Sacred: White Halo Vs Black Horns

All she's doing is screaming, screaming, screaming. I'm dumbfounded by this. I love 'her' so much but 'she' doesn't even know 'she' exists and the man next to her? I don't know if he's dead or alive.

I never knew how much of a bunch psychopaths our families could ever be. They broke her, but, I managed to get her back onto her feet. However, my efforts are no use for her now.

She's tied up in a old wooden chair and yes, still screaming. Her hands and ankles are bleeding furiously from the ropes which trap her like a caged animal. There's no pale-pink skin just blood. There's no marks on her skin where I've kissed and kissed her raw. There's no bright white teeth smiling instead, fear and panic escaping her dry, bloody mouth.

And 'him' next to her, eyes so blood shot I think he's blind. Holes everywhere on his arm so we know he's been drugged countless times but all does is stare at the black and mouldy wall. Depressed.

"Drugged and gassed, Satan himself only knows what type of Hell they are living. " Sir said and he's right.

Welcome to Hell.
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The Mafia life is cruel, tough and it will scar you in more ways than one.

Harmony who is fourteen (almost fifthteen) and her mother called Jessica have been running away from one Mafia for years only to thrown into another one. But at least they're safe for now.

Or are they?

Filled with the constant threat of their pasts coming back, a dark tormented seventeen year old lover that Harmony can't deny- secrets are revealed, underground fights, death, kidnappings and torture can anyone survive?

After all this is the real Mafia life...

WARNING!!

A LOT OF MATURE THEMES- *Abuse, Drugs, alcohol, violence, swearing, torture, etc *
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