The Mafia's Princess

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Mia

Dear Diary,

While playing Truth or Dare earlier, Trina  asked me a question. She asked "Who did you lose your virginity to?", I hate that i didn't know who. I had to say the name of someone who never existed, a boyfriend who never fucking existed.

The truth was i knew who i lost it to. I lost it when i was 16. The man who first raped me, i will never forget his face. I promised myself that if i ever saw him one day, i'd unleash hell on him. I just wish i knew his name.

At least i knew Alec liked me.

Smiling at the last sentence, I closed the diary and went downstairs in the basement. I promised my fake father a torture and I was going to deliver.

Entering the basement, the smell of death and blood hit me, making me hungrier for his blood. I entered the cell he was locked in and stood in front of him. I smiled at him, looking at his tied hands. When he lifted his head, a grin formed on his lips.

"You know, Im going to be honest with you." I walked towards the table which was full of equipments like guns, knives, hammers, every possible equipment you could torture someone with.

"At first, I doubted my decision of making you suffer because you were my family, my father. No matter how much I despite you, in the end, you'll always be my father," I stated while picking up a knife and turned around, walking towards Jason.

"But then, you made my life easier and made me stop doubting my intentions of torturing you by telling me the truth about how you're not my father. Instead, you made me want to torture you to death which was the plan from the beginning and I was going to reduce the pain by 98% but now, it's gonna be a 100% pain." I continued.

With the knife in my hand, i stabbed Jason's right hand, earning a pained cry.

"You stupid fucking bitch!" He hissed, shutting his eyes because of the pain.

"You made me who I am today." I stated not removing the knife from his right hand. Leaving it there, I walked to the table and took another knife.

Walking back to him, I asked, "Remember you taught me the ways of torturing someone?", His eyes widened in fear. I smiled, knowing that I scared him and nothing made me happier.

"This-" I gestured to the knife inside his hand, "Was one of them and this..." I stabbed his second hand, "Is another."

"Fuck!" He yelled in pain. Smiling at that, I walked back to table and took a hammer. I glanced at the knife which was yet to be fully inserted inside his flesh and smirked, knowing what was going to happen. Taking the hammer, i placed the head at the end of knife and started hitting the knife slowly so that it goes deeper into his flesh.

"Fuck stop!" He yelled, tears forming in his eyes. "Please stop."

"If I remember correctly," I started ignoring his pleas and continued with my work while he hissed in pain, "I told you to stop when you did what you did to me in the basement. Did you stop?" I asked and once the knife pierced his skin completely and I felt it touching the wooden chair, I stopped and started with his other hand.

"You're crazy! Psychotic bitch!" He screamed.

"Again, you made me like this." I reminded him.

"I never taught you this way of torturing people!" He yelled, gesturing to me using a hammer to insert the knife deeper in his skin.

"Oh, yeah. I know." I smirked, "That's just me being creative."

Just when i felt the knife hit the wooden knife, an unfamiliar voice called my name. "Mia?"

I turned around, seeing a man I never saw in my life before. "What?"

"Mrs De Santis asked for you to come and have dinner upstairs." He said, gulping, his eyes going back and forth between the hammer in my hand and Jason's hands. I nodded at him, "I'll be there in a few."

"I'll leave." He eyed Jason's hands again and took a step back before hurrying out of the room.

Once he left, I turned back to face Jason. "Don't think you're saved. This-" I pointed to the knives in his hands, "Was nothing." I placed the hammer back on the table, leaving the knives in his hand. "I'm hungry. Laters." I waved him goodbye before opening the door to step out. I did not forget to tell the guard outside to take a picture of Jason and send it to me before giving him medical attention because I was yet to be done with him. He probably thought I was deranged and maybe part of me was but keeping memories was a must. I groaned at the blood on my white shirt and realized that I was going to enter the house like this.

When I entered, all eyes were on me. Ace, Alexia, Alec, Chloe, Axel, My grandmother, Marco, a man, a woman and a boy whom I never saw within the surroundings all looked at me.

I smiled sheepishly. "I'm going to take a shower and join you."

"Who did you torture?" Alec smirked.

"Jason." I stated, earning a proud look from my friends.

"Go shower, change and then come back downstairs. I want you to meet these people." Alexia said gesturing to the unknown people. I nodded and rushed upstairs. After showering, I changed into clean clothes to join them.