Assassin with a Heart//Camren//

Chapter 20

Camila woke up with blurry vision and a pounding headache. She felt cold and had uneasy chills shiver up her spine. She knew she wasn't in the hotel anymore. Once her vision regained itself she saw she was locked up in a small cage in a dark gloomy room with a blood red light shining above her. Camila started to panic, she couldn't see anything beyond where the red light shone. So many things ran through Camila's head, but she tried to remain calm and collected.

"H-hello? Anyone out there?", Camila called out.

A loud buzz rang through the room causing Camila to jump in freight and hit the top of her head against the cage. Camila rubbed her head groaning while a blinding light entered the room and a slender silhouette appeared in the light and soon the shadow blended with the rest of the darkness as soon as the light faded away.

Camila's heart started to pound furiously as she tried to squint her eyes to see through the darkness. Soon a feminine body with glowing green eyes that outshone the red light appeared before the cage Camila was in.

"Hmm never thought you would wake up little one.", the figure said.

"Who are you? Where am I?", Camila asked.

"My identity doesn't concern you and neither does the location. All that you must know is that you're my hostage.", the green eyed girl said.

'Hostage? What did I do?'

"Why am I being held hostage?", Camila asked.

"Oh? You don't remember?", the figure started to pace in circles around the cage.

"What did I need to remember?", Camila asked trying to think of what could she have possibly done to become a hostage.

Obviously she didn't piss off a Regular. She's back in the Hood she's gotta be. Did one of the mafias find out about her escape?! Was she actually home and seeing this green eyed silhouette for the first time? So many questions.

"You saw a bit too much sweetheart. What you witnessed at the hotel wasn't something for you to see. So now you are here. In my territory, in my basement, and in my cage as my hostage.", the girl said sternly.

Camila's eyes widen in realization. She remembers it all. The gunshots, the blood, the tackling, the heavy smoke, the suitcase, and someone breaking the neck of another. Was it her? Is this why she was her hostage?

"Please... I didn't mean to witness what happened. I just heard the alarms and I knew I had to get out. Whatever happened just shocked me and was in my way of leaving the building!", Camila said.

"I don't give a crap. You saw what you saw and now you're being held in my grasp until I figure out what to do with you.", the voice growled.

Camila stared at her helplessly. She couldn't believe this was happening. One moment she was free from this kind of society, but the next she was quickly sucked back into it.

"Ma'am your father would like to speak with you.", a low voice said quietly from the shadows.

The girl nodded and stepped forward hovering over the cage staring right down at me.

"I'll deal with you as soon as I come back. Stay awake.", The girl ordered and with that she disappeared into the shadows and stepped out into the light.

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"You wanted to speak to me father?", Lauren asked as she stepped into her father's office while stripping off her latex jacket.

"I did my dear. I noticed you didn't report to my office as soon as you returned from your mission. Everything all right?", Mike asked his daughter.

"Not really father... I have a hostage to deal with.", Lauren said quietly.

"A hostage? Why do you have a hostage?", Mike questioned.

"The hostage saw everything that happened while alarms from my smoke bombs went off and the Regulars had to evacuate. I didn't mean for it to happen, but I was too caught up from what I was doing. I'm sorry father... ", Lauren looked down shamefully.

"Sweetheart it's all right. As long as you got the job done which by the way well done. This bomb will come very useful to the mafia. Also I heard you were shot in the shoulder are you alright?", Mike asked concerned as he placed the suitcase in his safe.

"I'm just fine father it doesn't hurt.", Lauren reassured.

Mike nodded, "Good now about that hostage of yours that's up to you to decide what will happen. They're your problem not mine."

"I understand father. Will that be all?", Lauren asked grabbing her jacket.

"Yes my dear, well done.", Mike praised proudly.

Lauren smiled and headed out of her father's office and into her room. She was thinking about what she could possibly do to this girl that she has locked away in a cage. She could starve her? Make her bleed to death? Torture her until she begs to be killed? Snap her throat? Whip her?

So many options, but it kinda made Lauren feel sick which was the bad part. There's that soft side again that Lauren still can't fight away that's holding her back from inflicting pain to the girl. Lauren has to admit though, her hostage was quite beautiful. The way her fearful brown eyes looked in hers, on all fours, and helpless in that cage.

Lauren felt a tingle inside her. She knows she has the power over the girl, but this power seemed different in a way. Lauren is aware of the tremendous power she has over hundreds of people since she's future leader of the most powerful mafia in Miami, but having the upper hand with a small, beautiful, and meek girl made her mind wander.

Of course it seemed ridiculous to have such thoughts with hostage, especially if that hostage is a Regular. However, her father did say that the hostage was her problem, her personal business, so why not try. If the girl refuses then extreme pain would be the next option.

Lauren smirked and changed into something more comfortable yet still made her look professional. She then left her room and went back down to the basement where the girl was curled in a ball in her cage.

"I'm back little one.", Lauren cooed out.

"W-what are you gonna do to me?", the girl shuttered.

"Well I have a few things in mind.", Lauren smirked devilishly as she made her appearance to the girl from out of the shadows.

"Like what?", the girl looked up at Lauren curiously.

"Well you have three options. I slice your body with a knife five hundred times until you bleed to death, I whip the crap out of your body until you're begging me to kill you, or... you become my slave.", Lauren suggested her punishments to the small girl in the cage.

"What?! You mean... I couldn't go back home either way?", she asked with hurt in her voice.

Lauren laughed humorlessly, "You're joking right? Of course you can't go back home you're under my power now. No one leaves. Ever. Besides that hotel didn't seem like much of a home."

Lauren could tell the girl's heart just broke into two. Not that she cared this what she gets for not minding her own business.

"Well then? What's your choice?", Lauren growled impatiently as the girl didn't answer after a few minutes.

"I'll b-be your slave. I don't w-wanna die... ", the girl whispered as tears spilled down her cheeks.

"Good choice. It would be a shame to cut up that beautiful face of yours.", Lauren smirked.

"RYAN!", Lauren shouted loudly.

A white boy with ginger hair rushed to Lauren's side. "Yes ma'am?"

"Watch over my slave while I set up a few things in my room. I'll return in a little while.", Lauren ordered.

Ryan nodded and took out his gun while watching over the petite girl. Lauren smiled approvingly are started to walk back to her room to set up some things for her new slave.

This will be quite the experience.