The Mafia's Pet: Pawn Of The Ruthless ( A Dark Romance)

Chapter 29: Humiliation & Betrayal

EVANGELINA

I hit the man across the face with everything that I had. I watched in satisfaction as his cheeks swung to the right. His dirty blonde hair was so disgusting to look at. He was just the most disgusting soul that I was cursed to meet after a long time away from the mess I had just escaped.

The music suddenly went off, and I looked around to see that people were staring at me. One of the men in short hair stepped forward. I pulled my hands to my sides as I tried to control the way all the irrational actions they pulled off made me feel.

"Who are you?" He asked suddenly.

I looked at the man who I slapped, who was still rubbing his cheeks tightly. He was glaring at me in rage, and I returned the same energy as I glared at him.

"I'm asking you something, Lady," the other man snapped.

I licked my lips slightly. "I'm the..."

"You're a slave, right?" He interjected.

I shook my head as I tried to control my emotions. A few others came round to meet me, and out of the corner of my eyes, I could see that the girls were being ushered out of the arena. My eyes sought Aemelio, and I found him standing so close to the wall, but he made no move to help me out.

"Why are you asking her this question, Benito? You should know that someone who dresses like she is at the bottom of the food chain is nothing but a slave," one of the men spoke up.

"You're right," Benito mumbled. He pointed at me then. "You have the guts to hit Juno? What were you thinking? No one has ever had the guts to hit any of us. When we arrive at any place, they respect us. But, you, an ordinary girl, decided to cross the line."

I sighed as I looked at the men, who all had an angry expression. They looked so ready to make my life a living hell, and I just wasn't sure I could hold my own.

Unable to resist, I looked back at where Aemelio was standing, and he had a passive expression. He was not going to help me with this mess, was he?

"You need to apologize to Juno right now. And, also expect to be punished because someone as depraved as you, do not have a say in matters like this!" An older man pointed out.

I folded my hands in front of me, and they smiled in glee. "I won't apologize to that man."

Gasps shot through the crowd. I looked at the man who had touched me so indecently, and he was glaring at me. "What are you staring at?" I taunted. His nose seemed to get more red. "Did you think that I would apologize to you when you touched me without any permission? I may not be of high status, but I know my damn right! I would never tell you sorry," I snapped angrily.

"Hey, girl!" Another man shouted in anger.

I turned to him angrily. The bastard had been smoking the whole day. What was he going to say now? He moved over to me, his eyes a crazy set of blue, and it made me think that I knew him somewhere. But, I just couldn't place the face.

When he finally stood before me, he said, "Aren't you Raimundo's whore? You're the same one who kept hitting people in the hotel room as though your cunt was made of gold."

"Mind your language," I snapped.

He chuckled. "Or, you're going to hit me? A bitch like you can't even stand on her feet without the support of men. You're nothing in front of us, and whenever we ask for sex, you better be bloody ready to pull your fucking clothes off, and lay on your back, like the worthless sex tool you are!"

"Hey!"

I gasped as Erico shoved the man back harshly. What the hell was he doing? The image of him slitting the animal's throat while it was still breathing came back to me, and I realized I had to do something to stop him from getting out of control.

"Don't talk about Evangelina that way. She is a cutie and takes care of me all the time. Her eyes always shine so bright, and she is one of the kindest people that I know. Yes, she is like the star," he cried angrily.

I moved quickly, placing my hand on Erico's back. "Please, don't get into all these. You're a good boy, right?"

"But..."

I rubbed Erico's back quickly. "If you get hurt because of me. Your brother would skin me alive. Just let it all go. I'm fine, and no one is going to hurt me at the party," I soothed.

He looked at me then, and I gave him a reassuring nod. Erico sighed as he moved further away from me. But, not too far I could not feel his presence.

I took a step to the man in question. "I now remember you. You're one of the men who tried to force himself on me when I was having a period. You disgust me," I spat out.

The man pulled me forcefully by the hand, but the sound of a gunshot forced us to scream. It took me a while to find out that the hands that had helped me had dropped it. And, just one man was screaming.

My eyes moved forward and noticed the man who had held me so tightly was on the floor, gripping his bloodied hand. And, when I turned to the left, Aemelio was holding a semiautomatic, with its smoke still off. A reluctant smile touched my lips. He had finally come to protect me, and he looked so hot without a smile on his face.

"Who gave you the right to hold my toy?" He asked stiffly.

Toy?

Is that what he thought I was? But, why does the sound of that make me more happy than I ever was? I just couldn't understand my thought process these days.

"Capone, I..." the man who had been shot tried to speak, but the bullet had knocked him senseless, and he proceeded to cry like a child.

Amelia scoffed. "You're beyond pathetic. You can say whatever you want with your fucking mouth, but never try to touch my property, or I'd kill you on the spot."

Then, he turned to me. My heart was pounding so badly against my chest, and I barely knew what to do. He suddenly moved in front of me, and my lips went dry as I stared at him.

"Don, I..."

Swoosh....

My cheeks swung to the right, and I felt my weight crash to the floor. I heard gasps from other guests. My hands went to my lips, and I slowly pulled them back, only to see blood on my palm.

He suddenly pulled me by the hand, and I staggered to my feet, feeling the breath rush out of me.

"Did you notice that I hit someone because of you? That's because you're my property!" He screamed.

My eyes blurred with tears as I slumped back to the ground as soon as he let go of me. The next minute, he was pulling at my hair in anger, causing my stomach to turn.

"But, I won't always help you out if you keep doing stupid things. You're a thing to me, and can never stand in front of my guests in a million years. So, make sure you stay within your limit, or it would be so painful for you to breathe," He swore.

I shivered involuntarily when he let go of me. All I could feel was my head spinning so badly. Why was I so unlucky when it came to things like this? Why couldn't I just be protected genuinely for once?

He moved away from me, and I sniffed as I stared at the ground. "As for you, I know you deserved every slap you got this night. So, don't even think I hit my pet because of you. If I see you and this shit stirrer around my home again, then I'd pop your skulls off," Aemelio snapped coldly.

There was an unsettling pause before he mumbled. "Show them the way out after cleaning the injury," he informed someone.

My fingers slowly stroked the ground as tears kept spilling from my eyes. While they rushed to take care of the wounded men, the guests started trooping out in numbers.

"Lock her in the room," he snapped at someone.

I was hoisted at once, and without any funfair, dragged out of the hall. I didn't bother putting up a fight, feeling so weak for everything. This was the worst situation in my life, and I hoped with everything that I had that it would turn into a bad dream. But, I know it would never happen this way.