn't let them know they had me, it would have been worse then. He didn't know where they held me either." Resentment is dripping off her words as she goes on "There were endless days of torture. They tried to break me, make me a mindless obedient sex slave. They didn't leave any marks that time though. I was to stay a pretty perfect doll. The substance I used on the prisoner today? They used to give it to me daily in tiny amounts along with an antidote. "

Wrath like I've never felt before takes over me. "I am going to kill them all. I'll make them all pay." My blood is boiling at the thought of her going trough all that. I've witnessed the effects of the poison first hand. She must have been in excrutiating pain.

"No need for that, I already ended them myself." She takes a deep breath . " So the time came for me to be presented to Tommy. It was during a big party at the O'Brian mansion in Ireland. Adira was there too as one of their girls, so was Nyx. She was this small sad caged thing, looking miserably underfed. Our luck made it so Yoshiro Tanakas was brought before Tommy that evening to discuss a business deal. However, they actually wanted to kill him. Long story short we fought our way out, taking Nyx with us. Addie helped."

"There was an explosion." I recall.

"Yes, Hiro had his men bomb the house. As we were running away, Connor O'Brien, the leader , intercepted us. He didn't know who I was so his fury, caused by Tommy's death, was directed mainly at Tanakas. We had to fight yet again, but as someone wanted to headshot Hiro I interfered, saving him." She's talking about talking about Tanakas in a very fond way, but before I can read into that she continues. "However, that cost me dearly as Connor stabbed me. Finally, we escaped, killing O'Brien in the process, but I was dying." My grip on her thightens, as she lets out a deep breath finishing the story. "They managed to get me to the hospital, but I barely made it though. My body was weak not only from the bloodloss but from the constant exposure to the poison. My heart stopped twice, then I was in a coma for days, but eventually I woke up. "