FEW DAYS LATER
Raphael's POV
"Open the door," I told my men in front of the cellar door. They did as they were told, and I went inside. I passed a few cells before stopping in front of my dear wife's cell, opening the metal door.
I entered her cell to see her in the exact position I left her yesterday, chained to the wall with her head down. She looked like dead.
Sighing sadly, I approached her. Taking the bucket near her, I splashed the ice water on her face, which made her wake up and shudder.
"Buongiorno, rise and shine, wifey!" I said with a smile. After gathering herself a little, she looked at me and I could also see the fear in her eyes. Good, she should fear after all the shit she had pulled behind my back.
(Good morning.)
"Ra-Raphael," she stuttered. "W-what?" I asked her mockingly, roughly grabbing her face, making her moan in pain.
"P-Please ... k-kill me," she pleaded me. Chuckling, I shook my head, looking at her pathetic condition.
Wondering what I've done to her? I starved her, whipped her and got her fucked by my men. After all, she loved cock enough to cheat on me with a fucker.
I got myself checked to make sure I haven't had any illness from her since I fucked her to get her pregnant. "I ... please ... kill me," she begged again.
"Well, I don't really see you begging," I said unsatisfied, a dark smile on my face as I let go of her, she fell to her knees right in front of my feet. "Now that you're on your knees, you can start begging."
"Kill me ... please ... please," she begged, crying. Rolling my eyes, I crouched next to her, saying, "I'll kill you after you tell me where your lover is."
"I-I," she sobbed, "I've already told you, I gave you the address of the hotel where I met him. If he's not there, I really don't know where he is, please believe me and end my torture."
"Well, I don't believe you, I can't believe you after you lied to me, made a fool of me, made me hurt a damn innocent woman!"
She looked at me, shaking her head disapprovingly, telling me, "She She's not innocent! She's not the one who she claims to be! She knows the Mafia! She was involved in it! I admit I betrayed you and blamed her for everything to cover myself up, but do you think I am stupid enough to commit all of my crimes to someone who is able to bring me down? I wouldn't admit her anything if I knew who she was! She told me herself she's the Russian princess!"
Chuckling, I grabbed her neck, cutting her oxygen off, keeping her from speaking bad about her anymore.
"Was that your plan B? Igniting again by using her looks? But guess what, Gabriela? That audio was for me a wake-up call, and I don't believe a shit you tell me about her, not after finding out you fucking used her to cover up your lover's and your actions." I hissed at her as she struggled to breathe in my grip.
I knew Evelina had been involved in illegal business in her past, she already told me. She might be a professional thief and dealer, considering how she broke into my secured IT-room.
But I highly doubted that she was Calina as Evelina existed all her life, and but the fact she had a clean background while breaking system like an expert and not getting caught once made me run another background check on her, wanting to know if I could find anything about her life as a drug dealer if I dug in deeper.
"Don't trust her, she can even fool the devil! Don't believe in her innocent façade! This woman can beat the devil at his own game!" Gabriela coughed from the floor, bringing me back from my thoughts.
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Romansa⚠️BE WARNED⚠️: This book is a dark, contains abusive and mature content. And a sick, mental obsession. Smut. Calina Ivanov grew up as the daughter of the leader of the Russian mafia. Life wasn't easy for her. Calina lost her mother when she gave bi...