The Mob Boss and His Prisoner

Party time

"Hey is everything alright?" I speak up and he turns to look at me.

"Yeah, the party is starting downstairs. Let's go." He walks over and takes my hand. I guess I was watching the show for longer than I thought and it's already dinner.

I pull away my hand, "I'm fine you go, I'm gonna stay in here. It's your guy's party, after all, I'm just your prisoner here. You have fun." I go to sit on the bed but he grabs my hand again and pulls me. "GRIFFIN really stop this, I just wanna stay in the room."

He said nothing and just dragged me all the way to the dining and living room seeing so many people. There were even more people than there normally are at dinner time. My semi-introverted a** is going into overdrive here. I try to pull my hand from Griffin but he just holds on tighter. I just sigh in defeat pulling my hood over my head and following his lead. He led me to the kitchen first right to the fridge and opened it with his free hand.

"What drink do you want?" He asked.

"Just a soda will be fine, thank you," I say quietly.

"Come on, it's the holidays, let loose and have some fun." He said happily.

"I just turned 21 not long ago and I have no clue what drinks I even like. Dad never let me touch alcohol before because of my past." I look at him then drop my head.

"When was your birthday?" He said in a very questioning tone.

'Oh fuck I can't tell him it was the day his guys took me.' I think "Just a few months back that's all, it's not important." I look in the other direction.

"Tell me." He squeezes my hand tighter.

"You don't need to know it's done and over that's it." I start shaking really not wanting him to know.

"You'll tell me sooner or later," He said, passing me a bottle of soda and himself a beer.

'Yeah if I say that you'll get mad at your men again and they'll hate me for talking. And beat up more behind your back so no you're not.' I roll my eyes as he drags me to the dining room so we can get food.

I looked up seeing he had his hair in a kinda messy high ponytail. He finally let go of my hand so I opened the bottle and took a sip before looking at the food. I get a small fork and stick it into a piece of turkey and put it into my mouth slowly nibbling it away. I just follow Griffin around as he talks to others, I just tune everything out. Sometimes I'd sneak over to the buffet table to get a little bite of food.

I wasn't too hungry as I was so nervous being around all these people. I looked out the window and saw the sun finally set. I look over to see Sandy so I give her a smile and she smiles back before her smile drops looking behind me. I am confused as to what's going on. Why does she look scared?

I feel a pair of hands slide around my waist thinking it's Griffin but I look to my right and he has his back to me. The next thing I know the hands grab my chest tight and I wince as it hurts. Sandy shouts for Griffin but I spin around grabbing the guy's family jewels in my hand and squeezing. I hear him shout for me to let go but I don't, making sure he feels the pain that he deserves.

"Clearly what I said before didn't stick with you," I look up at him beyond pissed now. I see the pain fill his eyes the tighter I make my hand. "Touch me and I'll f*cking end you."

I let go and he falls to the floor grabbing his junk in pain. I jump him and start to go ham on his face just beating him up. Soon I stop seeing his face but I soon see my bio-father's face. I feel arms around my body and pull me from the guy.

"Let me go, 13 years of fucking hell he put me through, I'll kill you for every fucking one," I shout.