The smell of something rotting brings me back to my consciousness.
I groan as a tremendous amount of pain shoots through me; starts right at my wrist and reaches every single one of my nail and hair, when I simply try to move my limbs. It was as if my whole body was wrapped up in weights.
I blink my eyes several times, to see anything, just a single ray of light at least but only to realize that I was kept in complete darkness.
Though my eyes don't catch any sight of a window or even a tiny hole, a thin line of cold air passes through my body, enough to make me shiver to the very core and only then do I realize that I've been tied to what seems to be the ceiling, half naked. My leather jacket and the thick joggers I had on along with my favorite strawberry tank top had been taken off of me, leaving me only in my bra and underwear. MY STRAWBERRY UNDERWEAR!
I groan and twist my wrist to try and get myself free from the iron chain that were holding me up and a cunning laugh, from very close to me makes the hair in the back of my neck stand upright.
I know him, all too well and not just him, I know every single thing about him and his filthy group. The gang that apparently had killed my brother and now my father, The Smeraldo.
"She surely got the looks from that rat" his voice was as fine as the sand inside an hour glass. Somebody who doesn't know him would take him to be the sweetest angel given his voice sounds too pleasing to take him for an asshole who kills people just for the fun of it.
I do not answer and look around very slightly to catch any little hint of the people around me.
"I can't wait to see how that pretty face of yours will look, when I'll be playing with your family right in that rat's office" another soothing yet dark voice plays in the background and I turn over towards the sound. I don't catch any kind of images of the man that had the audacity to utter those words so I take the worst decision to open the trash of a mouth that I have,
"Well, what a shame because I'm afraid you'll even get through the main gates with those tiny legs of yours" I say. I don't stop trying to free myself from the chains though, not caring about the fresh set of liquid that drips over the already dried blood. My ear catches the sound of tough boot nearing me so I prepare myself for any kind of action, but when I get the slightest hint of his doe eyes, my heart skips a beat without my notice.
Those eyes, the ones I've seen in person just once, the eyes I always keep staring through his images, and those eyes that were once the only thing I'd ever wanted to keep looking t mine, "That mouth of yours needs to be punished" he says with his face so close to mine that the warmth of his breath felt a bit too comfortable on my freezing skin.
"Everybody... Out. Kitten needs to be taught a pretty important lesson"
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Fanfiction"And what happens to this pretty hole of yours?" he asks while slowly dipping two of his fingers inside me and presses the gun into my lower belly with the other. "Fuck!" I hiss out. "Answer me kitten" "You. You fuck it well."
