Kidnapped by the Mafia

chapter 13

Uhhhh, talk about wake up call😂 Smoothies20 oml!!!

I loved it tho, it was great. I honestly thought everyone sorta just gave up, and frankly as did I. The last I updated this story was give or take a few months ago, but you know, your consistent voteing and commenting made my morning.

I thought my alarm was going off for school😂 Lmao. Also thank you for recommending it to Slush_puppy01 your support is great.

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Basements. Of course we can't train outside like normal murdering drug lords, noo Of course not. We have to go down in a pitch black room that is probably infested with mice and spiders.

Antonio is ahead of me still dragging me down as if I'm a child. The rest are trailing behind us silently and all we can hear is the trample of foot steps.

We walked through pitch blackness until I was pushed down into a chair. I squinted my eyes. I thought I was doing physical stuff.

"Heaven." Someone said through the darkness.

"Yo." I answered back with a smirk.

"You can never be serious can you?" Another voice said.

"Quiet." Antonio's voice rang loud and clear, echoing through the walls.

I sighed out loud. I looked around to see if I can make out any figures through the black darkness, but everything was as if my eyes were closed... were they closed?

Suddenly I feel a hand travel along my arms, I flinch back unsure of what to do. Their hands finally find my wrist and I shiver, they brought them behind my back and I felt a little rough material touch them ever so slightly, and that's when I jerked my hands from theirs.

"We can do this the easy way or the hard way, your pick il mio amore." I recognized the deep voice of Antonio.

"What's going on?" I never really had a problem with the dark, in fact I find it a good place to think, and be in your own personal calm. But me sitting in a chair, blind, and seems as if I'm about to be tied up didn't fit well in my things that fit in my comfort zone.

I decided to let his hands travel down my arms, his nails scrapping the tender flash. I shivered as goosebumps went across my skin until they found my wrists once again. I felt the rough material wrap around it and my breathing became a little uneven.

"Heaven." The voice said again.

I kept my mouth shut. This is serious, I have no clue on what's about to happen, but something told me to take this like my life is on the line.

"Heaven Waites, do you accept the full responsibility of being in La Notte. To take your life and others if the situations calls for. Do you accept to put your life, soul and everything you have within you to never go against omertà? If so you have to know that you must follow every order given by Antonio Donnelly-"

I was being accepted into Antonio's mafia I realised. This wasn't no physical training this was the acceptance ceremony. This was the start of the "training" ill have to accept if I want to live. And I can't deny being in it or they will think I'll snitch on them, and they'll have no choice but to kill me if I say no.

This was Antonio's plan all along. He forced me here. Made people comfortable with me, and now I have to accept being in a drug smuggling, people murdering gang, and if I deny them I'll be killed.

But why? For what gain? I have no special talents, except trash talking. Why take me? of all things that he could gain like money or extra members from my father's group, he chose me? And on top of that wants me to be bound, and in his Cosa Nostra.