Kidnapped by the Mafia

chapter 3

The first thing that came to Rose when she woke up was the sharp pounding that came through her head. She groaned as she slowly pulled her eyes open. She didn't make sense of where she was at first, but when she widened her eyes and found herself tied up in the back of a can, she couldn't help but scream.

Unfortunately, her screams were muffled by the cloth that was in her mouth. She watched as the large man who was sitting beside her turned towards her. He had thick arms and a tattoo of an eagle on his neck.

"Ai. The princess is awake." He said to her with a bright frown. She tried to scream again, but then she watched as his face hardened as he shot her a deep glare.

He gripped her arm tightly as he looked towards her with an angry face. "Hey, look at me. I am going to do my best to be nice to you, but if you don't shut up, I may have to mess up your pretty little face." He said to her in a hissing tone. She choked back a sob at his threats.

Rosa tried to take a deep breath as he attempted to regulate her breathing. She watched as he smiled again. He reached out and brushed away a single strand of hair from her face before he smiled at her. "There. Now that's all better. There is no need for you to spoil that face with tears until the body sees you. I am sure he will like you, though. He had a thing for blondes``. He said to her in a whisper.

She held back another sob as she felt her body begin to convulse. She didn't want to believe that his words were true. They just couldn't be. She felt her body tremble as she shook her head.

She felt sick. She didn't know where she was or even how she had gotten here. All she remembered were the shots.

The gunshots.

She didn't know who was there or if Louisa was still alive. She couldn't lose her or Arturo. They were the only people that she had left and the only ones that still cared about her.

She began to thrash around again, as she didn't care what he would do to her this time. He had to get out of here. "Oi, what is up with the girl? Can't you get her to shut up?" She heard one of the men from the front call out.

She watched as the large man let out a sigh as he pulled out his gun, and she widened her eyes as he brought it close to her. "This is going to hurt, not because it had to, but simply because you have chosen to piss off today." He said to her in a matter-of-fact tone.

She trembled as she shook her head, but it was too late, as before she could react, he lifted the gum and slammed the back of it against her head. The last thing that she saw at that moment was darkness as she heard their thick laughter come from around her.

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When Rose woke up next, she felt her body being jolted up and down as she moved against a broad shoulder. The back of her head was pounding greatly, and her eyes felt heavy as she struggled to

Pull her eyes open. She widened her eyes in horror when she was met with the sight of the grand carpeted staircase.

Several thoughts ran through her head as she began to wonder where she was and what was happening to her. She looked down, and she found that it was the man from earlier carrying her, as they reached the top of the stairs, he led her down a hall and towards one of the doors. She had a clear view of his gun, and she knew she had to escape, but with her hands and feet tied, she knew that her escape was nearly impossible, and he wouldn't hesitate to shoot her in the head if she were to try and do something. That was something that he had made very clear to her.

She heard a creaking sound as he kicked the door open, and before she could react, he threw her onto the bed. She cried out as her head hit the sheets, and she watched as he smiled at her.

"Well, I am glad to see that you are awake." He said to her: She only sent him a deep glare as he approached her once more. She tried to kick and thrash her legs out to get him away from her, but it was no use as he pulled out his gun on her again.

"Now listen to me. This is what is going to happen. We are going to cooperate, and that way, no one is going to get hurt. It is that simple. But if you don't, we are going to have to do this the hard way." He said to her, and she thought about it for a moment before nodding her head at him.

But the moment that he reached out and removed the cloth from her mouth, she hardened her gaze at him as she let out a scream from her lips. She bit down on his finder hard, and she watched him roar before shoving her backward onto the bed. He sent her a deep glare, and she knew that he was in trouble, but she wasn't about to allow herself to be intimidated by him.

"Your lust has a death wish." He said to her. She watched as he pulled out another piece of rope, and she watched as he tied her hands towards the post of the bed.

"You are going to stay here, and I can't wait for the boss to see you. When he is done with you, you will wish that you never stepped foot on his land, and he will not hesitate to rip out your throat."He said to her.

All she did was spit at him directly in the face. The very sight of him angered her. Instead of reacting, he reached for her tied hands, tightening them further before securing her around the post around the bed.

"I will never surrender to you. First, you kill my father, and then you kill Louisa and Arturo. I will never forgive you for that. And one day I will get out of these chains, and I will rap this rope around your neck." She said to him, and she watched as he chuckled loudly before he shook his head at her. It was clear that he wasn't buying any of what she was saying.

"I would be interested to see that, but that isn't happening, sweetcheeks. You are here until we grow bored of you, and often that happens very quickly. It is just a fair warning to you that

You won't be around for very long. And once he is done with you, you are going to regret all those cute words that left your lips as he destroyed you. He will ruin you and your father for causing everything that has happened to him. And once our don comes around, he will give you what you deserve; maybe you can give him a little something in return as well." He said to her, and she felt sick as she watched his gaze trail over her legs.

"Whoever this Don of yours is, he can come. I don't fear him." He said it too firmly.

"Oh really. Maybe you should." She heard a thick, velvety voice call out from the door.