Trapped In The Mafia

the truth

Luca called one of his 'guys' that was a tattoo artist. Im gonna get the Omeretá. I'm excited. This shit is gonna hurt like a BITCH. I have to do the paperwork, and im fine with that. Like i have no friends, so umm, I WONT DIE. Luca and I were sitting in the foyer. I don't know where the tattoo is going to say the Italians own me, BUT I'll find out.

"Aryella..." Luca said, I whipped my head towards him. I remember him as a kid, I had a huge crush on him. He was always there for me, but when Antonio left...he stopped being there.

"Yes, sir?" I asked, he looked at me hopelessly. His crystal blue orbs making me want to go to pity mode.

"Ari... remember years ago, when you had your breakup.." He said. Oh I remember, he kissed me...I was confused, but I kissed back, he left angerily, and I heard screaming from him and antonio that night. I nodded my head.

"Yeah...that was the day before Antonio left." I put my head in my knees. Not to cry, but for comfort.

"I know why your parents died, and why Antonio is kidnapped.." Luca stated. Alright now I wanna cry. I shot up from my seat, and sat next to Luca.

"Why? Tell me. Why?" My eyes pleading. I needed to know.

"The Russians...they want something." Luca said, I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah no dip Sherlock. Of course they want something." I crossed my arms. His jaw clenched, oof he getting angry.

"They want you." He said, what the fuck?

"They want me? Why the fuck do they want me?" I asked. This bitch getting annnnnnngrryyyyyy.

"It could be for many reasons, information, I mean many people want you for that." He said, OKAY I'M OFFENDED.

"Like you. Use me for information, because that's all I'm good for." Before he could say anything the door opened.

*****

After a few hours of screaming, getting a fucking tattoo on my arm that says im part of the Italian Mafia, and after signing myself over...I was left in my room. Finally everything hit me.

I never really cried at my parents death, i literally just threw things around, and screamed. I never really cried when Antonio left. Some may say i have no empathy, but I say it just never hit me.

A wave of emotion hit me, I cried. Why did my parents have to get killed? Why did my brother get kidnapped? What's so special about me? I do nothing, I literally fuck and leave. After all this time I've been saying other people are the whores, when I'm a whore myself. I hate when I pity mYsElf, BUT I NEED It. I punched my wall, hard. Shit there's a hole now. I wanted to die. I threw things around in my room. If someone walked in they would think someone fucking robbed the room. I screamed again, loudly.

Luca slammed open my door, he had a gun in hand. Oh, a gun. SHOOT ME PLEASE. He looked around, and his eyes layed on me. I was on the ground crying my eyes out and rocking back and forth. He ran over to me and hugged me. This brings back old feelings.

"Ari, you scared me half to death. I thought you were getting kidnapped. What's wrong?" He asked softly. I was in his lap, I felt like a child.

"My brother is dying, my parents are dead, you keep reminding me of the relationship we never had. My arm hurts like hell, this tattoo is bothering me. My hand is tingling from putting a hole in the wall..." I trailed off. He put his chin on my head.

"I miss Antonio too, but crying about it isn't going to help. Your parents are dead, you can't get them back. The tattoo will hurt for a few days. I can fix the hole in the wall." How the hell was he so calm? If someone told me they punched a wall, I would smash their head into the concrete.

"I hate that we never had a relationship." I blurted out. He looked taken back.

"We had a friendship." He said, I nodded.

"And we have one, but we never had romance." I blurted out, yet again. Screw you word vomit.

"Well yes, but... nevermind" He said, WHAT WAS HE GONNA SAY?

"But what? I'm not taking nothing or nevermind as a answer." I stated, i moved to look at him. I was straddling him. Oof sexual. Why does this make me horny? IM NOT DRUNK I SWEAR.

"Aryella drop it. I need to go." He said sternly.

"Bitch I ain't letting you leave me. Now tell me what you were gonna say." He tried to move me off him, I was a light thick gal. But like bitch get your man hands off me. He picked me up, amd sat me next to him. He stood up and started to leave. I stood up and chased him.

"Aryella what do you want?" He reluctantly turned to me. I shook my head, and smashed my lips against his.

He almost immediately responded, our lips moved in sync. His tongue licked my lip, asking for entrance. When I took to long to open my mouth, he grabbed my ass, making me moan. He found that opportunity to slip his tounge in. Our tongues fought for dominance, I finally gave up, and he won. I started to die, because I need air. Finally we pulled apart. He smiled at me with all heart eyes, and left my room.

The truth honestly is painful, but that was amazing.

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Hope y'all enjoyed, im sorry the chapters are so short. I just like leaving on cliffhangers😘

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