"Get up!" a blonde guy growled pulling me to my feet by my arm. I winced as I tried opening my eyes to see. There was a bright light shining in my eye. My hands were handcuffed behind my back making it hard to try and escape.
"No use struggling pretty lady. Just stay still and don't complain for three days until Vittorio is here." I looked at him in confusing.
"Vittorio?" I questioned but the word couldn't get past the bag in my mouth.
He ignored me and shut the cell door. All I could see was a fun light and a knife with dried blood.
Panic welled up inside of me and the walls were getting closer and closer.All I heard was the dragging of the chains as I gripped my throat trying to breathe before I slipped back into darkness.
×TIME SKIP- DAY TWO×
My eyes fluttered open and I was instantly hit with a wave of nausea which fully awoke me. The cell smelled of piss and I hated it.
"Let me out you prick" I screamed. I got no answer.
I tugged at the chain continuously. "Let me out!"
I am so pissed. When I'm out of here I'm gonna kill them with my bare hands.
I struggled against the restraints trying to reach the knife. I winced as the mail on the chain dug into my ankle. The chain was at its limit. I probably looked like an idiot but I didn't care. Desperate times call for desperate measures but I felt the tip of my nail on the knife.
After ten minutes of fighting with the knife it was finally in my hand. I crawled back to my previous position with the knife behind my back. I heard heavy footsteps walking towards me and the door slammed open. I squinted my eyes to see.
"Oh, it's only you again" I said in a bored tone but he ignored me and laid a bowl of water next to me.
I waited until he walked out the door before downing the water. That was the fastest I've ever drank water. It was a cup of heaven.
I was so hungry and exhausted. I let my head rest against the wall of the cell, I could still feel the nail on my ankle and it was making me light headed. I had never wished to see my dad so much in my life.
"Dad, please come get me" I begged with my eyes closed gripping the knife tighter. This was the most vulnerable I had ever felt.
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RomanceJavia Briggs left Spain to get away from all the gangs and guns but she ends up in the Spanish mafia. The mafia king is cruel and savage. Will Javia forget about herself for once and try to repair the death machine of a man or would she leave? "He'...
