Mafias Sweetheart

Part 9 -Nightmare-

'Keep still baby girl' The man said to me as i laid beneath him, roughly opening my legs as i tried my hardest to squeeze them shut.

'You can scream all you want, no one cares' His voice echoed in my ear, touching himself in one hand as the other ran over my body.

'Don't do this' I yelled out, tears falling down my face.

'Keep saying stuff like that, i love it' He chuckled, sliding my underwear to the side so he could look at my pussy.

'Your going to feel so nice and tight around my cock aren't you little girl?' He sneered, pushing his hips closer as he went to fuck me.

BANG

DIMITRI POV

I was up late doing some work at my desk, needing to organise the next few weaponry deliveries in case we were to be attacked.

Adriana was asleep in my room, we hadn't spoken since she saw me kill that man and i had guessed she needed time alone.

I also couldn't get the memory of me pleasuring her away from the front of my mind. Everything i tried to do it kept returning to me.

I took a sip from my glass of whiskey when i heard a painful scream from down the hall.

I dropped the crystal glass on the floor, not caring that it shattered everywhere and grabbed my gun off the table, sprinting to the door it came from.

Adriana's.

About four other men had been alarmed by it and were close behind me as i opened it, my jaw stiff as i looked around.

She was sobbing on the bed, her small body curled up as she tried to calm down.

I waved the men off, shutting the door and sat beside her, her little hands reaching out for me as she cried.

'What happened?' I asked softly, leaning back on the headboard as she crawled into my lap, her eyes glazed with tears as they continued to roll down her cheeks.

'I had a nightmare' She sniffled, the pain she was so evidently feeling tugging at the heart I didn't realise i had.

I pulled her closer into me, her head leaning against my chest as i ran my fingers through her hair to try and calm her down, her hand gripping mine tightly.

She had only been upset around me twice, here and when i found her in the private room, both times she always needed comfort. Someone to hold or be near in order to calm down.

I couldn't help but wonder if i was the only one she had had this for.

Once her breathing slowed slightly she lifted her head up.

'Was it about when you were taken?' I asked, but she shook her head.

She wiped her teary eyes before replying 'The man at the club' She told me weakly, another tear rolling down her face. I brought my hand up and wiped it away.

'What did he do to you?' I asked, my jaw clenching as i started to think about it.

She hesitated 'He kept telling me he liked it when i resisted him...and that he wanted to get what he paid for... and he wouldn't stop feeling me , running his hands all over my body' She cried.

I felt guilty for what happened to her, it was my fault, I shouldn't have made her go to that club.

'Come here' I sighed, pulling her back down to me, her tears falling onto my shirt.

'No one will ever touch you like that again' I whispered in her ear, wrapping the duvet round her body as i held onto her.

This wasn't what she deserved.

I woke up the next morning, my eyes opening to the sight of this gorgeous, innocent girl holding onto me tightly.

I felt myself smile slightly, smoothing my hand over her back as she stirred awake.

'Good morning' I greeted, chuckling softly as she let out a small groan, tucking herself further into the sheets, her face being buried in the soft duvet.

'We're leaving later today, for the Gala' I told her, standing up and rubbing my temples.

She groaned again from under the covers, the sound coming out muffled yet i could still hear her anger.

As i was about to leave to go and freshen up she stuck her head up, her shiny brown hair messy and her eyes looking tired.

'Can i have food today? I haven't eaten since being here' She told me, making my eyes widen.

'Fuck' I muttered, completely forgetting about that.

'Yeah, just come downstairs whenever to the kitchen' I replied, taking her sinking back into the covers as a response and heading off to prepare for the day.

ADRIANAS POV

I finally got up after what seemed like hours of lounging in bed, i had on a small vest top under my jumper already so i just climbed into a pair of black, cotton shorts, heading out the bedroom door to go and find some coffee.

I walked down the stairs, heading into the kitchen that I remembered seeing the first time i attempted to escape. Nick was speaking seriously to Dimitri as the mafia boss took a swig from a glass filled with whiskey.

I didn't pay much attention, instead weaved around them and started making some coffee, the sound of the espresso machine being very loud and disturbing them.

They both turned to look at me, i raised an eyebrow.

'Do you mind?' Dimitri asked sarcastically.

'What you want some?' I shrugged, filling up a mug of black coffee.

He rolled his eyes, returning to the conversation with Nick as i looked through the cupboards and found some cereal. I pulled out a bowl and filled in up with coco-puffs, pouring the milk over it as i grabbed a spoon, having to search the kitchen to find anything as I hadn't a clue where they kept everything.

I sat down on a stool, taking a spoonful as Dimitri sent me a glare.

'Are you a child?' He asked, his eyebrow raised in judgment.

I took a sip of coffee 'Pretty much yeah' Reminding him of the fact that i had only turned eighteen a few weeks ago.

Nick laughed under his breath, covering it up with a cough as i had another spoonful of cereal, happily minding my own business. They continued talking secretly for a few more minutes before Dimitri left, heading downstairs to probably kill or torture someone.

Nick poured himself a cup of coffee and sat opposite me.

'Guess who's your official personal bodyguard for this trip?' He told me as raised my eyebrows.

'I need my own bodyguard? Why?' I asked.

He chuckled, shaking his head 'You do realise that every single mafia boss, assassin and weaponry engineer that associate with the underworld will be here right?'

'But why would any of them try and hurt me?' I questioned, still feeling hungry so having a strawberry that was in a very fancy fruit bowl in the centre of the table.

He looked at me as if i were stupid.

'Dimitri is without a question the most powerful boss, he hasn't bought an unknown to one of these events ever' He explained.

'An unknown?'

'Someone who didn't associate with the mafia beforehand, usually he's just bring a dumb prostitute thats disposable, you on the other hand- nothing like a prostitute and everyone can see that' He smiled.

'Thank you?' I chuckled, taking another berry.

'I just think you should know exactly what you'll be walking into tonight, Dimitri's got far more enemies than he does friends, and when a powerful guy like him meets a girl like you...well lets just say you may as-well have a target on your forehead' He finished, placing the empty mug by the sink for one of the maids to clear up as i sat there alone, thinking about what he had just told me.