Rosa's POV
I walk into mine and Val's shared bedroom. He gave me a small smile as he looked up from his phone and I returned it before going to change into my fight clothes.
I pull my hair up as I exit the walk in closet.
"I have a fight tonight. Want to come with?" He gave a slight nod before throwing on a pair of casual jeans, a black t-shirt, and some black running shoes.
We made our way to 5th street and I hopped out to talk to Alex. (The one who gives her info on her fights. Cant remember if i named him last chap.)
"The fights in 5 minutes. The prize is 5 grand. Do good out there, champ." He gave me a pat on the back before going to talk to one of his buddies and Val walked towards me.
"Fight's in 5, against Killian Loc." He nodded again before lighting a cigar and taking a puff.
"Fight!!"
I struck him first with a punch to the jaw that he dodged as she immediately came back with a right hook. I grabbed his wrist and twisted as I kneed him in the stomach, knocking the air out of him for a moment.
He kicked me in the side and punched me in the jaw as a metallic taste filled my mouth. I spit blood onto the ground before stepping it up and kicking his right shoulder causing him to wince.
I grabbed him and punched him in the gut before punching him again in the temple and watch him drop to the ground unconscious.
The host held my arm in the air as everyone cheered. I quickly took the 5 grand after counting it and followed Val to his car.
"You're a good fighter. Nice work." I nod my head in thanks as we sat in a comfortable silence for the 10 minute drive.
I got out and went to our room and changed into my pj's.
He came into the room, exiting our connected bathroom, with peroxide and a cotton ball in hand.
"I'm cleaning your lip, sit still this may sting."
He cleaned my lip as I was half way asleep. I heard him chuckle a bit at my sleepy state before he helped me lay down and tucked me in before laying beside me as we fell into a peaceful slumber.
Killana's POV
I stood against the frame of the kitchen threshold as mom argued with Budar.
"I just want to meet my son, Budar."
"You're having my baby and want to go back to sorry excuse of a family you used to have?!"
"Used to?? They're still more my family than you and this baby will ever be, Volkov!!"
His hand hitting her cheek was heard through the kitchen as I watched him slap her, tears silently dropping down my face.
"I don't fuck children but if you don't watch your mouth then I'll make an exception for that daughter of yours."
He spoke in deadly calm tone as he stepped closer to her. She took a deep breath before speaking, her voice slightly cracking.
"At least let my daughter go back to her father, Budar. Please."
"Your daughter knows too much. She knows my name. She knows my sons name. She knows what mafia I lead. She knows what I do to you. If I let her go, she'll snitch to her precious daddy and then he'll come after me. All because of you, Santini. If you wouldn't of been so stubborn and taught her everything about me and this mafia then I would have let her leave. Blame yourself for that, my love."
I saw a smirk make it's way to mom's face as she looked at Budar with arms crossed. "He'll come after you? So you're scared of him? Aww, is little Budar Volkov scared of my big bad husband, Blade Ramirez?
She cooed at him like he was a baby. His face went red in anger. He picked up a knife from the counter and quickly stuck it in her thigh, twisting it, and pulling it out quickly, causing her to drop to her knees.
"I'm scared of no one!"
"Then let my daughter go back to Italy with him!" They were face to face as they both breathed heavy in anger.
"No. Stop fucking asking" he punched her in the face before walking away. She was sitting on the kitchen floor on her ass as her lip was now busted and blood dripped from her nose while blood gushed from her thigh.
She let out a manic laugh as she applied pressure to her thigh and forced herself to stand.
Tears streamed down my face as I helped her walk to my room and started working on her nose, mouth, and thigh.
"I promise baby, we'll get out of here somehow. You'll see your dad and brother soon, my darling. Just give it some time."
"Momma. What if they're like Budar? I mean, dad made you his whore, what makes you think he won't do something to me? Or you again?
And what about Valentino? The last you was him was when he was 9. What if he's changed, momma? I don't wanna get out of here just to get beat again."
I let a sob pass my lips as me and her now laid on my bed staring up at the ceiling.
She sit up and props herself on one elbow.
"Now, listen here, Killana Ramirez. I may be weak right now from the countless beatings and drugs in my body at the moment but I'll be damned if I allow that to happen to us again. Of they're anything like Budar then they'll be dead before they can even say 'sorry'. I don't care if they're my husband and son, I'll be damned if I married or birthed an abuser or rapist."
She sounded the most stern and serious she's ever sounded with me. Kinda scary, not gonna lie.
"Now we are going to get out of here. You are going to find a man who doesn't scare you. You are going to fall in love. Get married. And have babies. In that order, because no premarital babies." She winked playfully at her last sentence causing me to chuckle lightly.
I see the light from the security camera flick on meaning that they activated it and can hear and see everything we're doing and saying
Mom must have noticed too because she changed the subject. "I like the name BJ for a boy and Rosy for a a girl."
Baby name subject it is then. "BJ?"
"Budar Junior. I'm starting to face the fact that we're going to be here for the rest of our lives so might as well start liking Budar. And what better way to start then naming my baby after him."
I nodded as I yawn. She kissed my forehead before tucking me in, flipping the light off and leaving.
Dez's POV
'It's your fault your daughter can't leave.'
The words play on loop in my head as me and Budar lay in bed, his arm draped over my stomach.
It was then that I realized how hard this plan is going to be for me. Eventually, until I gain my energy and strength back to escape, I'm either going to have to get Budar drunk to the point of delusions or I'm going to have to bloat myself to the point of uncomfort soon. So I look as if I'm actually pregnant.
Silent tears stream down my face as I slowly fall into a horrible sleep.
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