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Romano: The Mafia's girl.

I'm never going home with strange men from bars again, I think to myself.

My head is pounding with pain, probably a hang-over from all that alcohol.

At first my vision is blurry, but soon everything becomes clearer.

Nothing at all seems familiar to me.

I try to stretch and get up, but I can't.

Turning my head, I notice that my wrists and ankles are shackled to a bed.

But it gets worse, as now I realize that I'm only in skimpy lingerie.

I let out a loud scream, hoping to get the attention of someone who can help get me out of this mess.

Instead, three men in rather nice suits enter the room.

They all are wearing black suit-jackets, white pants, a white shirt, black belt, fedora's and they all wear dark sunglasses.

I assume they do all this so as to make themselves unidentifiable, when I go and report them to the police.

Horrible thoughts flood through my mind as I think about all I've heard on the news lately.

About women, in this city who have been found murdered and according to their autopsy reports...

...raped.

I struggle, screaming and yelling, begging for someone to please help me.

A few tears work their way down my cheeks.

I'm only 18 for Christ's sake!

This all started when me and my friends managed to obtain fake ID's that stated we were 21 and allowed to enter the nightclub.

While my friends danced, I stayed around the bar, trying to avoid the chaos and all of the sweaty bodies.

When this man showed up, he had dark brown hair with a largely pronounced curl in it.

He had dark shades on as well.

In fact, practically everything about him was dark!

The lights of the club were flashing, he offered to buy me a drink.

I blushed a little and nodded my head.

He didn't bother to ask what kind of drink I wanted, he just ordered me a  Bloody Mary.

We didn't really converse, I got the odd feeling that he wasn't alone, that some other people were there with him.

My inner conscience, told me to get the fuck out of there.

But I didn't listen, and now I may die because of it.

Hoping to gain some sympathy, I let out a small whimper.

That does the exact opposite of what I wanted it to do.

The three men, start whispering to each other, I cannot make out what they're saying.

As soon as the whispering started, it stopped. All three men smile at me deviously.

I stare at them with wide fear-filled eyes as they approach me.

I squirm, trying to loosen the bonds that hold me down.

But to no avail, the bonds are to strong, to tight.

I cannot escape from this.

I close my eyes tightly, waiting for the end to come.

Several hands start touching me, I let out a small shriek.

I then hear the sound of a door opening.

Silently, I pray that it is my rescuer, my savior.

"What do you-a think your-a doing?!" Says a man with a thick Italian accent.

It-It sounds a lot like the man I met at the bar!

"S-Sorry boss, but we-"

"No buts! All of you-a leave! Now!"

I hear the sounds of feet departing the room and the sound of a door being shut and locked.

"Well-a, Bella. It seems as-a though you're in a rather-a, sticky situation, no?"

I let out a frustrated growl, knowing that he is trying to play the 'hero.'

He chuckles and walks over to me;

"Now now, is that-a any-a way to treat-a someone who is a-holding you-a captive?"

I glare at him and struggle against the bonds holding me down, hissing as he gets closer and closer to me.

He laughs, and slightly tips my chin up, I want to bite his hand...

...But I know better than to do that...

He is my captor after all...

...and he holds my life in his hands...

"Well-a Bella, your-a feisty-a one aren't-a you?"

He smiles and whispers softly into my ear, causing me to shiver;

"I-a like that. I'm-a definitely going to-a take my-a time with-a you..."

At that he leans down and lightly kisses me on the lips.
'God...His lips are so soft!'

I can't help but engage in the kiss...

The kiss ends quickly...more so than I would like.

He chuckles again, smiling deviously...but not maliciously.

"Hehe...Your-a so-a eager Bella..."

He kisses me again, more roughly this time...

Nibbling lightly on my bottom lip, I allow him entrance into my mouth.

I struggle greatly to hold back a moan, as he brushes his tongue across the roof of my mouth.

The need for air is the only thing that makes us end the kiss...

A thin string of saliva between our tongues...

He smirks again.

"You-a taste so magnifico a-Bella..."

I can't help but blush at his comment...

"Th-Thank you..."

I try to turn my head away from him, so he can't see me blushing.

He gently grabs me by my chin, and forces me to face him again.

"Don't-a try to-a hide your-a beautiful face from-a me, Bella."

He smirks again.

I can feel my face getting redder.