I am Emily Rose

Chapter 15: Kidnapped

Emily's P.O.V

I struggle to regain consciousness. I try my hardest to open my heavy eyelids. I feel cold, it smells damp and I hear nothing but silence. Finally, I manage to open my eyes ever so slightly. Where am I? It's dark and dingy. As my eyes adjust to the darkness, I find myself in what looks like an old basement. The memories start coming back to me... My dad! Oh s**t, where's my mother? I stand, a little drowsy still. I need to look for a door or a window. I feel my way to what feels like a cold metal door. It's locked...obviously. There is one tiny window high up on the other side of the room. It looks patched up with newspaper. I can't see anything lying around for me to stand on to reach it.

"Hello! Hello!" I try screaming through the door. I need to find my mother.

Riccardo's P.O.V

"Ah! f**k me..." It feels like I've been hit by a bus. I slowly open my eyes. I'm cuffed to a king-size bed in what looks like some sort of playroom. There are whips, floggers, belts and chains hanging on the walls. A St Andrews cross in the corner and a display cabinet with many kinky toys. What the f**k? Where am I?

"Awh, poor baby.."

Monica strolls seductively toward me, wearing only a red see-through gown. Her hair looks messy, her face flushed. She looks like she's been royally f****d.

"Sleep well?"

"Where am I? What are you doing here? What happened?"

"Shh... I'm sure you need your strength after all we did, my love."

She chuckles darkly. What the f**k did we do?

"What the f**k is going on, Monica?"

"Well... I kissed you, and we ended up having crazy, kinky s*x all night long. Don't you remember how good it was?"

"Don't f**k with me Monica! Why am I cuffed?"

"Hahaha! That's how you wanted it, my angel."

Suddenly it comes back to me, Monica, Aldo, the prick in my neck and then darkness. I was drugged.

"Why don't you take these cuffs of me, sweetheart, so that I can eat you out?"

"Ooh! Another round? I love it."

She uncuffs my wrists and I wrap my hands around her neck with enough force for her to start turning blue. She struggles and scratches my hands with her nails, but all I see is red.

"What the f**k happened? If you even think of lying to me, so help me, I'll snap your neck like a f*****g twig!"

I leave her neck, pin her arms behind her back with one hand and fist her hair with the other.

"Ah! P-P-Please Riccardo, I swear, all I was told was that I had to get you into my bed after you were put to sleep!"

"Who gave the order?"

"I-I-I don't know!"

"Who the f**k gave the order, Monica? I'll rip your f*****g hair out of your head, I swear!"

"Ah! OK, It… It was A-A-Aldo."

What? Aldo?

He was there with me when I passed out. Where did he go? Why didn't he help me?

"Tell me more!"

"Uh! You're hurting me Riccardo!"

"I'll do a lot more than that if you don't f*****g talk!"

"Uh, um, Aldo called me yesterday and said that you were going to be at the club last night and that you wanted to see me, you know, to let off some steam. He told me that he was going to drug you and that you would be mine for the night. He told me that you needed to relax and that I could take care of you."

I can't believe what she's telling me. Aldo? I cuff Monica to the bed where I was a minute ago. I'm f*****g naked! I spot my clothes in the corner and quickly grab my pants to put them on. My phone and my gun are with the pile of clothes. I take out my phone and dial Tommy. He was in charge of keeping an eye on my girl. It just rings...no answer. Damn it!

I dial Aldo's number,

"Hey Boss man!"

"Where the f**k is Tommy?"

"Tommy? He's watching over Mrs Bernardi... Are you alright?"

"Don't f**k with me Aldo! What happened last night?"

"Hahah! Oh that? I thought you needed a good fuck."

Laughing? The fucker is laughing?

"Aldo, my dear f*****g friend, Aldo..." I'm f*****g gonna lose my s**t right now. We were on our way to get my wife, and you thought that getting me f****d was a good idea?"

"Um, well, when you put it like that..."

"If you don't come and get me right now, I'll put a f*****g bullet in the back of your head! Capish?"

"I'll be right there, boss."

I turn to Monica, she's hiding something, I can feel it. This b***h is lying through her f*****g teeth. I stalk over to her, and she starts to shiver. I crouch down to her level and bring my face close to hers,

"I do hope that you understand one thing: I don't let traitors live very long. It's a matter of torture, some fun for my men, and then you'll meet the barrel of my gun. Do you understand that?"

"P-Please Riccardo, I know nothing!"

"Shh.."

I press my finger to her lips.

"If you give me some worthy information, I might only let two or three of my men enjoy you and then shoot you from behind instead of you seeing me do it in front of you."

With that, I hit her with the butt of my gun and she passes out.

Emily's P.O.V

The metal door creaks open and a stream of light comes filtering into the room. I can see a burly figure approaching as my eyes adjust. He grabs me by my arm and starts to drag me out of the room.

"What's happening? Where are you taking me? Where is my mother?"

"Stop f*****g taking so much! You will see for yourself in a minute."

That's what I'm afraid of...