Do I Love Him or Was It Stockholm Sydrome? (Mafia Story)

Chapter 1: Wait.. Where am i?

Hey bitches, bros, and non binary hoes! (If you can't take a joke please exit) This is the first chapter and I hope you enjoy! Let me know in the comments if I should change anything! Also, I left some music to vibe to :) Goodbye my Baby Muffins <3

Anthony POV:
If you could even begin to comprehend where I've come from, you would be terrified of me. I'm Anthony. Anthony Gambino. I run a mafia that's world wide. I am what people call a "player". I go to clubs with many chicks and fuck most of them. I haven't stayed with one girl in years.

This night in particular, was the first night in a long time that I knew I wanted. She was now mine and I'm not letting her go. I was at the stop club like usual when I saw a new bartender. I've come here plenty but I've never seen such a beautiful girl. I got up and walked to the bar, "Four shots of Whiskey" I said throwing down a wad of cash. She picks it up and pays, she then puts down the spare cash. "Keep it sweetheart" I say smirking at her. I smirk even harder letting out a light chuckle as I watch her face fade into a light pink, she was adorable.

Y/n POV:
I just recently moved here and finally found a job at this local strip joint called "Kitty's Chamber". It wasn't that bad especially since I'm just bartending. It was my first day and for some reason we have to dress like a damn stripper. I'm a bit uncomfortable but I need to pay the bills so I'll get over it.

I'm making peoples drinks when I start to feel like I'm being watched. I glance up and make eye contact with the most attractive man I've ever seen. He was just mesmerizing I don't know if I can look away. I quickly snap back and focus. I continue to bartend when I see him walking towards me. My heart beat speeds up as I try to remain calm. "Four shots of Whiskey" he says throwing a wad of cash down. I pay then give him the rest back. "Keep it sweetheart" when he says this my heart melts, I can feel my face turning red. He smirks at me and I try to call myself down but miserably fail.

I finally get all the shots together. I hand them to him and his hand lightly brushes against mine and it send butterflies twirling around in my stomach. They were soft yet strong and powerful.. I don't know how to explain but for they were fucking amazing. My breath quickens as I turn around to go to my manager who called me. "You needed me?" I ask slightly concerned. "Yes, you've been requested for a private dance in room F6." She says then walks away not allowing me to speak. I get up and walk into the room. I stand in the doorway stunned when I see it's him.

Anthony POV:
She walks in as I'm already seated. My god she's stunning. Absolutely breathtaking. I pay my lap suggesting for her to sit down. She slowly makes her way and sits on my knee. "Is there a special dance you'd um prefer tonight sir?" She asks her breath lightly shaken. "No. Just sit here and do as I say." I commanded and she looked at me almost worried then she nodded her head. "Mmm bounce on my knee a little darling~" I say smirking. I watch her turn many shades of red before staring to lightly bounce on my knee. "How pathetic and cute" I think to myself. She startles out a little "A-anything else?" I chuckle and told her to look at me. She didn't do so, instead, she began to get up. I pulled her back into my lap; grabbing her chin forcing her to look my in the eyes. "When I say look at me, you do it." I command coldly. She looks at me a bit frightened, god I loved the fear in her eyes. She mumbles a "Let me go Asshole" but I just grip her face tighter.

I pull her into a deep kiss and she kisses back falling onto my chest. I continuously kiss her and grab the "Liquid Ecstasy" out of my pocket and stab it into her next; slowly pushing down the needle. I call my men and tell them to bring around the car for me and my guest. They brought around the car while another calls the manager saying Y/n had an emergency and couldn't make it in the next few weeks.

Y/n POV:
"Ow my head hurts!" I thought to myself. I begin to sit up only to fall back down. Great I'm chained to a bed in what looks like a prison sell. "Hey whatever jackass brought me here, what do you want from me?" I yell as loud as I can. I hear the door knob twist and he walks in. I can't move I feel paralyzed.

"Why did you bring me here?" I pant "What do you want from me?" He says nothing and walks closer. I hear the slow steady echos each time a foot hits the ground. "I move here and get drugged and kidnapped really?" I yell almost agitated. He ignores me and sits on the bed beside me. "What do you wa-" I'm cut off with his hand around my throat. "God if you would've listened to me like a good girl none of this would've happened." He yells at me. He stares into my eyes which horrifies me. "N-no it's n-" I'm cut off by him squeezing my throat harder where I can no longer breath. "S-stop i c-cant br-" "You're perfectly fine." He says through his teeth. "If you would've fucking listened none of this would've happened. This is all your fault." He yells again which makes me flinch. "Maybe this is my fault.." I think to myself.

"I-I'm sorry o-okay? I'll b-be good.. c-can I at least kn-know your n-name?" I stutter out. "Anthony." He says and gets up. "What am I gonna do.." I think. He looks down at me straight into my eyes, "Be a good girl and I'll allow you to eat. Be a bad girl and get punished. Choose wisely. I'll see you later, bye princess." He then leaves the rooms locking it behind him. "I dont feel so good.." I think before everything turns black

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