The Mafia's Whore

Chapter 9:The Girl Who Yelled "Swine"

Don Benjamin as Elliot
(Hot, but you can all imagine him as you wish)

Chapter 9:The Girl Who Yelled "Swine"

"Bitch!" The man roared before throwing me roughly into a dark room, the only source of light was from the wall light which was down the hallway of the dungeon. I had seen dungeons back at the warehouse of my father, but I never dreamt of being kept in one.

"My father will be here soon, he will slaughter you and feed your bones to the dogs." I spat back, I was still a little drowsy from the chloroform but I was still in my sense. I had woken up by my kidnapper throwing a whole bottle of water on my face, then he dragged me here.

I awaited for a reply but all I heard was a loud evil laugh which echoed into the dark cell, I heard footsteps and with my unstable eye sight at the moment I could see the figure of his shadow as he neared me.

"Well princess, your father will never be able to get to you." He spat out, his palm clenched around my chin in a tight grip. I could feel his breath fanning on my face, I struggled to release myself from his hard grip.
"Your trapped here, and I pity your fate." He began with a low chuckle which gradually developed into a loud laugh, it annoyed me that he was finding it funny that he had kidnapped me on my wedding day.

I spat on his face which instantly silenced him, I let out a painful scream as I felt a hard slap on my cheek which lead me to hitting my head on the floor, I could feel the blood trickling down my face.

I was still unable to see clear.

"Why are you doing this?" I questioned, silenced followed my question and I was beginning to think if he had left me but the sound footsteps walking away.
"I just follow what I have been asked to do, you are not my business." And with that said I heard him lock the cell door leaving me to further think, so he was not the man who actually wanted me here.

He was just the man who did the dirty work, I began to wonder who the person was who was the real reason to why I was here. Why was I here? What have I done? A series of question filled my mind the longer I laid on the cold dusty ground.

I closed my eyes allowing the heaviness of my eye lid come to rest, all I could do was hope father would arrive quick and I would be able to get out of here.

When I reopened my eyes after a long slumber I was able to see my surroundings much more clearly, the darkness which surrounded me held only a small square gap in the wall which was right in the top with thick black poles similar to the poles of my cell which made all the chances to escape fly away.

From the shadow of the sun light I had come to realise it was the next day, this was the day that I was meant to be a wife of my best friend and come to an acceptance of my life.

I jolted up at the sound of the cell door unlocking and it was not long before the door was pushed open and I was able to the the man once again who kidnapped me and threw me into this dirty cell.

"It's time too meet the man who wants you here." He spoke up, his eyes showed the hatred that was thrown at me. With the held of the wall I was able to push myself up, my legs felt like jelly and it was almost impossible to walk.
"Come on bitch, I do not have all day." He spat out in anger, he held the cell door open waiting for me impatiently.

"I-I can't." I whispered, he stared at me for a while before muttering a series of curses as he approached me. Before I could realise the man had thrown me over his shoulders and we were out of the cell.
"Your so weak, I wonder how you would look after the leadership after your father." He gritted out, I felt slightly offended by the fact that he was judging me by how I looked on the outside.

"Your words mean absolutely nothing to me, you swine." I yelled, slamming my fist into his back. He seemed unaffected back my punch to his back and he continued to walk up the stairs and out of the dungeon.

"What are you doing with her?" Came another voice it was much more gentle and more feminine. I was unable to see the face of the person who spoke but by the way he stiffened I was able to be able that she was someone respected.

"Boss wants her." He spoke, before the conversation began in an unknown language that I was unable to locate. They seemed to be having a heated conversation, which led to him storming away with me still on his shoulder.

"You can let me go." When I had said that I had expected him to help me on to my feet but instead he dropped me and allowed my butt to meet the ground first instead of my feet. I grunted in pain and glared at him, but he seemed to just shrug his shoulder and step over me whilst continuing to walk.

"When someone says to put them down it means to put them down on their feet not toss them down like a used tissue." I yelled behind him, as I stood up finally being able to feel my legs. I awaited for a response as I followed behind him but instead he remained silence as if he had no care about what I said or felt.

"You know what you are, your a dog. A dog that follows orders and barks when he is required to do so." I yelled once again, this seemed to have affected him because he stopped making me bump into his back, I stumbled back.

"Go inside." He said pointed towards the dark brown door which was the the left of us, I glared at him before gripping the knob and twisting it and pulling it open.