The Hustle

Chapter 4- Sleepy Town, for Me and You

Dedicated to @Ellie_stein thanks for commenting on the last chapter! You motivated me to put out another :)

"He won't come back for me," I say lowly, as if I'm disappointed. I look away from them and towards the windows. I feel like I'm the main actress in some movie, and the dramatic scene is coming up where the handsome man comes and takes down the bad guys.

Unfortunately my only dashing hero is me. And the made up man who I'm heartbroken over doesn't exist, and no one is going to know if I go missing.

"You'd be surprised what a man would do for his little puttana," Handsome and his men laugh at what he said, little do those fuckers know that I'm fluent in Italian. Who does he think he is calling me a whore? He has the moral backbone of an earthworm and he tries to put judgement on me? Welcome to my shit list coglione.

"But boss what if he doesn't come back here?" His dumb goon questioning him in front of the hostage makes him look like an ass.
"Who said we were waiting for him here idiota? We are going home," Handsome glares at the goon, before turning and grinning towards me. The wolffish smile on his face is terrifying, and if I didn't know I could probably beat the teeth out of him I would be pretty nervous right now.

So I do what women have been doing for centuries.

I fake it.

"What? No please, I would much rather we stay here. I won't say anything please, I can call you when he returns!" I beg and plead and whimper. And the stupid goons seem to smile at my antics, thinking I'm some ditsy airhead who doesn't understand how the world works. Oh well.
"Go get changed. You have exactly two minutes and the door remains open puttana," I just about gag at the idea of any of the grimy goons staring at me, however if they think I'm hot they probably will not expect me to knock their lights out. Win some you lose some I guess?
I get pushed into my room and Handsome turns to face out of the room and he orders the goons to do the same. I slip on a pair of high waisted leggings and a t-shirt that was cut into a crop top. Comfortable and easy to fight in but also shows off my body.
I'm grabbed around my bicep, my entire bicep might I add, with Handsome's freakishly big hand. Escorted to the elevator, where two men and Handsome get on with me. The one that was hit by the door and the man who must've carted his limp body were both missing. Three to one is not great odds buts it's surely better than four to one, and especially better than five to one. So I guess I'll consider myself lucky.

Living in the top floor has many perks, and in this situation the fact that there are many floors the elevator needs to go down before it stops is quite the blessing. I just need to cut the lights and motion for a moment, and take out the goons and Handsome.

They all give me space in the elevator and I smash my hand into the panel with the buttons and hit the emergency stop button, this cause the lights to temporarily turn off and the elevator to freeze. I immediately duck away from where I was as I can assume they are going to prioritize capturing me.
"Oh gattina how I underestimated you," Handsome sounds not so happy with me right now. As I choke a goon with his own tie, I hear Handsome step closer to where I am. I tie up the loose ends leaving the man to choke on his own, and try to hide in the spacious elevator.
"Come out to play puttana, it's not fair of you to hide in the dark. I am not a patient man," Handsome is growling out his words, but he manages to throw them around the space so I don't have an exact location of where he is.
I smash the second goons head into the rail and immediately clamber up high towards the ceiling. Holding myself between the walls, although my arms strained this was the best strategy to remain away from Handsome and his searching body. This was definitely the move, as I hear Handsome grab around by the newest addition to sleepytown. I maneuver on the railing towards the control panel no longer hearing where Handsome is, although nervous I can handle one to one. I drop to the ground at the control panel, and the lights flick back on. Unfortunately the lights disclose that I'm cornered as Handsome has turned the lights on and has effectively put me in the corner. Before I can even process that he's right in front of me his hand is around my throat, and he chokes me out. Fingers pressed tightly across the blood vessels on either side of my head, cutting off my brain from blood instead of my lungs. Interesting. My legs are pinned under his and my singular free arm does no good to the large man made of muscles holding me.

Just as my vision starts to gray, and I assume my lips turn blue, Handsome speaks to me,
"You may be smart dolcezza, but I have searched too long to find you. And finally the tide has shifted in my behalf, I hope you will enjoy my home, Hustle," he grins and I feel my limbs go numb and that means the black out is coming. Since talking is out of the question I look Handsome in his unfairly beautiful eyes and give him a seductive wink (as seductive as a girl can be while being choked out). A look of anger crosses his face just as my vision gets hazy, and with a smirk on my face I go unconscious.