First book for 'The Game's' series!
Sofia Garcia, also known as the assassin Raven, has always had a messy life then it gets messier when she goes to a dance and accidentally- (on purpose) kisses the most dangerous mafia boss only to end up in a spi...
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Tomorrow. If all went according I should be out of here by tomorrow. When it hits day 40. The torture hasn't got any better. It's random now, not scheduled so I don't have enough time to gather up energy for the next torture. So I keep my energy to a steady level. Not too low that I could be seriously damaged from one hit, but not high enough to fight back effectively.
The door opens and Jeremy walks in.
"Raven." He calls and I ignore him.
"Raven." He repeats with more force.
"Sofia I swear if you don't answer-" Jeremy grits and I turn my head to face him.
"What the fuck do you want now bitch?" I glare at him with all my strength.
Jeremy walks closer and squats to my level with a glare. He grabs my chin roughly and pulls it to face him aggressively.
"I'm not going to harm you, there other people who do that. But I'm going to say you have an opportunity to get out of here with one condition." He is still gripping my chin with his nails digging into my skin.
"Yeah right, like I even have a choice." I scoff. "If you have a demand just say it, weren't you always the straightforward type?"
"You have to kill your husband." He says showing he is visibly is ticked off by my statement.
"What the fuck? NO!" I scream bewildered.
"I made an order, you have to execute it as my assassin." He stands up and glares down at me. "I'll order for the torture to stop and help you recover enough for your mission. You can choose to follow through with your mission or I'll leave you here to die."
"You can't do that!" I shout at him as he walks. "You didn't even make a proper order!" Shit.
"Right." He turns around, "I, Jeremy Lopez, assign my assassin, Raven, on a mission to kill Alessandro Russo, Italian Mafia leader."
With that he walk off with me screaming at his back. The door shuts heavily and I slump back on the floor, all energy draining from me.
The door reopens and I watch as two guards enter with a plate of food and first aid. One places it in front of me and the other treats my visible wounds. The cuts sting and the bruises hurt when pressure put upon them. I shouldn't be this weak. I shouldn't be letting the same people who put me in this condition try to reverse it like this. They shouldn't be treating me.
It's embarrassing.
"You'll never be strong Sofia. You can try act like it but you'll know that you'll always be a weak puppet under my control. You're weak."
Weak.
"Can't even right back huh?"
Why can't I fight back? I'm stronger than this.
I'm raven. A strong, intelligent, and talented assassin that's known and feared.
"Raven isn't going anywhere in life. Might as well dispose of her."
"Aye woman." The guard snaps annoyed. "Eat your fucking food. We don't get paid for you to watch your food in a daze."
I roll my eyes and eat my food sluggishly. It's disgusting. 1 more day. Just one more day to withstand.
I could really use some ice cream right now.
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The house was empty and dark, from the day we started the wedding preparations, my house hasn't been this boring. Even when I rarely spent time here, Therese's always light, music, sweet scents, etc. Everything had changed and it felt different to be in that house after she moved in. Even if we didn't see each other much.
I sigh and get up from the kitchen counter I sit in. A small cup of ice coffee would help.
Sofia was the one who was shaming me for drinking black coffee. She personally took me to a store in the airport back to make buy me some iced coffee.
I open the fridge door for ice cubes. I get why she like iced coffee. It's not as bad. The first thing I see is three tubs of ice cream. I stare at it for a while.
I bought those for her but she thinks her dad sent them over. I'd never tell her that of course. It's better if she thinks her dad bought it for her or else she might start assuming I have some type of feelings for her which I don't.
Her absence brings a toll on her friends and family. I've seen it with my eyes. So I've been skipping work and putting my all in getting her back. For her dad at least.
Tomorrow. Their plan was 40 days. Once it hits tomorrow we would be able to get Sofia to safety. We leave tomorrow morning to my dismay, so we can stay within the time period and make sure the plan goes smoothly.
I need sleep but haven't been able to get any while knowing the fact I lost someone's daughter that I'm supposed to be responsible for. Losing a wife and now your only daughter is heartbreaking. I can't imagine how Leonardo feels right now.
Whatever it takes to get Sofia back is everything we will do. I won't say I miss her but even after the few months I've known her, her absence feels, different.
My eyes wonder back to the ice cream in the freezer. I grab the chocolate one and serve myself some of it in a bowl. The taste is sweet, too sweet, but its familiar taste of Sofia's mouth on mine. Its how her lips stated, her mouth tasted, her goings tasted.
I finish the bowl quickly and make my way up the dark stairs. I catch a whiff of the smell of floral perfume that surrounds the room opposite mine as I pass. The perfume matches her in all ways.
♤♢♤♢♤♢♤♢♤♢♤♢♤♢♤♢♤♢♤♢♤ Happy late Halloween🫶🎃 Short chapter but some pretty big things are happening soon👀
I need a name for them#sofandro? #sandro? Ughhh idk😭
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