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Before I could reach the top of the stairs case, I felt someone grab my ankle making me fall on my face

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Before I could reach the top of the stairs case, I felt someone grab my ankle making me fall on my face. I gasped when the last step went straight into my rib cage right underneath my bra line. I hiss in pain, and I gasp for air when the person turns me over, staring into his eyes.

Luca.

He was glaring at me with that same evilness again. He grabbed a fistful of my hair pulling me up and walking down the stairs. I dig my nails into his arms, but it didn't make him pull away from me, he pulls me past the kitchen and down another staircase.

The basement.

He throws me into the chair, tying ropes around my wrists and ankles along with duct tape over them so I couldn't escape easily.

"Do you know who I am little girl?" He asks as I stay silent. "I am the most feared mafia crime boss in all of America."

"Hmm well I've never heard of you."

SLAP!

He backhands my face as my head swings to the left biting my lip, breathing in and out through my nose because I knew if my mouth was open, I would have said something. But of course, that didn't stop me. "FUCK YOU!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

The last thing I saw was Luca's fist being pulled back and swung into my face making me blacked out.

The last thing I saw was Luca's fist being pulled back and swung into my face making me blacked out

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I swung my fist into her face. How dare she. I watched as her head fell with her eyes closed. Fuck!

I sighed running my hand through my hair when I heard footsteps run down the stairs I looked up to Alberto and Alex. "What the fuck?" Alberto rushes over lifting her head calling her name out felling for a pulse standing up.

"Alex get a doctor here to take some blood tests. I want DNA tests down now!" I say as he nods and runs back upstairs following the orders. I pour myself a whiskey as I sit in one of the chairs that I have down here.

"Why did you have to knock her out?" Alberto asks wiping off the blood that was running down Angel's chin from her lips.

"Because someone needs to be taught a lesson" I snap at him taking a sip from my glass, he shakes his head, throwing the rag away that had her blood it.

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