Toxic and Mine

Shock

"Silva, are you really going to do this time?" I ask as I watch him tied my hands to the chair. Yeah I didn't expect what I did to go without consequences but I didn't expect this.

"We don't go after family." Trulijo says. "Ask Silva, I did the same thing to him when he tried to kill Hassan."

"That is true, but it never worked." He says with a smirk. He kisses me on my lips before walking away from me to stand by his father.

"If it makes you feel better, I would do the same to Lydia if she tried to hurt you.

I look down st the device strapped to my left hand. They asked which one was my dominant one and they put it on the opposite side of it. I had no idea what it was and that made me nervous.

"As much as I love you and as much Lydia can be annoying, as a family we can't turn on each other."

"Oh my god." I say to myself. This family shit has been pushed on me far too long. I have family and they are in an entire different country.

"Is everything ready to go?" His father ask getting a nod. They step back even further leaving me all the more scared. But it goes quiet, the only thing that could be heard was my labored breathing as I wait for the worst to come.

That's when I feel my left hand starting to tighten it and suddenly this powerful shock goes through my entire body leaving me clenching to the chair. It felt like my entire body was on fire as it continued to course through my body with my screams doing little to stop it. I was desperately trying to get out of the chair as the voltage got stronger and stronger to the point to where it felt like my brain might explode.

"Silva make it stop!" I scream and I feel myself go cold. With the voltage gone my head slumps down with my not having the energy to raise it up. The amount of pain going through my body was too much to describe, my head was pounding and it generally, I couldn't move. Even when Ailva took the straps off of me I couldn't move.

"We agreed six minutes Silva, that was only three." Trulijo says and I start crying which only added fire to my pounding headache. In Colorado, those boys I talked to were boring. But they surely didn't haven anything like this in their home. I just want to be normal in a normal relationship.

Silva picks me up and I scream out, just moving an inch caused me unbearable pain. He says something in Italian and I watch some of his men exit the room.

"Silva what the fuck." I cry out. He doesn't say anything as he leads us iut the room. I don't know where we are going but I lay exhausted in his arms as he leads us to an area of a room I've never veen in before. Inside it was what looked like a hot tub steaming with smoke. It was like one of those spa rooms with lights going around it to make it more comfortable. He places me in one of them and I shudder being hit with freezing cold water.

"It's going to help with the pain." He tells me.

I hug my body tightly trying to control my shaking. The tub was filled with nothing but water and ice and I was trying desperately to get use to the temperature. It was quiet for a few minutes until he starts speaking.

"I know what you're trying to do." He tells me. "But it won't do anything but get you hurt. Do you know the people around me, they think I'm weak because of the way I allow you to treat me. But it's true, you have no idea what you do to me. I think of you everyday and the last thing I want is to see you hurt. Please give us a chance." He begs touching my shoulder.

"I gave you a chance. I came back to Italy with intentions of making us work. You decided to be deceitful and torture me." I spit at him.

"We're not getting into that conversation, it won't do anything but make us mad."

"You shot me! No you actually wanted me dead. You shot me with the intensions of killing me!"

"Yes but because of you. You know what kind of man I am Nastasia, you clearly wanted to see how far I would go. But now you know what exactly I would do over you. You still have your freedom, you can see your family anytime you want, you can go anywhere you want. All I'm asking is for you to remain loyal. I could be beating you, raping you, sharing you with my friends. You're blessed compared to what the people I do business with does."

"You're right." I say flatly staring off into space. I didn't have the energy to argue with him.

"I want you to marry me."

I let out a dry laugh trying my best to ignore what he just said. Not even fifteen minutes ago, I was getting the electric chair and now he wants to get married. Three minutes of electric shock, what if I went brain dead! And he sat there watching it while was strapped to the chair.

I gasp out, my head goes to cloud nine as the perfect idea suddenly pops into my head. Oh my god, why haven't I thought about this sooner! A couple of years ago, my father broke my mom's jaw during one of their daily altercations. I walked into their bedroom room with my father screaming for me to help him.

"Nastasia, I said I want us to get married." He repeats. No proposal, no asking just plain demanding. But the way I plan on hurting him leaves me with nothing but happiness.

"Okay. Let's get married." I tell him. I wanted to jump up and down. Trulijo was right, Lydia isn't the person I wanted to kill really, it's his very own soon. And in the weeks to come, that may as well just happen.