Wanted By The Mafia

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I opened my eyes and blinked away the black dots that clouded my vision, looking around at my unfamiliar surroundings.

Where the hell am I?

I looked down and saw that I was tied to a chair. I tried speaking, but the gag in my mouth made it sound muffled.

Whoever kidnapped me is into some kinky shit.

"She's awake. I'll let the boss know.", I heard a voice say. I craned my neck and saw two men talking by the door. "Okay, I'll watch her.", the other said with a nod.

He walked over to me and I got a good look at him. He looked like he was in his thirties. His blonde hair was cut very short and he had a huge scar on his left cheek.

Ouch, that must've hurt like a bitch.

"Well hello darling.", he said, a creepy grin forming on his face. I glared at him, trying to speak through the gag. He eventually removed it.

"Who the fuck are you?", I demanded. He brought his face close to mine, a smirk forming on his lips. "Todd. You'd better remember it, you'll be screaming it when I'm fuc-"

I leaned back and hit his face as hard as I could with my head. I heard a crunch and he stumbled back. "Fucking whore! I think you broke my nose!", he screamed at me, holding his nose. Blood was gushing out of it.

"Te lo sei meritato, figlio un cane. (You deserved it, you son of a bitch.)", I spat at him. He looked a bit confused, but still angry.

Hmm...he doesn't speak Italian. So we're not in Italy?

He came towards me, blood still pouring out of his nose. "You will pay for that, you dumb bitch.", he said. Then he raised his hand and smacked me. He then proceeded to punch me right in the face.

This asshole is asking for a death sentence.

"You fucking dildo!", I yelled at him, trying desperately to undo the knot around my hands. It was no use, there were at least a thousand fucking knots.

I wanna shoot whichever boy scout tied this in the ass.

Twice.

"You know, you were prettier when you couldn't talk.", he told me. He took the gag and shoved it back in my mouth. He then took out a knife and pressed the cold, flat metal against my cheek. I tried removing the gag with my tongue, but had no luck.

"Fucking stop that! My hand could slip at any time...", he told me with an evil smile. I gulped and shut my eyes tightly.

Dear God, please make him stop. I'll start going to church, I swear.

"That's enough, Todd.", a deep voice called out. Todd removed the knife and turned around. There, in the doorway, stood Stephen.

Oh shit...

He slowly walked in the room, towards me. "Ahh, Grace. You're finally awake.", he said with a smile. I glared at him and he removed the gag from my mouth. "What the fuck do you want?", I snapped at him.

"I knew that if I took you, then your little boyfriend would follow soon enough.", he started. I frowned at him.

Boyfriend? Who the fuck is he talking about?

Wait...does he mean Antonio?

"Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to care very much about you. It's been two days and he still hasn't come. So, I have no use for you anymore.", he told me, reaching into his suit jacket.

He then pulled out a gun, placing the muzzle to my forehead.
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Dun dun dunnn!

Heyy biscuits💕

I finally got a chance to write! Sorry for the wait❤

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~Venus The Alien👽