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...
TW: mentions of domestic abuse, peeping Sadie, sexual mentions.
—𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟹. 𝟷𝟿𝟸 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 —
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It had been a week since I was kidnapped, and to be honest, my life hadn't been better.
I was feed, had a roof over my head, and was taken care of. I'm not sure if the Stockholm syndrome was getting to me. Or if I was shocked to be treated so well by a mafia leader that kidnapped me, and kills for a living.
Andrew abused me, and had never taken care of me like Sadie did. I mean to others I would be called crazy or hypnotized by the redhead. But I wasn't I was happy.
The week pasted by fast, the usual routine of Sadie checking on me, asking if I was hungry, I'd eat, and the day was normal for the most. I still was quite terrified by why she truly wanted me for, but I guess I'll cross that bridge when I get to it.
I wasn't romanticly attracted to her though, yea she was hot, but she was a mafia leader, who kills, and sells illegal items. She also kidnapped me so..
As well as she is quite terrifying, at any moment if she wanted to she could kill me right there. I still had handcuffs on my wrist. And was In the same room.
I hadn't seen sunlight in forever, and was starting to get a little cabin fever. I also needed new clothes, I had changed before but I needed a shower. A proper one.
The only thing that hadn't changed however was my nightmares. Sadie had one night came into my room, due to me screaming in my sleep. But I quickly found an excuse. She didn't buy it but I didn't know at the time.
It was now Monday. 8 days later.
"Hey.. wake up principessa.." Sadie lightly shakes my shoulders. Stirring me awake. "Huh?" I groggily sit up.
"You need new bedding and need to take a shower... can I trust you?" She asks hesitantly, for once I heard a different tone in her voice, more warning, and low. Like she was very stern.
"Y-yes" I nod quickly, the thought of a nice shower filled me with happiness.
"Okay I'm going to uncuff you then go straight to the bathroom.. there is already a towel and new clothes for you." She says. I already knew where the bathroom was, well I mean cause obviously.
She uncuffs me, immediately she notices a dark ring around my wrist. Her eyes move, but her face doesn't change. I could already start to read her well.
When I lived with Andrew I learned how to read people quickly. He was a person that I had to be able to read to survive, so I could predict what he would do next...
"minuscolo, prendimi un impacco di ghiaccio, ora per favore." She presses on her earpiece. I slowly stand up, getting my legs used to my body weight.
"What did you say?" I asked her quietly. Like I said before I knew some Italian but I definitely wasn't fluent.
"To get you some ice for that" she points down to my wrist. "Oh thank-you." I mumble. She hums, helping me walk to the bathroom. "If you need anything just press that button." She says. There was a little intercom on the wall next to the sink. It was a very nice bathroom, just like the bedroom.
I knew I was probably in a mansion right now.
I nod before looking at her, trying to give her the hint to get out so I could undress. She finally understands, "oh sorry, cara" she quickly turns around, starting to walk out of the bathroom.
I start with my shirt, pulling it off and throwing it on the floor, next my shorts. Now I was just in my underwear and bra. I go to the shower, and turn the nobs, soon figuring out the shower.
On the other side of the bathroom door was Sadie, finally getting the ice from one of her workers. Forgetting that I was probably naked she cracks the door open, getting ready to fully go in until she sees me. Starting to take of my bra.
I pull it over my head and drop it to the ground. My back was turn towards her, so she couldn't actually see anything but my bare back and underwear. Her mouth slightly opens as she starts to get lost in a trance.
As I start to pull down my under she finally comes to her senses. Quickly turning and leaning against the wall beside the door. Her back now faced the bathroom, as she regains her breath she didn't know she had held.
Her adrenaline rushes, as her heart pumps fast, and her knees become weak. A hunger develops deep inside her. Wanting ti do things with me. Well more like to me..
She holds it back though, knowing she wouldn't have the chance with me, unless she gained more trust.
Sweat forms on her forehead, as her face flushes red, a heartbeat throbs between her legs and she starts to walk to the bedroom door.
"santo cazzo..." she gasps. (Holy fuck)
She leaves earning weird looks from her servants and guards. "non chiedere!" She yells at them. They all resume to their duty's.
However, I eventually get in the shower, totally not knowing of what Sadie was going through at the moment. The warm water hit my skin, giving me relief.
I sigh contently and continue to wash my hair and body.
