Austin POV:
Day 104. 3 months. 3 months of torture, but the funny thing is I don't feel anything anymore. I'm numb. No emotions anymore, I don't even flinch from my torture. I don't scream when I get whipped. I feel nothing, and it's pissing Ivan off.
Today is my execution.
Ivan has realized there is no use trying to get information from me now. He realized that the torture does not incur pain on me anymore. I'm of no use anymore.
"Happy last mean kid." A guard shoved a plate of food under my cell door. I didn't want to eat it. There was no point. I'm going to die anyway.
-Two hours Later-
In walked Ivan. "I'm gonna be honest, I'll be sad to see you go." I didn't say anything or show any emotion. He started to pull out his weapon and finally kill me before one of his men whispered something in his ear.
"I'll be back in a minute." He signaled for his other men to follow.
I heard gunshots in the hall, men yelling and people running. Did I care. No. I just sat in my cell huddled in the corner waiting for death to come. I heard the large door that separated the cell from the hallway open.
I closed my eyes and whispered "I'll see you soon Cecily." The gunfire got louder, causing me to not heard the cell door open. I heard a gasp, and someone move closer. I waited for death to come, but it never did.
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The Mafia's Princess
Ficción GeneralMarcella Cecily Mariano was sheltered from the world all her life. Protected by her father and older brothers, but what happens when she finds about the family business. Will she survive all life throws at her or will she be taken by the danger she...
