Melting The Heart of A Gangster

Chapter 15 - The Don

The picture above is Marcelo Hernandez

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Savannah's POV

As soon as he departed the bathroom,I quickly dried myself with the towel and hurriedly slipped on my clothes.It was an orange blouse with sleeves and a grey bottom that reached my ankles.My hair was ragged,so I brushed and combed it then caught it into a ponytail.I went back to the room,I slept in last night,and sat humbly on the bed waiting in fear and worries.About twenty minutes later,Arden came in. "Bitch ready to meet your master?"He questioned.I just nodded attentively and tried my best not to be nervous and scared.He tightly grabbed my arm and lead me outside to where looked like the meeting was usually being kept.There were approximately fifty people there staring at me viciously with dreaded ice-blocked cold eyes and outstanding hatred in their hearts.I slightly glimpsed them,being careful not to stare too long.Some were seated on crates while others stood with their tattooed arms wrapped around their girlfriends and boyfriends.There were a few women,about ten while a majority were toughly built men.I recognized Christopher,slightly smirking but in a devious way.I was so scared and nervous,especially remembering what he did last night.Suddenly,I was pushed to the ground by Arden and I fell to my knees and hands.I raised up my head and saw this man sitting on a rock.He wasn't ordinary looking.Tatoos covered his arms almost like the hair on his body.He had on black darkers and his black hair was cut short in a stylish way.He was dressed in a white sleeveless shirt and blue jeans bottom.He had a lit cigarette in his mouth and a bottle of rum in his hand.He stared at me as if I was weird and had did something wrong,and I knew he was the Don.Then he finally spoke, "You are looking on the Don but my gangleaders adderess me as Marcelo.Since you're only a mere weak pleasure toy,you can address us men as Sir. not our names,got it?!"He raged a bit then I humbly nodded. "What's your f* name?"He asked harshly then I froze in fear.I never wanted him to know,neither any of the gangsters.I paused for a while then slowly shook my head.

Arden's POV

This bitch can't seriously resist to answer the Don.She's dead meat then.Marcelo certainly is a very impatient man,when he asks a question,he expects you to answer immeadiately.I've seen some of our men disobeyed him and he never once hesitated to kill them.I've seen him strangled teenged and preteen girls who haven't done anything wrong.He murders when he feels to and he doesn't care who it is.He could even kill me,his own son,if I choose to rebel against his orders.The whole gang fears him.

Savannah's POV

Marcelo quickly got up then without hesitation,swang his feet into my side.I screamed as I squirmed on the dusty ground in pain.He never showed mercy and continued kicking me. "Stop,stop please! You're hurting me really bad...!"I constantly cried as I spat blood from my mouth.Never had I been in such torture. "Your name bitch! Gimme your name!"he yelled impatiently. "Ah! It's Sav-Savannah!"I quickly shouted.I could hardly breath and felt like my insides were being badly damaged.My hair was ragged even more than this morning before I took a bath.He kicked me in the head a few times and I felt like blocking out but luckily I recovered.My face was bloody and my lips were badly bruised from his blows. "Please no!"I cried but he kept going on.I don't get why he is still hurting me.I've told him my name yet he continues.He is such a heartless man! Suddenly after a minute or two of being kicked around like a piece of trash,a girl shouted from the crowd, "Stop!" She walked over and convinced him not to hurt me so bad. "Ok,"he sighed then spat on me and walked away from the place.I just lied there still,crying loudly because of the pain.The second she stooped down to me,I blocked out.

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