Danger Prone

Sfacciata

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"Hush now my little sfacciata, all in due time."

"What do you want from me?! I don't owe you anything! Please let me go!" I wailed from the back.

Cristiano gave no reply and that only made me angrier.

I pushed at the closed back door of the car but it didn't budge. Then an idea hit me. I pushed at the glass and it turned outwards. I cautiously reached my hand out and unlocked the handle of the door.

If I got it open, I could roll out of the car and escape....

It was risky, I'll admit that, but it was my only chance to escape from that psycho.

With a breath of courage, I pushed open the door and hopped out.

My body crashed against the pavement and my vision blackened momentarily. Luckily there were no cars coming. My body ached from the sudden impact and when I tried to stand up, everything went completely black.

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My eyes fluttered open to a bright light. Instinctively, I moved my arms to stand up and get my balance, but my arms were tied down to the table, as were my feet. Instead of my red cashmere sweater and jeans, I was sporting a black lace lingerie.

What the actual fuck.....

"Crissstttiiiaaannno!!!!!" I roared as I struggled against my restraints.

"You fucking bastard! I'll kill you!!"

Clapping sounded behind me and I had to strain my neck to see behind me.

Cristiano was walking towards me in his usual black suit and tie.

He knelt down beside me and his gaze lingered on my breasts, his eyes burning holes into me.

My cheeks flushed under his intense gaze.

"I won't lie to you cherry, that little escape plan you devised was impressive. Reckless, but impressive."

I rolled my eyes.

"I should have you know, though, that the next you try and pull a stunt like that, you won't have me saving you from getting flattened by a truck."

Well okay then....

He looked me in the eye and trailed his fingers from my breasts down to my thighs.

"Cristiano... what are you doing?" I breathed, and he put a finger to my lips.

"Ava Capello, you've been a very naughty girl today...

And do you know what happens to naughty girls??"

A normal person would be scared out of their wits, screaming for help, pleading for mercy. No, not me; instead I was extremely aroused. I could feel my pussy throbbing.

"I asked you a question. Do you know what happens to naughty girls Ava?"

"No," I forced myself to say. "What happens?"

He cocked an eyebrow at me and smirked.

"They get a bullet shot through their head."

I gulped in fear.

His eyes glimmered evilly and he stood up.

"I'll be back later my little diavola,"

Once he was gone, I continued to fight my restraints but he had secured me good.

The sound of heels clicking grew louder and louder until two women walked in. One had long blonde hair and a dark purple lingerie, and the other had shoulder length brown hair and a red lingerie. They were astonishingly beautiful compared to me.

They both stared at me.

"So she's the new girl..." red lingerie whispered.

"Cristiano must really be interested in her if he hasn't killed her yet," said purple.

"Um, hello? I'm right here," I shouted.

They startled and looked at one another. They walked towards me slowly.

"What's your name?" Red asked.

"Ava Capello."

"Well I'm Audrey, and that's Grace," she said, pointing to the girl in the purple.

"Nice to meet you, now would you please help me out here and untie these knots?"

"Oh we couldn't," said Grace. "If Cristiano found out, we'd be punished."

"Okay fine. Can you at least tell me where I am and what the hell is going on?"

"You are in our safe house. We hideout here when our headquarters isn't safe." Said Grace.

"What headquarters?" I asked.

"Didn't Cristiano tell you? This is the Italian Mafia. Cristiano is the mafia boss of the Anfredelli family."

What. The. Actual. Fuck....

"So what you're telling me is, that the mafia is a real thing and Cristiano is the boss?"

They both nodded.

Man, I needed a couple shots of whiskey...