She's Not Coming Back - Missing Mafia Princess Story

Chapter Three: Captured

Ember

I couldn't think straight anymore. I felt as if my whole world was crumbling down. My sister is gone. No, my sister was taken from me. The fucking devils took her away from me and I'll play their little game as well. I'll hurt everyone they ever cared about. I won't stop until they're on their knees, begging for mercy.

I set an alarm for 2 am. At this time, everyone is asleep, leaving me the chance to seek revenge without getting stopped.

Let's go spill some blood.

I ran out of the facility and started asking everyone where I would find the so-called D'Angelo family. Everyone is fucking useless, maybe they'll come to their sense when I shoot them in the head.

I decided to head back to the facility so I can gather more intel about where the fucking devils would be until I suddenly saw a white cloth being placed on my mouth and nose. I'm being fucking drugged.

"Kidnapping her is easier than I thought." Those were the last words I've heard before I went into the oblivious.

I woke up tied up in a dark, cold space. I quickly checked my pockets for my gun and I'm not surprised when I couldn't find it. My shoes were taken off, which means that they also found my knife. FUCK.

"HELLO. IF YOU'RE GOING TO KIDNAP ME THEN HAVE THE GUTS TO TALK TO ME, FACE TO FACE."

Silence.

"WHAT A FUCKING PUSSY-" my sentence was immediately cut off by someone opening the door and turning on the lights.

The bright lights shining in my eyes, made me squint, trying to adjust to the lighting.

"If It isn't the famous Ember Ricchi." chuckled a tall, broad man who is drenched in ink.

"If it isn't the irrelevant asshole who has a fucking death wish." I let out a humourless laugh, mocking the broad man.

"I think you're forgetting, princess. I kidnapped you, not the other way around."

It's been 20 minutes and the man is just standing there, staring. No emotion on his face whatsoever.

"Are you going to tell me why I'm here or are you just going to stand there and look pretty?"

I know. Flirting with the enemy is never a good idea but it is when you need to escape. I just need him to come closer to me so I can grab his knife in his pocket.

"Pretty?" He lets out a very sarcastic laugh and locks eyes with me. "To answer you question princess, I'm Dominic. I'm sure you've heard of me or at least the other Italian mafia."

oh I found you guys? Thinking about how I wanted to kidnap them makes a small laugh leave my mouth. How the tables have turned.

"You're an asshole you know? You and your entire fucking mafia. How does it feel?"

Dominic opened his mouth to answer my question but I continued talking instead.

"How does it feel knowing that because of you hundreds, if not millions, of innocent people died?" I questioned Dominic. Slightly sounding bitchy.

"I have never put my hands on anyone innocent." Oh so now he's lying?

"BULLSHIT! A WEEK AGO YOU STARTED A FIRE AT A ORPHANAGE. JUST 20 MINUTES AGO YOU KIDNAPPED A PERSON AND TIED THEM UP LIKE A DOG. YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU'RE INNOCENT?"

Dominic walked towards me and grabbed my jaw. "Don't raise your voice at me. You'll regret it."

"FUCKING MURDERS. FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKING MAFIA. YOU-"