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𝟏𝟎.

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antheia is sitting waiting on nicholas to return. they had been watching a movie in nicholas family room when he suddenly received a phone call and dissapeared after it ended. since the night after he asked about a movie night either they have been having movie nights twice a week. over the 3 weeks of movies night they are basically bestfriends now, nothing awkward between them.

curious since this seems to happen every time she and him hang out. she decides to go see where he had run off to. hearing voices down a hall she goes toward them, walking quietly she sees nicholas talking to antonio. both of their faces serious. she stands there but she cant hear them or go near enough to hear them since they would see her.

contemplating on going back so she doesnt get caught or staying to see if she can somehow pickup what they are saying from afar. once deciding she should go back, antonio turns his head in her direction feeling he is being watched, his years in this life gave him the gift of knowing when someone has eyes on him without him looking to know, antheia ducks behind the wall quickly. she holds her breath praying he hadnt seen her.

the men wrap up their conversation and nicholas walks off to the family room. antheia had already run back scared she was going to be caught.

the rest of the night antheia could only think about what nicholas and his brother could have been speaking about.
it was time for her to leave considering the late time, nicholas was going to the kitchen to get her some left overs to go of the food they had ordered.

antheia was too curious for her own good so she walked to the hall from earlier yet went to the door she saw antonio kept a grip on the handle during the mens conversation before.

when she reached out hesistantly toward the handle, she heard a deep voice from behind her.

" its not polite to creep through peoples houses bel fiore." antonio was stood behind her, chest against her back.

"im sorry, i-i was curious." she said in a breathy voice.

" hm, what a curious little lamb." he replied in a low voice, hands coming to her hips and running up her sides.

antheia let out a soft breathy moan. " whats in there?" she mangages out.

" why dont i show you, curious flower?" he suggests.

the larger man grabs her hand and puts in multiple passcodes into the pad. when the door sounds a beep and opens for them, antonio pulls her down the steps leading inside. the small girl isnt prepared for what she comes to see in the below room. she had thought if anything it would be a man cave or a poker room from what the two men vibes gave her.

never had she suspected a gagged man tied to a chair in the middle. antonio gives a slight nod to reassure her its okay.

" mr. lovato."

the man holding her hand didnt sound like himself. his normal tone is bland always but this was a new level of expressionless. its like ice plunged to the ears. his expression had become so armored you wouldnt think he was alive from how dead it made him appear.
the man started thrashing and pleading behind the dirtied rag that was almost in his throat. antheia was shocked, and slightly afraid but not of antonio but from the sitituation she was witnessing without warning. he held a knife in his hand when he turned to the small girl who still stood frozen in place,

" now that i settled that curiousity of yours, get out before you have nightmares from seeing this." he pointed the knife toward the tied up man indicating his plan of torture.

he was acting, he wanted to traumatize the pretty flower. she was delicate to him, like a flower. he had seen her peaking while he talked to his brother. he wanted to see her reaction to their pig of a guest tied up but now it was time for the real fun. torture. he wanted to corrupt the innocent flower. corrupt her mentally, emotionally, physically. though he knew his desires were a bit extreme he didnt care. he desired her more than anything he had in his life. the big ruthless mafia lord desired the delicate sarcastic vixen the moment she looked into his eyes.

she shook her head, she wanted to watch. as wrong as it was she was excited and still curious to see what would be played out by the god-like man. she almost laughed as that thought crossed her mind. if anything, anotonio was more the devil than god from what she knew of him. and she was right.

he was the devil disguised as a god.

thank you for reading loves. im in love with this page honestly so hopefully you like it as well. steamy page coming up next ;) -e