Il Mio Capo Mafioso Italiano

XXVII

Lorenzo's POV:

"All you need to do is act like you belong there. You are super into the strippers, maybe even book a few to not look suspicious."

"I don't want to book a stripper, Chris."

"Fratello, I need you to try and understand that this is an important mission.

"Fine." I say, rolling my eyes.

"Some of the stuff you might see in there could disturb you quite a bit. Miles had reported some sex slavery being involved. It is important that you don't let it bother you, or just don't let it show that it bothers you. If you are successful we can save all the girls in the club."

The next half hour Chris fills me in on what questions to ask and how to act to fit in with the 40 year old douchebags who get off to women being forced into the club. Disgusting.

The plan was that I would go into the club tonight around 9.

My family and I spent the day catching up and playing games until 8:00 when I had to go get ready.

9:00 came a lot faster than I had hoped, and in no time I was pulling up to the club.

I was greeted at the front. When I saw Lawrence I approached him, but he did not look happy to see me. "W-what are you doing h-here...?" He was a stuttering mess. (I'm not making fun of people with stutters It's just implying that Lawrence is very nervous)

"Just to come check out the club."

"Well I hope you enjoy yourself." Lawrence smiles at me, but is clearly unhappy with my presence.

"I want to speak to you later." I tell him before walking inside and down several stairs before entering the club.

Mavery's POV:

"Boss wants you with him now, so hurry up and get ready." Aiden demanded, and was about to leave my room but he stopped and turned around. "Mavery?"

My room was the only place I could be without my face covering on, so he could probably see the shock in my eyes when he addressed me by my name.

He reached into his big suit, pulled out a small bottle of water, and tossed it to me. "Just don't tell anyone ok?"

I nodded very quickly and he turned and left. What just happened. Aiden and I had a very simple relationship. He took me where I was supposed to be and I didn't punch him like I did the first day. He stopped calling me a bitch after the first day too.

Since then we have just been silent with each other. He wouldn't hurt me ever, and I never tried to punch him again.

But now he was sneaking me water? I hadn't eaten or drank anything since probably last week. Why would he do this?

My mind wanders back to one night when I was half asleep and overheard a conversation outside my room.

Flashback

"Get lost." I heard Aiden demand someone. I was half asleep in my little room after a night of being taken advantage of.  "Come on, Boss said we can do her whenever we wanted."

"I said get lost. She is unavailable right now."

End of flashback

I had assumed that was just a dream...but what if it wasn't?

Why would Aiden do all this for me? He was so rude to me...

I decided I would figure that out later, and took a nice sip of water before getting dressed. I then dropped the water bottle behind a dresser so I could have some later.

Here we go. I thought while putting on my face covering and heading out to the main area. Mateo was waiting for me be the bar. He grabbed roughly grabbed me and dragged me up to one of the booths and made me sit on his lap while he did business with some people.  Just touching this man made me sick.

"Look who we have here!" Mateo calls out to someone. I try to see who he is talking to, but my vision is so bad I can't make out a single thing about the man with all the neon lights shining everywhere.

"Long time no see," the man says. My heart stops when I recognize who's voice it is. Lorenzo.

"Sit down, friend. Let's get you a girl!" Mateo snaps which causes one of the girls to come and sit on Lorenzo's lap. He doesn't object to this.

"You like the ladies here don't you?" Mateo says. Lorenzo pauses a second before answering.

"Guilty" he responds. At this point my blood is boiling. He is here trying to get laid while I have been in living hell for almost two weeks.

"Who was that one girl you were with not too long ago...Mavery was it?" Mateo is obviously trying to get under my skin. His hand travels up my thigh and around to my ass, where he grabs it so hard I let out a small yelp in pain.

Lorenzo's POV:

I tried to brace myself for the worst, but this was worse than I expected. Dozens of women slaving away here with their faces covered. It was taking everything in me to not kill every single perverted man in here right now.

I agreed to letting a woman sit on my lap, just because if the girl was here with me she wasn't being raped. Mateo also had a girl on his lap. She was in pink underwear and had long brown hair. Just like Mavery's hair.

Her body was covered in bruises. I couldn't see it too well because of the lighting, but I saw the words "Worthless Slut" carved into her stomach. It was astonishing to me at how someone could do this to someone.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when Mateo asked me about Mavery. Before I could answer, Mateo grabbed the girls ass and causes her to yelp in pain. "Ignore her..." Mateo chuckled, noticing how I had looked concerned for the girl.

Suddenly, Mateo's phone started ringing. "I have to take this, sorry." He got up, almost causing the girl to fall to the floor, but she caught herself and sat back down into the booth. "Can you leave us for a moment?" I asked the girl on my lap. She nodded and got up, leaving me and this girl alone.

I don't know what, but something about her seemed familiar.

"Take off your mask."  I demanded, but she shook her head.

I stood up, walked over to where she was sitting, and reached for her mask. Before I could grab it, she stood up and bolted across the club and into some hallway. Of course I followed her, in need of knowing who she was.

I saw her enter a door at the end of a hallway, and went in right behind her. It was a small room with a bed, a mirror, a small wardrobe, and a dresser.

The girl probably didn't expect for me to follow her, because she had taken her face covering off and was sitting on her bed with her head in her hands.

"Who are you?" I ask, causing her to look up at me. No.... this can't be...

It was Mavery.

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It's literally 3:30 AM and I have to get up early tomorrow but ya know I am in the mood to write so.....

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