Once Upon A Mafia

Abigail's POV

To say the least I'm scared. But somehow his voice calmed me.
I was still shaking when the sexy Latino bent down and held on to my hand. "It's OK. I know your scared. I'm Nick. After today you work for my family. Don't be shy. We won't hurt you. "
His cold hand traced my black eye; and all I saw in his eyes was pity. He mumbled something and then started to introduce me to everyone.

Everything was calm until I heard a scream. The voice was Jax's; my Foster dad. Hearing him scream that way brought never ending memories of the sexual torture I endured every day and night.
Under Jax's roof, I was not allowed to wear nothing but a skimpy bikini. He said it was for easy access. And if I disobeyed I was sent to the "guest room". This was a room near the basement where Jax would then tie me to the pole and whip me mercilessly and when he felt satisfied that I had learnt my lesson Jax would rip the underwear off and take me against my will in my position he felt fit.
Every morning at six I woke up ,prepared Jax's breakfast and wake him up. I was to place it on his desk and go into the shower with him where he would finger me until I orgasm; when I would finally release he would push me on the shower wall and spank me until my butt cheeks we're sore. He would then rub it and position himself at my entrance and take me until he came.
I was to then dry off with him while he continues to play with my clit.
When he thywas to eat I was on my knees sucking his cock while he ate. Sometimes if I was good enough he would send me on the pole to dance for him. When he had gotten his fill he would call his sick friends to play with my body....
But my thoughts on this we're interrupted by a butterscotch smell. I could tell it was my Savior, his aqua eyes bore into my skin scorching it with a seductive pity. The hairs on my neck stood tall as he placed his silky smooth hand on my neck and pulled me close to his chest.
"You're really a Bella" I looked up and just as I did a rain droplet touched my face.
The rain kept coming but although I was getting wet I couldn't help but feel warm in his embrace. As the rain fell it washed away my makeup and I knew that my bruises had started to parade themselves with pride.
My savior's face shone with hatred so brightly that it was as if it had burned me. He swept his finger across my cheek so tenderly that I started to blush.

"Avrial take the girl let's go! " "Come on princess. We gotta go. "
I pulled out of his embrace but with his hands around my tiny waist we walked towards three black SUVs. "Avrial right? " He turned with a small smile on his face hinting his cute dimples and nodded.
In a distance some men carried boxes with my belongings out and loaded them. Then after a man who looked so much like Avrial took a match and lit Jax's body.