Libellula

Chapter 3: Interrogation

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Chapter 3: Interrogation

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I wake up in complete darkness. I can hear two men talking in Italian and then it all hits me. Angelino. Oh my God. I can feel tears streak down my cheeks. This is all my fault. I should've made sure I had more ammo.

The longer I sit here in complete darkness, the angrier I grow. I will kill the bastard who did this. He won't even know what hit him.

I hear the two men's voices grow louder. I won't go down without a fight.

The bag over my head was ripped off harshly and I cringe from the brightness.

"Ah la cagna is awake." I hear one of the men say, "Let's get boss."

The two men disappear out the far door as I take in my surroundings. I look for any readily weapons when I realize that I'm tied to a chair. It's a square room that has multiple blood stains on the floor, most likely from interrogations. I would know because we have a similar room like this for when my father interrogates people who betray him.

I hope they know that I won't give up easily. I will die before I tell them anything about the heirloom. My mother died for it, I will too.

I hear the door open and loud footsteps approaching me. I can't see the man's face, but I can tell he's probably huge.

"Aurora Rosalia Capello." The man states in a deep voice.

"What do you want?" I ignore the slight butterflies in my stomach as he says my name.

He steps into the light and I suck in a huge breath, "I am Leone Stefano Lorenzo De Rita. The boss of my mafia."

"I know who you are." I spit viciously, "Your men killed my brother."

He grins, "Oh princess, your brother is not dead. Just severely injured."

I let out the breath I was holding, "What do you want?" I ask the attractive man.

"I figured you already knew about me having part of your family's heirloom." He states as he holds it out in front of my face.

I jerk in the chair, forgetting I'm tied to it. "Give it back you prick! Why do you want it anyways?!" I scream at him and he walks closer to me with a hateful expression on his face.

He grips my hair and forces me to look at his face, "Respect me puttana." He says roughly.

I scowl at his face, "Why should I respect you." I watch as his blue eyes turn darker and he grips my hair tighter.

"It will make this a whole lot easier for you." He sharply responds.

I don't respond and he finally releases my hair. He turns his muscular back to me and I notice something shine in his large hand. A blade.

"Are you going to interrogate me yet?" I ask bitterly.

"Oh, I'm not going to." He replies as he begins walking towards the door.

"Ah, I forgot that you make your men do all the dirty work for you. Coward." I hear myself say before I can stop myself. I see him freeze for a brief second before walking out.

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About ten minutes pass before I hear other men enter the room. Some are carrying knives, while others carry some other torture weapons.

I just smirk at them when they stand in front of me, "Let's just get this over with boys. I'll be dead by the end of this anyways."

I know how these things work, I've already concluded that I'll be dead by the end of the week, maybe even day. Unless by some miracle someone saves me.

"Where is your family's heirloom hidden?" The man asks me viciously.

"That's a hard one." I say without much thought.

The man brings his knife close to my cheek and presses down onto it.

"Where is your family's heirloom hidden?" He asks again louder.

"Geez someone is in a pissy mood." I say innocently.

I feel the knife dig into my cheek, most likely leaving some heavy scarring. I wince, but I don't back down.

He rips the knife from my cheek and grins.

"That's going to be a pretty mark." He says motioning to the other men.

I just smile at him, "You're not getting anything out of me. Torture me all you want."

I've been through far worse pain in my life. A little cut isn't going to get me to say anything, but I know it's going to get far worse.

"Looks like we are going to have to get more violent." One of the men steps forwards smirking evilly.

He raises his arm and punches the side of my face with all his strength. I feel blood drip down from where he hit and realized it was because of his rings.

"Where is the heirloom?" He growls in my face.

"Heirloom?" I question while smirking.

I know I'm just making this harder on myself, but I just want it to be over quicker. Maybe I'll eventually black out, but I doubt it since I have a high pain tolerance.

He scowls at me and punches me again, but it felt harder. I just sit there as he punches me continuously in the face.

I feel the blood soaking my shirt. I know I already have at least one black eye and a spilt lip.

I hear the door open and Leone comes in, taking in my appearance. Then he looks towards his men with a hard look, "I told you to scare her, not kill her." His men immediately back away from me and look as if they're going to piss themselves.

"Boss, she was asking for it." The one man replied.

Leone lifted his gun and shot the man in the head without a second glance. This time I was certain the other pissed themselves.

"Leave." Leone said harshly, and the men rushed out of the room quickly.

I just smirk at Leone as he steps closer and begins examining my face. "What next? Are you going to saw my fingers off?"

He looks at my lips and licks his own before looking back up at my eyes.

"No, but I will saw off your friend's fingers." He smirks after motioning to the darkness.

I see Dante's unconscious figure being dragged into the light. I notice his arms and legs are tied up and he still has a blind fold on. He's placed into a chair similar to mine and Leone's men begin tying him to it.

My face drops from a smirk to a look of horror. Leone lets out a satisfied noise.

He bends down and whispers in my ear, "Don't worry princess, you won't have it that easy."

Leone tells his men something before they all exit the room and I'm left to face an unconscious Dante.

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Wow, I'm just hammering out these chapters! Two in one day yeee! Hope you enjoyed. Once again, thanks for reading! :)