The infamous mafia leader, Sadie sink, starts to feel somthing she's never felt before. Love.
Specifically for a bartender at a strip club, Madison white. She's shy and feisty. Only living her life away from America, after she ran from her abuser...
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I woke up, my head pounding and my body aches. My vision becomes unblury as I adjust my eyes. Around me I notice I'm in a room, it was nice, dresser, TV, nightstand, a full bedroom.
My eyes catch on a window on the right of me. Escape.
I get up quickly, but soon get pulled back down by a pair of handcuffs that had attached my left wrist to one of the bed post. My other was free but it still was uncomfortable.
I mentally curse, trying to figure out how to get out. I knew how to pick a lock, mainly because Andrew would lock his phone in his dresser. I figured it out soon to see if he was cheating. I think we all know the answer to that.
But on the end note, that night he found out, and the next morning I had a black eye, and a dark ring around my neck. I hope he rots in hell.
I didn't have a Bobby pin in my hair, or even a bracelet on. As I was about to give up, my eyes spot a pen on the nightstand next to me. My heart burst with hope as I try to stretch over to the nightstand.
I touch it with my finger tips, but can't fully grab it. I try once more but only pushing father away from me. "Fuck!" I groan.
I go again, more carefully this time. I stretch the farthest I have, finally pulling it closer to me.
I get a quick breath of air before going at it again.
I touch it once again, but slightly pushing it away from me. "Oh my God!" I whine, flopping back on the bed.
"That's was fun to watch.." I hear a laugh from the door. It startles me and I sit up immediately. "Why am I here?! I promise I won't say anything if you let me go- and I have no money or family so don't expect ransom!" I ramble, Sadie just leans against the doorframe in amusement.
She finally walks towards me shutting the door, I hear a click- probably meaning it locked. My demeanor starts to get worried.
Was she gonna kill me? Rape me? Hit me? Drug me again?
My mind races as she finally stops at the edge of the bed. "I'm not gonna hurt you.. unless you want me too?" She smirks.
I furrow my eyebrows, and tilt my head. "Alright, no time for jokes I get it." She raises her hands in surrender. "Answer my question!" I demand. She smiles looking at me like I was some cute pet.
"Yknow.. I love the feisty ones.." she says with a wink. I scoff turning my head towards the window.
Before I even know it, I feel her finger under my chin, lifting it up slightly and turning my head towards her. Bay heart skips a beat, and my breathing becomes unsteady.
"I think I'll keep you longer than I thought.." she smirks. My eyes go wide. "What?! What do you mean?" I frantically ask.
"Well ever since our little encounter, I was planning on finding you and taking you then and there anyway.. but you came back at the right time." She smiles.
"D-do you want sex?! Or to torture me?!" I ask, concern fills my voice. "As much as I would love to fuck you.. I'm not going to do anything with out your consent." She smiles. I could tell she wasn't lying, somthing about the way she said it was kinda comforting, in a odd way.
But at the same time, my heartbeat dropped to my core. Her word and her tone was so... seductive.
Like she was a siren.
"So then why am I here?" I ask. She hums before getting closer to my face.
"I want you.. not for sex-not for torture- for somthing I've never felt before.. and I want more of it." She whispers, sending massive waves of chills down my spine.
"You want me to? Um.. be your lover?" I ask, I don't know what she wasn't trying to say. And to be honest I don't think she knew either.
"Well when you put it that way.. precisely." She whispers the last part. God she was making me felt things I haven't in years. And she Fucking kidnapped me.
"Well.. who are you?" I ask, "I piccolo, have been leading the Italian mafia for around 10 years..." panic floss through my body.
"Don't be scared.. I told you I don't want to hurt you.. okay?" Sadie tilts her head. I nod, complying with her. If I was completely honest, this wasn't the worst thing that has ever happened to me.
I mean Sadie is hot, rich, and it seems she actually cares for me. If I did have a romantic relationship with her it would be 10x better than my previous.
"Now. Are you hungry?" She smiles. I nod my head hesitantly, I still didn't fully trust her, but somthing in my gut wanted to so desperately.
"What would you like, principessa?" She tilts her head with a smile. "Waffles?" I ask nervously. She laughs, while nodding her head. "ok, bello" she smiles getting up and leaving. The door shuts and the locks clicks again once more.
But this time I don't feel worried or scared for her to come back.. I kinda hoped she did.
She was one of the first to ever take care of me like that, not even my own parents did. And definitely not Andrew.
For once I was actually kinda happy... even in the current situation I was in.
