Bound to the Don

chapter 17

Salma

I began to pound on the door, feeling a sense of desperation wash over me. I was trapped, alone and exhausted, and I just wanted someone to hear me, to help me.

But my pounding on the door had an unexpected consequence. The noise echoed down the hallway, growing louder and more insistent. And then, after a few moments the door burst open, and I felt myself falling forward, propelled by my own force.

I landed hard on the floor, the wind knocked out of me. As I struggled to catch my breath, I saw a pair of expensive shoes standing in front of me. I looked up, and my eyes met the furious gaze of Armando, the big boss.

Armando's face was red with rage, and his eyes seemed to bore into my soul. "What is the meaning of this?" he thundered, his voice echoing off the walls.

I tried to speak, but my voice was shaking, and I couldn't get the words out. Armando's expression grew even darker, and he reached down, grabbing my arm and yanking me to my feet.

"I asked you a bloody question fool!," he snarled, his eyes blazing with anger.
I began to frantically apologize but he cut me off, his voice dark with malice.
"You're in no position to apologize,I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget!"

He then pulled me towards him, his grip on my arm like a vice.

I stumbled forward, trying to keep my balance as Armando began to drag me down the hallway, his long strides forcing me to run to keep up.

As we descended into the darkness of what seemed like an underground basement, I felt a sense of terror wash over me. What was Armando planning to do to me? Was I going to be punished down here, what sort of twisted fate do I have today?

I tried to struggle, but Armando's grip was too strong. He pulled me deeper into the basement, the darkness seeming to close in around me like a cloak.

As we descended deeper into the basement, the air grew thick with the stench of blood and decay.

I felt a wave of dread wash over me, and my heart began to pound in my chest. I could feel my panic attack lurking just beneath the surface, waiting to pounce.

But I knew I had to keep myself together. I couldn't afford to lose control, not now, not here. So I took a deep breath and focused on my surroundings, trying to distract myself from the fear that was threatening to consume me.

As we walked, I saw that the basement was lined with cells, each one containing a person who had been battered and bruised beyond recognition. I felt a surge of horror and pity, but I forced myself to look away. I couldn't bear to see the suffering of these people, and I feared for my own life.

Armando seemed to sense my fear, and he smiled sadistically to himself. He looked like he enjoyed seeing people squirm, and he was clearly taking pleasure in my distress.

Finally, we came to a stop in front of a metal door. Armando pushed it open, revealing a dark room that seemed to swallow all the light around it. The smell emanating from the room was unbearable, and I felt my stomach churn uneasily .

Armando flipped a switch, and the room was suddenly bathed in a harsh, unforgiving light. I saw that the room contained a single chair, and in that chair was a woman who I could confirm was one of Armando's workers due to the uniform she was putting on which was same as mine. She was tied tightly to the chair, and her eyes were vacant, unseeing.

But it was what had been done to her that made my blood run cold. Her vocal cords had been completely removed, leaving her mute and helpless. I felt a wave of horror wash over me, and I knew that I was in grave danger.

"This is exactly what I do to people who disturb my peace with their noises," Armando said, his voice dark and menacing.

I felt a cold sweat break out on my forehead as I looked at the lifeless body of the woman. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. How could someone be so cruel and heartless?

Armando's voice was like a knife cutting through my soul. "I gave her warnings once before, but she took no heed to them. It seem she doesn't fear me, so I taught her a lesson that unfortunately cost her her life."

I felt a wave of nausea wash over me, and I stumbled backward, my hand covering my mouth. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Armando was a monster, a sadistic and cruel man who took pleasure in hurting others.

He turned to me, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic light. "Now, I want to show you your fate if you try to defy me again by making too much noise. I'm going to lock you down here for safety measures, just to be clear, right?"

As Armando's words hung in the air, I felt my body begin to shake uncontrollably. I tried to speak, to beg for forgiveness, but my words were lost in a sea of tears. I cried harder, my body wracked with sobs, as I assured Armando that I would never make that mistake again.

But Armando was unfazed. He let go of my hand and pushed me to the floor, right in front of the lifeless girl. I shifted back immediately, my eyes fixed on the corpse in horror. The sight of her pale skin and vacant eyes sent a chill down my spine.

I began to crawl towards Armando, my hands grasping for his legs as I begged for compassion. My voice hoarse from crying and my words barely intelligible.But he shoved me off harshly, his eyes cold and unyielding.

"Get off me you tu sporco " (you filth) he snarled, his voice dripping with disgust.

I fell back, my body trembling with fear. Armando turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing throughout the room. He locked the door from the outside and leaving me alone in the disgusting room with the corpse.

As the sound of the lock clicking into place echoed through the room, I felt a wave of panic wash over me. My heart was racing, my breath coming in short gasps. I felt like I was going to pass out. The room was beginning to spin and I felt myself being pulled into a dark abyss.

And then, it hit me. A severe panic attack, one that left me gasping for air and trembling with fear. I curled up into a ball, my eyes fixed on the corpse in front of me, and let the panic consume me.

I felt trapped, isolated, and helpless, with no escape from Armando's brutal cruelty.

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