His Angel

Chapter 6

Arabella POV

I'm so confused. First Mr.KrabbyAss spanks my butt like he's trying to tenderize meat and then he's telling me his name not even a minute later? If this is how he always acts then I need to dip out of here real quick because I can't live like this everyday.

"What do you want with me?" I ask ignoring what he said to me. I don't want to know his name because I don't care. He took everything from me.

"I just want you, okay?" He says without looking at me.

"That's not a reason! Tell me why you took me away from everyone I love!" I yell out angrily.

"I don't fucking know, okay! I just needed you. Stop fucking questioning me with your stupid questions. God, why can't you just sit and listen like other bitches." He yells at me. I whimper and jerk away from him in fear.

"I hate you." I whisper out brokenly.

"Bella I'm -" he starts to say but I interrupt him not wanting to listen to anything this asshole has to say.

"Just leave me alone and take me back to my room." I mumble turning away from him.

"Fine." He grumbles loudly and stalks off while I follow.

When we reach my door I go in and immediately shut my door in his face. I sigh and throw myself on the beed screaming into the pillows for a good five minutes. Then I get my sorry ass up and decide to take a shower. I look around the room for clothes to wear i'm still in my underwear. I walk into a small closet and find some womens clothing. They're a bit small since im on the thicker side but it's all I have for now. I wonder whose clothes this belongs to? I pick up soft grey booty shorts which look even shorter on me since my butt is ginormous and a loose white shirt that is tied to the side. None of the underwear or bras will fit me as im a 34 DD. So comando it is which I don't really mind since I absolutley hate bras. They souffocate my boobies and my girls gotta breathe.

I slide off my panties and bra and sigh finally relieved of those contraptions. I walk into the small but simple bathrrom. I turn the hot water on and hop in when its ready. Thank god theres shampoo/conditioner and body wash. I wash my hair with the sweet peach smelling products and just relax under the water. I really dont take much time to wash my hair and body but I just stay in the shower forever until the water runs cold because its so relaxing and it's a perfect time to think about things.

I hop out of the shower (not literally because if I did that my clumsy ass would break my legs) and wrap a towel around me. I dont bother drying my hair because I dont really see the point when it can just dry naturally. I put on my pajamas and run into bed since im freezing cold. I toss and turn for hours and I just can't sleep. Especially without my pills. I sit up and look at the time on the clock next to me. 4:35am. Wow, it's late. My stomach grumbles and I realize I haven't eaten since i've been here. I sneak out of my room and the house is deadly quiet. I tip toe down the stairs and into the kitchen to get something to eat. I open the pantry and almost cry at the amount of potato chips there are. I freaking love chips. I reach on my tippy toes to grab a large bag of cheeto puffs. Thank you chester for making these puffs. I hop onto the counter and shovel the cheesy puffs into my mouth. All of a sudden someone enters the kitchen. A guy about 6'2 with blonde hair and honey eyes walks in. He's very hot but im not on the market.

"Oh uh hey, I wasnt expecting anyone to be up this early." He questions while looking me up and down.

"Yeah sorry, I just couldn't sleep so I thought I would just eat." I say slightly embarrased with my orange cheeto fingers on display.

"S'okay. Is it cool if I join you? I'm Ben by the way." He asks politely which is refreshing from the other people in this house.

"Yeah of course! I'm Arabella it's really nice to meet you." I reply happily. Maybe he could help me get out of this place.

He grabs a bag of nacho doritos and hops up on the counter next to me.

"So why are you here? No offense it's just you dont really seem like the kind ogf girl to be in the mafia or dating one."

"D-Did you say mafia? Like drugs and guns kind of mafia?" I whisper yell.

"Uh yeah? You didn't know?" He wears a confused expression on his face.

Oh god no i'm in a mafia house. I need to get out of here like right now. Ruca, Duka Hooka, whatever his freakin name is, is in the mafia. He's gonna kill me, or rape me...oh jesus no i'm still a virgin. I'm scared enough of tampons, I dont need a hotdog inside my bagel. God the refrence was just disturbing.

"Oh god. You have to get me out of here please Ben?" I give him a pleading look.

"Why are you here in the first place and maybe I can help you." Hope soars through me. Maybe I will get to go home!

"Um well a man named Luca kidnapped me and took me here." His face pales and he starts shaking his head.

"I-Im so sorry but I can't help you." He starts walking away but I grab onto him tightly.

"Why not! Please you have to get me out of here." Tears are falling down my face as I plead him to help me.

"You don't understand hes the capo della mafia. If he took you I-I can't help you. He would kill me."

"Yes I most definetly would." A dark angry voice booms from behind us.

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Luca's POV

They turned around quickly with their mouths open in shock and fear. That's right be scared. I look towards my angel and clench my jaw. She's wearing little booty shorts that barely cover he perfect ass and a white see through shirt with no bra. We are going to have to talk about her choice of clothing because i don't approve. I look towards Ben and growl. He saw my babygirl in those fucking clothes.

"Arabella what in the fuck do you think you're wearing?" I growl out.

"It's all there was left to wear." she shrugs.

"Well go take it off, you look like a fucking whore." I yell.

"Hey don't fucking talk to her like that you prick." Ben yells back. Arabella has tears running down her face and runs out of the room.

Fucking great what did I do now?

I run after her up the stairs and get to her door just as she slams it in my face yet again, locking it.

"Bella, open the fucking door." I yell pounding on the door. I hear no response and walk away to my room throwing everything in my path.

"Fucking fuck!"

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So is this story even good because I honestly don't know. I'd love to hear from you guys. I can't believe more people are reading my book I'm literally shitting myself every time someone new reads it. 
                                              Love, Hailey 🌹