The Mafia Man in the Club

Chapter 26 : Protector or Sinner?

His hands move lower, trying to massage my thighs too.

A tear rolled down my cheek.

One hand left my hand thigh and wiped the tear away before returning.

So what? they are okay with raping me but are sensitive about it? Or it's a turn off to see me cry? Which is it?

Why did this happen to me? She died, that's what landed me here. And now look what I've gotten myself into.

Violet's POV again

I kept my eyes closed dreading what's to come. The other two had already went outside.

~Their conversation *Angelo's POV~

"so what's your problem?" Boss asked

"I don't know. I know you don't care and I usually don't either. But she's innocent. I know what you're gonna say but I'm really sure she is. Simon come on. You know he's gonna come for her if she really means anything to him. Then you'll have both, her as leverage and him and his men. Think about it. Simon come on now. You know punishing those innocent isn't right. They do the slightest thing to tick us wrong then sure. But otherwise no."

He just stared at me stupidly.

I gave him the same look right back and he rolled his eyes.

"Fine, you pussy. If he doesn't come in the next 24 hours I'm gonna let them have their way with her that will end up with her dead in the end."

"Alright."

He walked away and I sighed. What the fuck am i doing?

When I walked in I puffed hot air out of my nose.

He had his hands all over her already and she crying clinching her eyes closed

"Get ur dirty ass hands off of her. Out, both of you. Nobody touches her for the next  24 hrs. Understood?"

Antonio rolled his eyes but backed up then left. Bryan gave me an odd salute before leaving.

She wrapped her shaking arms around her body, eyes still closed.

I walked to her, wiping away her tears.

"Welp sweet cheeks, I got you 24 hrs of freedom. You better hope he comes for you. If he doesn't your all theirs and there's nothing i can do."

She fell into my arms, wrapping hers around me.

I patted her back

"Come on now, I aint a softy. I only helped you because i know you're actually innocent regardless of what they think."

She just looked up at me with thank you eyes before letting go.

"I'll bring you some water, go lay back down."

Violet's POV

I felt so....dirty. I just wanted to take a hot shower and scrub myself raw.

I was very thankful to Angelo though. He was literally my saving grace at this moment.

I went and sat down, Holding myself tightly in a ball.

It was awhile before Angelo came back. I had fallen asleep again on accident.

When he came in the loud creaky door awoke me again.

"What time is it?"

"About 630 in the morning. You slept through the night. I saw you went back to sleep and wasn't gonna bother you."

"Thanks...."

"Yea well here. Eat up."

There was a hot bowl of soup with crackers and a hot piece of bread. Which was amazing because I'm still cold.

I just looked up at him. I stared for a minute before he realized I was watching him. He smirked a little.

"What?"

I cleared my throat and looked down.

"Nothing..."

He got down on one knee and lifted my head up. I looked down, my cheeks flushing a bright red. Hopefully he couldn't see them in the shadows.

"Look at me"

He has that same voice as Alissio. The same one that had me so messed up beforehand...

I looked up at him. And I really really fucking hated it. My thighs clench themselves together. I can't stop internally cursing myself because of my situation. Why in the HELL, would my body betray my mind right now? This can not be happening right now.

I close my eyes and let out a shaky breath before looking at him.

He looked at me directly in the eyes before putting a heavy hand on my thigh and smirking at me.

At this point, I was thinking I was actually about to get raped, he told me lies so he could have me all to himself. But what happened next kind of changed those thoughts and made my little situation down there even worse. Once again, why is my body disobeying my mind???

He leaned into my ear, his lips lightly touching it.

"Chica?"

I gulped loudly before barely voicing a 'hm?'

"Why did you clench your thighs when I told you to look at me?"

I gasped, and my thighs had a mind of their own again.

He gently massaged my thigh, now just a few inches from my place.

"Someone's likes being told what to do don't they?"

I whimpered but then shook my head no.

"So IF I was to touch that little pussy right now your telling me that you wouldn't be wet?"

This time I looked up into his eyes and let out a breath. I couldn't hold eye contact very long before I looked down again.

He just chuckled.

"I'm sorry chica. Your just so fun to pick on. But i bet I wasn't wrong about what I asked you." He chuckled again.

Kissing my jaw once, he got up and left the room.

I let out a shaky breath, mad at myself for what just happened. How the hell is my body doing this to me in this situation?