Pregnant for the Mafia Devil

Chapter 5

"165,167, 168...172..." My head instantly shifts to the door, hearing it come unlocked from the other end. I jumped from the iron bed, with fueled anticipation, having not had the door opened in over a month.

"Boss asked you to wear this." The door opened, with one of Dante's boys holding a piece of clothing.

"No." I answered straightaway.

"What?" Dante's boys as though they didn't hear me.

"I said no." I repeated my words. "I'm not wearing shit." I cursed, not caring what my outcome would be. "For over a month, your boss has refused to treat me like a human being, for over two months I've been in the same clothes, locked in here as a prisoner and now you bring up clothes for me to wear?" I chuckled manically. "Go tell your boss I said no and no is a no." I made my words clearer.

"Really?" Dante's boy let out an evil laugh. "We'll see." My gaze furrowed. "Who's there? Come in here?" He called some of the men from outside, as two more of Dante's boys came in. "Grab her." He ordered.

"What?" I stopped back, seeing the his boys walk closer to him.

"Grab her I said!" I ran back even further, as though there was a pace for me to run. "If she won't change, then we change for her."

"What...no no no no, leave me." I struggled to pull away from the two men that now garbed me. "Let me go!" I managed to push one away, while the other pulled me by the hair and slammed me to the ground. My vision came blurry for a second, as I felt liquid from my head.

The one I had managed to push away at first, tries to grab me again, but I ended up biting into his arm. "You f*****g b***h!" He retracted his hand with curses, as I used that to buy time and push myself backwards, hitting the wall.

There was no where for me to go. No where for me to run to.

"Bitch." The first of Dante's men that handed the cloth at first came closer, as before I could register the next thing, he sent a hard slap across my cheek, and I felt the insides of my cheeks bleed out.

"Argh," A painful wince escaped my lips, with blood dripping out of my lips. My fear only increased , at the beating these men were giving me all because I refused to change into the dress Dante wanted.

I did hear stories of how ruthless he was, I just never experienced but how I did, and I begged with everything in me just to find a way to leave this place.

The same guy dragged me by my shirt, and pulled me up, whereas all I could do was stay the battered. "Let me go." Was the only words able to exit my lips.

"Not before I have my way with you first." A mischievous grin now surfaced his lips, as he pulled the scrub top on my body and tore it into half, revealing my black bra underneath.

"Please...let me go...please..."I now pleaded for my life, not knowing the depth of harm Dante's men could do to me. In an instant, the door flung open, as my gaze and that of the Dante's men shifted. Within a second, I saw myself on the floor, as my gaze rose and saw Dante pull the guy who was molesting me, and the next thing he did was send a punch to his face. Then another, and another and another.

"Who..." Punch. "The fuck..." Punch. "Asked..." Punch. "You to..." Punch. "f*****g lay your filth hands on her." Punch after punch, that blood splashed everywhere and his men's face became battered.

I shivered religiously, staring at the sight in from me with wide eyes, as Dante beat the life out of his own men. The other two guys, only stood behind me, as fear griped their entire existence. The guy whom Dante was punching, suddenly stops flinching, as it seemed life had gone out of him, and that was when Dante released him and stood back upright.

"And you two!" I had never seen such rage fueled in a human before, like I saw the one present in Dante as he spoke. "You dared lay your hands on her," Dante moved closed to them, as not even a word exited their lips, and in unison, the two fell to their knees.

"Boss, forgive us. We...we didn't know..." Dante didn't let one the two complete his words, before he pulled out a gun from his back.

Oh my God.

A hard gulp went down my throat.

"Dante..." I didn't know when his name exited his lips, but his haz turned to mine, and for a second I thought it softened, but then then they moved to chest, taking me to also move my haz there, and saw my torn shirt.

Dante's gaze rather hardened, for before I knew it, the sound of a gunshot filled the air.

Oh my God.

He pulled the trigger.

My gaze stiff in their movement, as they eventually shifted and saw the pool of blood that now covered the ground, alongside the dead body next to me.

Sudden heat, sweat covered my head, as my fear had no name anymore.

"What were my orders?" Dante now asked the remaining of the three men who was the only one alive.

"You...you told us to hand over the cloth to her and leave." His voice trembled with fear gripping his throat.

"I asked you to leave. And you three decided to lay your hands in her. Not only did you touch woman, but you went against my orders, molested my own and harassed her." Dante spoke, taking my gaze to furrow.

Dante didn't send them.

He didn't ask them to touch me.

"Now you all listen!" Dante's voice echoed through your the building. "Let it be known and let it be heard. If anyone as well as dares to lay a hand on her, I promise not just to kill whoever but hunt them till they beg for their deaths." The whole room silent, as the only thing that could be heard was Dante's voice. "Elena Rossi is not a prisoner to me but under my protection from this day henceforth."