Mafia Love - DISCONTINUED

Chapter 40

ATTENTION! This chapter will contain mature violence, gore, and will be discussing sensitive issues. Please read with caution. Thank you!
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Grace

Antonio.

Antonio was here and alive. His face almost unrecognizable with all the dried and new blood covering it and one of his eyes swollen shut and black. Almost. It's kind of hard to forget the person who tried to kill you, and try to make the only people you are safe with turn on you.

I watch as Alessio grabs a fist full of his hair, and pulls his head up so he's looking at him. Antonio screams out of pain as blood trickles down out of his mouth like he was just recently tortured. Antonio's open eye strays away from Alessio and finds my own.

"I-I see the bitch is still br-breathing," he coughs out, spitting blood onto the concrete floor right at Alessio's feet. I feel Lorenzo's grip tighten on my shoulder pulling me closer to him. "You look decent considering what happened to you." He pauses for a moment before clarifying, "Considering what Alessio did to you." He smiles a sinister smile at me through blood stained teeth.

I take a small step away from Lorenzo, and remove his hand from my shoulder letting him know I'll be okay. I step into the small pool of light created by the single bulb by Alessio trying to get closer, but he sticks out his arm telling me not to go any further. Alessio, still holding Antonio's hair, makes him look directly at me.

Not wanting to reminisce about being locked in a basement, I change the subject. "Normally, I would have assumed Mr. Romano would have already killed your ass." Yes, I used Mr. Romano because I am still not happy with my boss. "I guess it's a good thing he didn't, considering you actually may be useful to us for a certain situation before I send you down to burn in hell."

Antonio laughs dryly before coughing again. "Look at you," he says. "You trying to play the part of a Don by changing the subject and avoiding 'bullshit' from me. When, in reality, you're just a scared little bitch who doesn't know who she can trust. What do you think will happen after all this is finished? Do you really think you will have a place in the mafia? Or maybe they'll kill you and dump you in a ditch like the trash you are."

I can see Alessio seething at his remarks, but I give him a glance telling him to let it go acting unfazed by what he was saying. Truth is, I wasn't unfazed by his words. Truth is, I took his words to heart and let them in. Truth is, was he right?

"You think just because you let Alessio fuck you again and again that you'll be wanted by him? You're just his whore and little toy he can fuck whenever he wants." Antonio continued. I was about to stop him then he said, "I wonder...if I had gotten my dick inside your tight, virgin pussy first then-"

SMACK!

Antonio is silenced when I bring my hand down across his face slapping it making his head turn to the right. Blood and spit flew from his mouth onto the ground as he laughed like a madman. In reality, he probably was.

"Shut. The fuck. Up." I say, my fists clenched at my sides. I start breathing hard, and the smell gets stronger making me dizzy. I put my hands up to my face to try and block out the smell, but all I want to do is cry out and hurl.

I compose myself after I feel a hand being laid upon my shoulder. Alessio's hand was on my shoulder, and he mouthed 'relax' to me. He looked worried but covered it up well like he didn't want me to be bothered by it. Almost like he knew something I didn't. I watch him step away from Antonio and stand next to me. He had this protective stance around me, and quite frankly he was very frightening right now.