Mrs. Panty Dropper [Interracial(B.2/2)]

Ch.12

Darren Demetrio

I felt a pressure upon my face and could barely open my eyes. It was dimly lit. My face felt numb and my leg felt the same.

"Wake up you piece of shit!" I heard. Then a kick to the leg I got shot in. The pain was unbearable. My thoughts trailed to my wife and daughter. A punch to my already numb face.

"That's enough." another voice spoke. I couldn't make it out, I was on the verge of passing out again. A brighter light flashed in my eyes and my hair was pulled to make me look in the eyes of this man. "You know why you're here Darren, no?"

I tried to move my mouth but sadly could not.

"Bring me the phone." he said. Footsteps approached and I heard a dial tone.

"Darren?! Man where are you?!" I heard my own brother's voice.

"I-I m-" I attempted but couldn't.

"I don't know what's going on but I sent the jet and Juli is-"

The call was ended and I began screaming.

"NO! Whe-where is my-my wife." I spoke.

"Shh, don't worry Mr. Demetrio. We're just picking up where your father left off. He didn't give me what I wanted so you will."

I wasn't sure what he was talking about exactly but guessed it was Donnie Alejandrio. He killed my father and now he wants to kill me? I don't understand.

"My fucking drugs aren't in my warehouse, neither is my money. My women aren't fucking there either!" he punched my face.

I fell over while tied to the chair. The blood begin to pile in my mouth.

"Sit him up." he says. I'm pulled up as my head falls. "I don't even want him in here, take him back to Delarossa's place."

"But sir we didn't even get all the information from him." someone said. I heard a gun click and a shot fired, then a body falling to the ground.

"Any one else want to go against my word?" he asked. Silence. I felt the cold gun to my temple and flinched. I can't die now.

I can't die now. I have to be here for my wife and daughter. If there's a God up there, please protect my wife and daughter if I'm not able to.

"As much as I want to blow your brains out as well as your brother's, I'm not. You know why? Because you have to get my fucking supplies Darren Demetrio." he laughed.

"I-" I started.

"You had the audacity to try to tape me while doing a business deal. Do you remember that? That pretty woman you took with you on your business trip?"

Iyanna Jones. What has he done.

"Bring her here too." he said. A door opened and I heard her voice.

"LET ME GO!" she screamed. She was thrown to the ground as far as my eyes could see.

"Let-let her go Don-"

"SHUT THE HELL UP DEMETRIO." he yelled. He began walking around and I felt my hair being pulled to make me look up. "I'm gonna show you what I'm going to do to your wife if you can't get me what I want by December. You have 4 months."

My eyes tried opening as much as possible but I wish they hadn't. Iyanna's clothes had been ripped open and face swollen as well. Then, Donnie had began to rape her. She screamed at the top of her lungs and I turned my head as much as possible.

One of his men turned my head back to the assault scene he was giving her and I cried. She continued to scream and I feared for my wife instantly. Minutes went by before he stood up and closed his trousers.