Il Mio Capo Mafioso Italiano

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Mavery's POV:

"Come here you little slut," the man said while approaching me. I tried to get out of his grasp but I was overpowered by his strength. "Please don't" I begged him, but he seemed to have tuned me out because he didn't even acknowledge that I was speaking to him.

He tore off my clothes, but thankfully left me in my underwear.

Please God don't let this happen to me...I repeated prayers in my mind while he touched all over my body. I was waiting for it to happen, but it never did. My eyes had been closed, so I opened them to see what happened. Not that I was complaining at his sudden stop.

"Disgusting little bitch!" He yelled at me, while wiping blood off of his hand.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing. It was my period blood!  "Why did you think I snuck out and bought tampons asshole."

He didn't seem to find this funny, or enjoy my sass, because he immediately started landing painful kicks and punches on me. He was on top of me, his knees on my arms, so I had no way of moving.

For hours, he was nonstop beating me. At this point, my vision was fading in and out and I was sure my life was going to end right here. My fathers beatings were probably more painful than this, but those never lasted over an hour because 90% of them were when he was drunk, so he didn't have that much stamina.

The man finally got off of me, leaving me clinging to life on the cold floor, surrounded by my own blood. "You are too disgusting for me to fuck" he spat at me.

That's fine with me, buddy. I thought to myself.

"I have something else in mind." He smirked when he said this, which made me very worried. I was barely conscious at this point. I watched him as he unbuckled his belt and approached me, picking me up by my neck and placing me on my knees.

I was too weak to do anything right now, I just wanted to die.

The man grabbed a pocket knife and stabbed it into my stomach, causing me to yell out in pain. When my mouth opened, he shoved himself inside of me, groaning in pleasure.

Disgust doesn't even begin to describe what I felt then and there.

He grabs my hair and pushes himself deeper and deeper with every thrust, causing me to gag.

Using all the strength I had, I bit down as hard as I could. He screamed in pain and crumbled to the floor next to me. I take this as an opportunity to run.

I slammed the cell door shut behind me, locking it. I know he probably has a pair of keys to unlock it, but I am hoping this will give me time to escape.

Ignoring him completely, I stumbled into the elevator  and pushed the lobby door. I was in so much pain I just needed to get back to the penthouse. There I had a first aid kit I could use to 'heal' myself.

I was still on the verge of falling unconscious, but I kept myself awake knowing I couldn't just collapse here.

When the elevator opened, I was faced with the lobby, quickly, I turned left and walked down a hallway. I was still in just my underwear, right now that was of the least of my worries, though.

I found myself in some kind of storage room, which was very small. I searched for a door or a way out. When I saw a little white door in the corner, I got so excited. Running to the door, my heart sank when it was locked.

A pair of hands grabbed me from behind, and threw me up over someone's shoulder. It was the man I locked in the basement.

"You will pay for this bitch."

I still had hope to escape though. If I remembered correctly, we would walk by the lobby on the way to the elevator. I waited until we turned the right corner, and started kicking and screaming for help.

Lorenzo's POV:

My work trip was going super well. I managed to close a few deals with small gangs here, and even got some legal business associates.

I was done with all my meetings, so I just got to relax for the evening, before heading back to New York tomorrow morning.

My phone started to ring, so I checked who it was. To my surprise, it was one of the bartenders at my club, Ashley, who I had asked to look after Mavery while I was gone.

"Sorry to bother you while you are on a business trip, Boss."

"Is something wrong?" I ask, a little worried about why she could be calling me.

"Well...Mavery didn't show up for work today, and Kieth says when he went to pick her up this afternoon she wasn't at the penthouse."

"And you are just telling me this now?!" Anger was rising inside of me. Had she wanted for me to leave so she could try to escape? Or did something happen to her? All I knew was I needed to come to New York, right now.

"I-I'm sorry Boss I knew you had meetings all day and I just"

I didn't let her finish, instead I hung up the phone, quickly packed my bags, and took off in my car back to New York. The drive wasn't long at all, so it was not long until I was walking angrily into my building. I was planning on speaking to each guard that was on duty today.

"Boss you are back early!" My new receptionist, Claire, squealed when I walked in.

It was late, so the lobby was deserted, Claire and I were the only ones here.

I ignore Claire, and walked to my private elevator leading to my penthouse. The doors were about to slide shut I suddenly heard gut wrenching screams come from the lobby.

I immediately recognize the voice as Mavery, and bolted out of the elevator to find her. "Please somebody help!"  I heard her begging from the other side of the lobby, then it just stopped.

Claire looked very confused, and scared, but didn't move.

I ran across the lobby to be met with... nothing.

It was empty.

I quickly stepped inside the elevator leading to the cells, knowing this must have been where she went.

I immediately knew I was right when I saw markings of blood on the walls. What is going on???

When the elevator reached the cells, it slid open and I couldn't believe my eyes.

One of my guards, Winston I think his name is, was chaining Mavery up into one of the cells while she cried and screamed for help.

I instantly ran over and shoved Winston away from Mavery, then loading my gun, aiming it right at his face. Mavery glanced up at me, her face badly bruised, her eyes barely opened, before her head dropped and she looked to have passed out. My eyes traveled to her body, which was barely covered by a thin bra and underwear. Her underwear were stained with blood, which enraged me at the thought of her being hurt like that. Her body was littered in bruises, and what looked to be old scars she probably as given years ago. "B-boss?"

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" I screamed using all of my power not to shoot this man in the head. "I- she left without permission so I was just punishing her"

I lowered my gun, took a stride over to Winston, and punched him with all I have. "Did I fucking tell you to do that?!"

He shook his head slightly.

I couldn't handle looking at him any longer. I couldn't stand knowing he was breathing after doing such horrible things to my angel.

I knew he should be tortured but my anger got the best of me, so I pulled the trigger several times, not satisfied until he was coated in blood, and unconscious on the floor.

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