Love For The Mafia Boss

Chapter Five (part three)

- Arabella's P.O.V. -

I watch the trees fly by, it's a beautiful sight.

"Okay, so here's the plan:" Salvatore, "Arabella goes in, dances around, drinks a little. You know the usual shit you do in a strip club. Sway your hips, look sexy. Remember; you are trying to look S E X Y." He spells it out for me as if I'm stupid. I nod not wanting to fight with him. "Seduce him Ara, okay? Get him in to a private room, we'll be on the phone the entire time that way we know when to come in. Think you can do that?" He asks, truly concerned.

"Yes Salvatore, I know how to seduce a man." The other men in the car let out a chuckle. Salvatore tenses and looks pissed.

"The rest, well, we know what to do. Just really sell it Arabella. Seduce him, without actually seducing him. He's a rapist, he likes the chase. He loves it when the women tell him "no". That's how he gets off." I shiver at the thought.

"Okay, I got it.." I tell him.

"Good, because we're here." I just noticed the shiny black SUV came to a stop infront of what is definitely a stripclub. "Here's the phone. Go ahead and dial us, "He tells me the number," The safe word is dick." He informs me.

Really? Dick.. Stupid perverted man.

I grab the phone and slide it into the top of my babydoll. I get out of the car with an air of determination following me. I sway my hips putting one heeled foot infront of the other. I can do this, for the sake of the other women. Walking into the building I automatically want to puke. It smells like sex, cheap perfume, and cigarettes. I waltz into a lounging area, hoping I look sexy. There's a big dance floor and I immediately go the other way. I'm a terrible dancer okay? I go to the bar and order a fruity little cocktail. Realizing how hot I am I quickly chug down the drink hoping to cool down. It doesn't help so I order another one, and knock it back. 

Having a little liquid confidence helps me immensely. I walk towards the dance floor trying to remember if the guys told me who I'm looking for. Fuck. I guess I should know though with the fact that he's Spanish, and a creep. I start dancing on this really hot man, letting the music take over my senses. I sway my hips to the music and run my hands down my body, in a sexy caress. I move my head to the beat of Scream by Usher. I don't know what comes over me, but suddenly I start moving my ass in a very provocative matter. 

I feel a hand groping my ass and turn around to see, guess who? A very Spanish looking man, with a sinister smirk on his face. I look at him like he's crazy and move his hand off my ass.

"What the hell man? Hand's to yourself." I tell him, loud enough for Salvatore to hear through phone.

"Chill babe, just having a little fun." He commands.

I scowl and move away. I start dancing again at a different part of the dance floor. I hope he's interested now that I told him no. I feel a body rub up against me, dancing with the loud music. I sway my hips and put my hands in the air. The person's hands reach around my body and one grips my left breast his other hand trailing down. Good thing the phone's in the other part of my bra. I try to break away from his grasp but he's strong. He starts pulling me back to a closed door. "Hey dude! Leave me the fuck alone. Let me go you ugly bastard." He doesn't listen and continues to the door, and opens it. He pushes me in and I look around quickly. It's a back room with a couch, nothing else. Bet I can guess what this room is used for. I look up at the gross man and shudder at the creepy look on his face.

I start to cry, really getting into my character. "Leave me alone dude. This isn't funny, let me go." He starts walking closer, "It's okay sexy, we're just gonna have a little fun." He tells me.

I scream when he reaches out and grabs my waist, pulling me closer. I feel his erection poking my thigh, disgusting. I hit his chest, trying hard to pull away. I hear his zipper unzip. Oh my Gosh, he isn't playing.

"Listen here you prick, you take that small penis out and try getting it anywhere near me and i'll--." I don't get to finish my angry rant because I'm suddenly on the ground, him on top of me. I make a loud grunting noise. "Get off of me you sick bastard!!" Why isn't Salvatore coming for me? I suddenly remember the code word. Shit. Okay, I got this.

"DICK. DICK. DICK. GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME." I scream at the top of my lungs. I can't take this anymore, I won't wait any longer. I reach down to where his dick his poking out of his pants. He slaps my hands away and rips most of the top of my babydoll off. Exposing most of my breast. He takes my nipple in his mouth. Taking the opportunity while he's distracted, I reach down and hold his dick. He moans in approval. Hm, the jokes on him. With one sudden movement I rip his dick to the side. There's a sickening crack, and an even worse scream from him. He punches me in the nose and I feel blood flow from it. He rolls off of me and holds his broken wanker. I laugh to myself and stand up. Drawing my foot back I kick him in the head. Nobody messes with me. I continue to kick him, over and over and over again. Until I get bored that is. I straddle his chest and wrap my hands around his neck, slowly draining the life from the bastard. My anger takes over and I don't fight it. I hear the door slam open, and faint yells.

"Arabella, that's enough. We need him alive." I don't listen to Alex's command. I'll never stop until he's dead. I'm suddenly ripped off of the bastard and am standing, leaning against a strong chest. I turn around to be met with Salvatore's worried and angry eyes. I don't realize I'm crying until he wipes the tears from my face. Then he does the unthinkable, and hugs me.

I welcome his hug and hold him to me, drinking in his sexy scent. "It's okay now Arabella." He comforts me with his sweet words. He pulls back and rakes his eyes over my body.

It's then that I notice my ripped babydoll, exposing most of my chest. I blush profusely and cover myself, embarrassed. He rips my arms from my body. "Don't cover yourself, you're beautiful. Don't ever hide from me." He growls in my ear. I'm stunned by his words and oddly turned on.

A sudden throat being cleared pulls us back into reality. Salvatore quickly takes off his dress shirt and drapes it over my shoulders to hide me from the other men. He pulls me to his side and I don't mind.

I don't mind at all, and that's a problem.

A big one.

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Welp. Chapter five is over guys. How'd you like it? Too much violence and sexual content?

Question for y'all: What time are you reading this?

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