Married to the don

Torture and a Kiss

Amara Moratti

Ace pulled me into the warehouse, earning us weird looks from all the people inside. "Let go of me" I said, but Ace kept walking toward an elevator. When we stepped inside he pressend me against the wall. "Will you get your temper in check, we are going to my office and then we are gonna have a little talk amore" he says pulling himself away from me. I released a breath I didn't knew I was holding, my back still against the wall.

After a few seconds the elevator stopped again and Ace took my arm, pulling me out and toward his office, pushing me inside. The two big Dopple doors slammed shut and Ace walked toward his desk. He looked really angry, like really really angry, I could see he's jaw tightening by each second. He sat down on his chair and leaned toward so he could get a glass of whiskey.

"Okay, I get it, you are angry, but why am I here" I asked taking a step forward. "Sit down" Ace said, looking up from his glass before shrugging it down. I made my way toward one of the chairs in front of his desk, letting my self fall down. "So what now" I said as I leaned back into the chair. "Well since you amore are Rosa Del Diavolo, you are going to help me get some information" Ace said, leaning back in his chair.

"And what exactly do you want me to do?" I asked, crossing my legs. "My man will bring the guy you left alive and you are going to torture him until I have my answers" he said, smirking. "Alright, when do we start" I asked, sitting up. A few seconds past and there was a knock on the door, my head snapped toward it and Ace just leaned back in his chair. "Now, amore" he said, with his silly smirk on his face.

Ace got up and walked toward the door, opening it. A guard was standing there with Damien next to him. "We have him in cell 327, since you have the little assassin, getting the answers will be easy." Damien said and I got up to. "Great, let's go and torture someone" I said, smiling. "You are crazy, I can't wait for you two too fall in love and have children" Damien said, with a silly smile on his face. "Okay, I will just act like you never said that" I said walking past the two of them. "Are you guys coming" I asked. Seconds later I felt Ace hand on the small of my back, guiding the way toward the cells.

"This one" Damien said, pointing at on before us. Ace went to open the door so I could walk in. "Good morning, or evening" I said, smiling at the man in the chair. He was bound to a metal chair and was nearly awake. "I'm not telling you shit" he said, grinning his teeth. "Great, more fun for me" I said, clapping my hands. "It has been a long time since I tortured some one, Ohh this is going to be fun" I smiled waking over to the table with knifes and other things.

My fingers moved over each knife, lightly tracing it. I chose a black one with Ace name on it, lightly smiling to my self. I picked the knife up and I could hear the light chuckle from Damien. Ace and Damien were standing leaning against the wall of the cell. "So alright, ahh what's you name again" I asked standing in front of him. "Vlad" he said. "Okay well then Vlad, I want to know why you broke into the mansion, all you friends are dead, I won't hesitate to kill you too after I had my little fun, so tell me, why are you here" I asked, twirling the knife in my hand.

"I'm not telling you shit, you little whore, Assassin or not." He said, tough grinned teeth. "Don't call her a whore" Ace voice boomed, as he took a step forward. And only a second later a punch was flying toward the face of the guy. Ace stepped back, leaning again against the wall with his armes crossed.

"So back to were we where, you want to tell me why you and you dead friends where here" I asked, looking him in the eyes. His lips stayed shut and my turned into a smile. I trapped the knife thought my on my hand, before bringing my other hand to one of his fingers. "How sharp is this knife" I asked, as my eyes stayed on Vlad. "One slice, amore" Ace said, I could hear his smirk. "Perfect" I took one of his fingers and cut it if with a clean cut. His screams filled my ears and his finger found his place on the floor.

"Still no answer" I asked, looking at him innocent. His lips stayed shut and my smile grew only wider. "Lets move on then" I said and one by one I cut if his fingers, I even pellets of his skin. His screams where music to my ears, I am a psychopath, sometimes. After an hour or so if torturing the guy and Damien getting popcorn for him and Ace, he started to talk.

"I'm I'm gonna tell you, please stop" he said, between cry's. "Go on, Talk" i said, twirling the knife in my hand. "Dimitri, he-he sent us, we where supposed to kill your mother and father and kidnap your sister, we-we didn't know that Rosa Del Diavolo was there, that she is your fiancé, other-other wise he wouldn't have sent us, everyone fears her" Vlad talked. My smile grew only wider. "Tell me, what was your plan, how did you get into my home" ace asked walking toward us. "We-we have a lot of rats, I-I can give you names, we have the codes and plans of your mansion, even if some of your warehouses, there are gonna be an attack on one of them, in five days, he-he works with an officer" Vlad told us.

"Which officer" ace asked him. "Ahh, I-I think his name was Rossi" Vlad said. Ace asked him every single question he could think of, getting all the information he wanted. He then turned to me, pulling out his gun, the gun with his name on it, the gun not a single mafia Don hands to anyone. He handed it to me.

Every Don of Every mafia has a gun with his name, you get it when you become the boss. You don't give your gun to anyone and when you do give it to someone it has different meanings. When a Don gives his gun to his fiancé or wife he makes her his queen, his equal, his Donna. It has never happen before.

I looked into Ace eyes, questioning him. He nod, handing the gun to me. I took the black gun from him, my tump moving over the light graving if his name. "Kill him, Amore" he whispered in my ear. I armes the gun toward his head, shooting Vlad. One shot in the head, directly dead. "Pulisci questo" (clean this up ) Ace told one of his guards. He took my arm again and pulled me out of the cell and we made our way back to his office.

Inside I took a seat before his desk, closing my eyes. I was tired, really tired and I was cold. I wrapped my armes around my self as I waited for Ace to come back. I was just wearing a crop top, it was fucking cold. I still had my eyes closed as I heard the door open. I opened my eyes and sat up, my eyes meeting the ones of Ace. He walked toward his chair and took his suit jacked of it, he walked back to me and place it around my shoulders. "You can definitely torture" he said, with a small smirk on his face. "I know" I said, putting my armes tough his jacked.

Ace and I looked eyes, my light brown ones starring into his blue ones. His eyes flickered down to my lips and back up to meet my eyes again, mine did the same. The sexual tension grew by each second. My eyes flickering between his eye and his lips, his did the same. A second we just looked at each other, my brown eyes starring into his blue ones, for a second there was nothing but him and me. Just a second and then is lips crashed against mine, kissing me with all the passion you could think of. I kissed him back, his hand moving around my waist pulling me into him. My hand moved around his neck pulling him down to me.

I felt so many emotions at ones. Kissing him felt so right, even when it should have been wrong. I craved him, I craved him so much. I didn't wanted this to end, the feeling of butterflies in my belly and the sparkles I felt. I knew this was nothing, or was it something. I was so confused. Was this how Love was supposed to feel?