THE MAFIA’S DEADLY DEVOTION
The Mafia’s Deadly Devotion- Episode 3&4
(..Stuck with the mafia boss..)
By; Cherry Love F.
The car parked and the men forcefully dragged Emily down, she looked at angelo and Carlos, they also came down from their car and entered inside the huge mansion, the building was so huge, it was the size of her house twenty times.
A lone tear escaped her eyes as she remembered her happy home, her sister’s smile that could light up anyone’s world, her mom’s protective nature, her dad’s loving character and her Aunt rosette’s scolding, now her aunt rosette had been killed, she was separated from her family in one day. Emily knew he wouldn’t waste time to kill her if she misbehaved. She silently let the guards lead her inside, she hesitated, her feet heavy with fear. At that moment, all she could think about was if she would ever see her family again.
Angelo was taking off his shirt in the living room, Emily quickly diverted her eyes from him looking at nothing, just trying to avoid seeing his bare body. He noticed her action and scoffed.
“Take her to the quarters”. Angelo said to the guard standing on duty. Emily shuddered wondering how the quarters would be, the guard had a hard look on his face.
“Don’t worry I’ll take her”. Carlos smiled. “She’s too frightened”. Emily was a little bit relieved. Anything was better than that monster laying his eyes on her again but still…..
Angelo nodded and Carlos turned to Emily.
“Let’s go, shall we?”. He offered her such a kind smile that made her wonder if that was the same man that just killed her aunt just a few minutes ago.
She wordlessly followed him as he walked, crossing different corridors, the maids staring at her now and then, until she reached a room. It was small compared to the other rooms that she had seen when walking. It had no windows and everything about the room was plain.
“This is your room”. He looked at her.
“And relax, Angelo will not kill you……..yet……. that is unless you step on his toes and. I’ll advise you not to if you really want to live”. Carlos shrugged.
“What about you?”. She finally found her voice.
“I don’t kill people for no reason”. He defended himself raising his hands in the air.
“You killed my aunt”. She yelled begrudgingly and broke down in tears again.
“She insulted Angelo and I don’t joke with him, he’s like my brother, besides if i didn’t kill her, Angelo would have done that first. He even fired the bullet first but don’t worry I’ll try to make sure Angelo doesn’t kill you, I only advise you to just behave”. He patted her hair and headed towards the door.
“As long as you respect him and do what he says, you’ll be fine. And I’ll advise you not to raise your voice at anyone here, this is not your home. Like i said, you’ll be fine if you behave”. With that, he left.
“I doubt that”. Emily cried again, falling to the floor. “Why is he even named angelo in the first place?”. She thought. After a few minutes, she tossed and turned, her stomach growling and rumbling, echoing through the silent room in protest at the starvation it was sentenced to. Her head was beginning to throb with a dull ache.
*****
“We’re being offered a drug deal”. Carlos told Angelo on their way out of the dungeon, Angelo was wiping his slightly bloody hands with a damp towel, he handed it to a maid nearby and cleaned up.
“How much?”. He asked, removing his cigarettes from his lips and lighting another.
“5 million”.
“Check their background and accept if you want”. Angelo said. He didn’t have the time for that and Carlos knew, whenever he dealt with that man in the dungeon, he was reminded of his heartbreaking past.
“Angelo, you shouldn’t make yourself feel miserable all the time. Whatever happened in the past wasn’t your fault, you’re hurting that man physically but you’re hurting yourself even more. Just stop”. Carlos uttered causing a memory pop up in Angelo’s mind.
“…..leave her alone please”. A young boy screamed in horror. Angelo shook his head immediately, tossing that memory aside as soon as it came.
“Don’t worry about me, I’m fine as you can see”. Angelo said. Carlos nodded, standing up and dropping the topic entirely.
Just then, someone entered the house and the servants bowed and began making way for her. She smiled at them, giving them sweet compliments as she went to her brother, taking a seat beside him. Carlos left to do his work. Angelo stood up and Alyssa stood up too.
“Aly”. Angelo smiled, she and Carlos are the only ones capable of making him smile. “Gosh I’ve missed you so much”.
“Gelo, I’ve missed you”. She said, hugging him tightly, he wrapped his hands around her waist and burying his face in her neck.
Alyssa and Angelo are twins, they are inseparable no matter what but they were total opposites. Angelo was cold and short tempered, Alyssa was cool, innocent and had a good temper but her anger was terrifying. Angelo put her and Carlos above every other person.
“I missed you more”. Angelo said, closing his eyes. Alyssa soon broke the hug. Her phone rang, the caller inviting her to a location.
“Don’t leave without the guards”. He told her going back to the dungeon. Great, his temper was ruined again.
He took out his knife facing the man that was tied down with chains.
The man whimpered against the tapes that covered his mouth.
Angelo smirked, removing the tape, the man made muffled sounds, tears flowing endlessly from his eyes.
“I told you I’d make you beg for death but i won’t let you die”.
“Please ……have…… mercy”. The man cried desperately.
“Did you have mercy when you killed her right in front of me?”. Angelo scoffed, his anger rising with every passing minute.
“I was stupid then… I’m sorry”. The man begged, be would have fallen on his knees if he wasn’t chained. Angelo shook his head, taping the man’s mouth again before using the knife to make designs on his body.
“It was a mistake”. He nodded slowly. “It was a fucking mistake?”. He repeated louder this time.
“Too bad your death won’t be a mistake and you’ll never experience that peace”.
The man screamed as Angelo’s knife pierced his skin again.
Emily sat on the floor, resting on the bed and looking upwards at the ceiling. She had begged, cried and yelled but no one was listening to her. She was locked up in the room since morning, she didn’t even know the time but it was evening, she could guess by how long she stayed there. Her stomach growled and rumbled but she was helpless.
Two hours later, a maid came in.
“The boss wants you downstairs”. She informed and left immediately.
“Wait ….”. Emily was saying but the girl had left already.
Emily sighed, walking downstairs, her vision blurry and her head aching from the hunger and crying she had been subjected to since morning.
She first saw Angelo who was looking in another direction not noticing when she arrived or so she thought. Her heartbeat accelerated, she hated him alot.
Downstairs was dimly lit but clear enough for Emily to see that Angelo wasn’t the only one there. The dimly lit rooms cast eerie shadows on the walls. There were five other men and Carlos too. She gulped coming closer and stopping at a distance. The air thick with tension.
“Come closer”. Angelo commanded now looking at her. There were other men there but Angelo’s aura stood out.
Emily whimpered, moving two tiny steps to the table which they centered.
“How about you entertain us”. One of the men said, grinning widely.
“I’m…….not a good singer”. Emily said timidly, looking at the floor.
“What are you?, five?”. Another man asked and they laughed.
“We want a strip show”. The man said and the others agreed. Emily’s eyes widened.
A strip show?, her mom said it was what bad girls did and she wasn’t bad. Emily’s heart raced at the mere thought of doing something so drastic in front of so many people.
She subconsciously looked at Angelo who was already staring at her with zero emotions in his eyes. Emily’s eyes drooped, her shoulders slumped in defeat, she felt a knot in her stomach as she stared at Angelo’s emotionless face.
Would he really let that happen to her?. He’s already bad enough.
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