Devil May Cry

Chapter Two

                 

I looked at him giving him a confused look. If he's the kind of guy you can trust then women can trust every guy on earth. But I didn't say that out loud, who knows what's actually going through that creepy mans head. "Since I'm much likely going to stay here for a while, why don't you tell me a little about you?" I asked, trying not to give any signs of emotions. He gave it a long thought before he decided to talk to me about him.

"Let me warn you, I might've to kill you if I tell you everything." He told me, giving me a generous smile. You could see the wrinkles around his eyes that formed when he gave me that smile. Damn that man has some quick hormones changes, I wonder if guys have their own sort of period. "Well I'm originally from Italy, I was raised there by myself." I didn't let him finish when I asked.

"Yourself?" Shocked that he could do that. "Are your parents dead?" I unsurely asked him.

"No." his answer was short and simple. "They left me after my mother gave birth to me. They were forced married. And too young to take responsibility of me, so they left me." He finished. "They abandoned me, just like that. They didn't think about me once before they left me." He hatefully said. What I see right now is no dangerous mafia in front of me. I see a damaged man who was abandoned by his parents, as a child. What kind of sick parents did he has? I almost felt pity for him, but what I mostly felt was anger.

"When did you move to England?" I questioned. Carefully trying not to make eye contact.

"When I was thirteen, I joined the Mafioso a few months after I came to England." He replied.

"How did you meet my brother?" I questioned, my curiosity taking over me. Hopefully I wasn't asking too much.

"Through working with the mobsters, and I saw you swinging by the basement to meet up with him, so I thought to myself, what better way to fuck the shit out of Astons sister, than becoming buddies, by hanging out at his place, I got to see you" as the words left his mouth, he moved closer to me, trying to get a reaction out of me, but no way in hell is he getting anything from me. I lost the pity that I almost fell for him and my face fell into a disgusted grimace. I tried moving away from him, but he kept moving closer, I reached the end of the bed and I couldn't move any further unless I wanted to fall.

"Keep your distance." I coldly told him. "Please?" I added, knowing that if I pissed him off, he wouldn't have to think a second about raping me or worse, having me killed. "You won't physically hurt me, right?" hoping to receive an answer that I actually wanted. This whole time he's been looking me in the eyes, it felt like he was staring directly into my soul and killing it, if that was possible. After finding out who he actually is, I mean, he could kill my soul, if he wanted to. I just have to be careful not to piss him off anymore than I've already done. I looked away trying my best not to get eye contact with him. I knew he was still looking at me though. I felt a movement from the bed, he got up, I could hear the footsteps getting further away from me, not once looking up to look at him, he left the room, closing the door behind him. A few seconds passed, as I got up from the bed as well and grabbed the doorknob to check if he had forgotten to lock the door. To my bad luck, he hadn't. I'm stuck in this small disgusting room for who knows how long. What if I'm never getting out? Who is going to let me out anyways? My brother is the only thing I've to family, and the only guy who has a chance against this man. But he doesn't give one crap about me, so why would he let me out. He's probably out banging some girls, and catching STD's or something. I walk up to the door. I tried knocking as hard as I could "hallo! Is there anyone out there?" I waited a second or two for someone to answer me, but when no sound came out, I kept knocking harder, to make sure at least one man heard me. "I know you're standing in front of my door!" I continued knocking harder, but no answer. My fist got tired of hitting the metal door, but that didn't stop me from hitting harder. "Fucking answer me!" I yelled out.

"Shut up in there!" A man yelled back. Yes.

"Do you know who I am? Let me out and I'll pay you double the amount your boss is paying you." I loudly told him.

"I said shut up, don't make me come in there." He threatened. How dare he threaten me like that! Who does he think he is? Maybe I can break this lock up. Now might be the time to use whatever Aston taught me.

"Look if you help me get out, I'll give you triple the amount." I tried convincing him. I'm not giving that asshole shit. He didn't say anything for a while. I heard him insert the key to open the door. I gave myself a little smile, that wasn't hard at all.

"A key? I thought there would be much more security than that." I asked surprisingly. I mean he is after all one of the richest men I know, and then he can't even afford a proper lock or some sort of better security?

"You're Mr Delcaro's sister, not the queen." He mumbled under his breath. he held my hand tightly, making sure to leave marks.

"I heard you, where are we going?" I whispered, making sure no one heard us. Jesse will kill us both if he finds out.

"I'm getting you out of here, now shut up." Geez, I can see he's pretty annoyed with me. I kept quiet for a while, until I knew he was in a less grumpy mood. He was wearing some sort of guard uniform in full black. A belt with a grenade and two guns. He looked like one of those army uniforms. But this was just full black, and well, he wasn't wearing any ugly hat. I giggled to myself thinking about those. "What?" He asked, when hearing me giggle.

"Nothing, I was just laughing at your uniform." I quickly told him, walking wherever he was taking me. It was so dark, I had no idea where I was going. Just following this guard. "Do you even know where we are going?" I asked a raising an eyebrow at him. He probably can't even see me. Oh god, what did I get myself into, it was so cold in here, or maybe just for me since I'm only wearing a crop top and tight black leggings. I was barefoot, which just made it even colder. The floors were wooden. I couldn't really see anything so I had no idea where I was or what was in the hallway that I was walking in.

"Yes, I know, just stick to me." The guard answered my precious question.

"Fine, can't believe I'm trusting you, but sure, you can't be worse than Romano." I shrugged. This place is huge! I feel like we've been walking forever. The guard finally stopped after what felt like 20 minutes of walking! "That took you long enough, why did you stop? We're not out yet!" I whispered loudly. I looked at him, seeing his whole face drop. he was looking straight. I looked straight as well, to see why the hell he stopped. God no.