Fire & Ice

Nightmares.

Domenic's POV

The council and I had a meeting and there still wasn't any news about this mole. Every daily activity my mafia does was being held normally.
It seems like the mole is staying at bay for this time.

I thought of a plan to make them ambush us, but we'll be prepared to catch them. Leo and I discussed it with the council and they all agreed to start the plan.

The plan was making a fake shipment and spreading the news in the headquarters about a shipment that will take place next week on Thursday at the docks.

The men will think its a normal shipment, but Leo and I, with 5 of my bodyguards we'll personally be there to make sure the fake shipment is sent with no problem, and then they'll come ambush us and we'll catch them.

Leo and I came back to the mansion and entered my study. I sat on my red chair behind my large brown desk as Leo poured us some whiskey.

"What will happen if no one comes and ambushes us?" Leo asked as he placed my glass on the desk in front of me and sat down.

I chuckled and took a sip from the whiskey glass, "It means that the mole is one of the council members" I said in a serious tone.

"Frati, sei fantastico", he said and came towards me to click our glasses together. "Cincin" we said in union as we clicked our glasses together, "Viva il don" Leo added and on cue we gulped the contents of the glasses and we laughed together, it was just like the old times.

Leo went to his room that was made for him when he wanted to stay over, it was on the left side of the mansion, mine was on the right side. I decided to head down to my room and try to catch some sleep.

I took a shower and put on some black shorts. However, I kept on tossing and turning, I looked at the time on my phone it was 11 p.m. I sat up straight and sighed, I knew what was wrong with me.

I wanted a release so damn bad. I could call Bianca to tend to my needs, but she was so damn stingy. I could call Fran, but I wasn't in the mood for brunettes so I decided to call Alessia but directly closed my phone.

I closed my eyes and breathed in and out for a couple of seconds. I kept them closed when the image of a particular blonde girl with eyes blue like the Atlantic appeared....Kira, mio tigrotto.

I stood up pacing in my room, I could just go ask her if she'd like to fuck. What the hell are you thinking Domenic she'll think you're crazy. She's hot and I really need a release, and I can't seem to get her off my mind. I was fighting with myself internally, trying to shush the voice of reason in my head.

I decided to just go and try and make a move, she wouldn't possibly reject me, right? I opened the door of my bedroom and walked towards her door, her room was across mine. I knocked at the door, and received no response. Hmmm she must be sleeping.

I opened the door to check-in on her, and found her sleeping in her bathrobe whimpering with tears streaming down her now red cheeks. I ran to her and put my hand on her face to soothe her, and she jerked back.

(Mention of abuse. Nothing too extreme).

Kira's POV

It was a very long time since I had an episode. Angela used to sleep next to me every night so I'd feel safe. What made the whole situation hard for me is the fact that it isn't a nightmare, it's my reality.

"Flashback"

"Please stooooopppppp!!!" I let out an agonized scream. Vitold was whipping my back. "Ty byl drugom moyego deda, ty mudak" I screamed again as he continued whipping. After 10 more whips he stopped and came stood in front of me.
"I've never liked your stupid deda, he was an idiot. However, your father is whom my loyalties lie with" he spat. I chuckled "He made it clear I am not his daughter. I hope you both rot in hell you murderers" I managed to say before passing out.

"End of flashback".

It was like I was dreaming, only it was real. I couldn't open my eyes it was like sleep paralysis, until I felt a soft hand on my cheek and I suddenly jerked back and sat up.

I was crying so hard and when I raised my head to see who saved me from this episode, I was shocked to see that it was Domenic and he was sitting on my bed wearing only black shorts.

I cried harder and hugged him, my brain wasn't functioning in a normal way and I just wanted to feel safe in his arms.

Domenic's POV

To say I was shocked when she hugged me was an understatement. The girl I made miserable, kidnapped, drugged, and forced to stay in my house against her will was now hugging me.

I placed my hands on her back and rocked her as she cried. My heart ached as I listened to her cries and she suddenly moved back as if she was electrocuted.

"I'm sorry I hugged you don" she said sniffling, "I just remembered how my mom died" she added. "Would you like to talk about it" I asked and she didn't reply.

"How did your mom die, bambina?" I asked in hopes of getting an answer from her. "She was killed" she let out a chuckle. "He killed her, Domenic" she yelled. "Who did, mio tigrotto?" I asked her calmly.

"He killed her...my father killed her" she said and cried harder. This time I hugged her and I started stroking her hair.

"Shhh...let's go to sleep, bambina" I sat down and placed her above me. "Shhh" I repeated the process until she calmed down.

"Don't leave me alone, stay with me Domenic" she pleaded me in a sleepy tone, I was never planning on leaving her, but hearing the plea from her mouth made me enjoy making her feel safe for an unknown reason. Maybe I was sadistic but to hell with that. A couple of moments later I started to fall asleep with only one question.

What are you doing to me Kira?

Translation:

Frati, sei fantastico: brother, that's fantastic.
Cincin: cheers.

Viva il don: long live the don.

Ty byl drugom moyego deda, ty mudak: you were my grandfather's friend, you asshole.