Escaping my Mafia Lord.

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Cassandra's POV I blinked my eyes slowly, allowing the tear in my eye to roll down my cheek seamlessly as I laid down motionless. I watched as Antonio thrust in and out of me in fast motion revealing that he was almost about to get to his orgasm. "Huhh!" He exclaimed as he rolled over to the other side of the bed. "That was good. What a good way to start a day." He uttered, his rough piercing jawline and his entire face, beaming with a devilish smile as he struck my naked body roughly, moving from breast to my thighs. “I'll be traveling for a business meeting to Peru. I’ll be gone for a day or two." He announced as he tried catching his breath. "Don’t miss me much and if you behave nicely, we would have a nice celebration when I am back and I might consider letting you see the boys too,” he said with a smirk on his face, as he buckled his pants and swung his sky blue shirt over his well built shoulders. At this point,I am sure my heart has stopped feeling. Everything that went down today, if there was an humanity left in Antonio, he wouldn't have laid with me after what his sister did to me today. I met him on my door as I opened the door trying to run from his sister earlier. I saw the surprise on his face for a second but he dismissed it immediately, maintaining a straight face. Maria tried to frame me but failed, he dismissed her and pounded on me immediately after shutting the door. As I watched him get dressed, I couldn't help but recall further the thoughts of a happy marital life I had when I was younger. How I was going to be loved and treated with respect by whoever I get married to. But, I was trapped in this mansion that had become my new prison. I found myself in a different world. My days were no longer filled with the hustle and bustle of the streets and how I would run errands for my parents. Instead, I am held captive in this gilded fortress where my every move is being watched by Antonio and his ruthless men. “Why do you people derive so much pleasure in treating me this way?" I asked, holding on tightly the white duvet which covered my naked body beneath it. "If you didn't want me, you would have simply killed me. How do you enjoy this?” I continued, my voice drained of energy. Antonio let out a soft scornful laugh. “Oh my dear, you are mine, I can have you any way and anytime I want to. Remember I own you, and can do with you however it pleases me,” he answered as he walked towards the door. Halfway close to the door, he turned towards me, a broad grin appearing on his face. "Be good!" I closed my eyes for a minute, my mind consciously bringing to my remembrance my mother's words. “See, a great strength lies in you. No matter the turmoil on the road or how life turns out to be, never stop fighting and always stay strong.” Getting my inner strength back, I tossed the bed cover away from my body and strolled to the bathroom. I made it a habit to always wash off after every encounter with Antonio. I couldn't stand his smell all over my skin. As the water rolled down easily from my hair to my feet, I whimpered in pain. My body ached badly as I felt sore all through my inner thighs. This was my new reality, I had to stay strong for my boys. In a few hours, I walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a white towel. I was almost startled by the presence of Lucia in my room, on my bed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. I knocked but didn't get any reply so I let myself in. Wanted to know if you were okay?" She spoke, concern evident in her words and tone. Lucia was the only person I could dare to call a friend. She was always there to teach me everything I needed to know about my new mafia family. “You don't look too well, Cassandra,” Lucia purred, her eyes coursing through my eyes in search of an answer, as she stood up from the bed, taking my hands into hers. “It's nothing, I'm fine.” I lied, trying to cover up the turmoil inside of me but, it was obvious, my eyes were puffy and bloodshot, and my wrist and arm were bruised out. My skin was pale white and I obviously looked like someone without any epitome or oonze of strength and was malnourished. “Don't worry my dear, Master Antonio hopefully will adjust with time. You just have to be more patient with him,” She replied. My eyes widened in shock as my jaw dropped. Was she taking sides with the beast? It was rather obvious whose side she was on. There was just this thing about her but I couldn't place it. “Don’t get me wrong,” Lucia said, as if realizing the thoughts running in my head as she held my hand in hers. “I feel your pain and I believe soon, all of this will be over.” I could see the concern in her eyes, but it was hard to tell if she genuinely cared or if she just wanted to get information for her gossip session with the other maids later. “Thank you so much,” I said, forcing a smile on my face. I have to escape from this hell before things get even worse. Antonio's POV The soft sounds of her whimper resounded in my ears as I walked out of Cassandra's room. I left her all bruised up. I wanted to break her will, her resilience and her rebellious spirit so fast. No doubt, Cassandra was beautiful, a trophy that any man would fight to have and keep. Her slender waist introduced so well the curves of her hips and thighs was able to make a man salivate. There was something about her innocence and her eyes that made my d**k twitch me in. It was exactly six in the morning when I got back to my room. Recalling my flight to Peru was slated for eight in the morning, I dashed into the bathroom and quickly had a shower. In a few minutes I was dressed and ready for my journey. Since my mood was mostly joyful, I decided to wear a white shirt and burgundy pants–something colorful. Hastily, I picked up a few important documents needed for the journey and then strode to the garage. Each step I made, it exuded an aura of not only the well-scented perfume I had on but the aura of power. "Good morning, boss?" My driver greeted me as he walked over to open the passenger's seat for me. With my gaze glued on my phone, I only nodded to his greeting as I made myself comfortable on my seat. "Can you hurry up?" I growled after staring at my wristwatch and realizing I had just forty-five minutes to be at the airport. "I'm sure you know the repercussions if I miss my flight." I threatened, my brows deep in a furrow. "Sorry sir." He uttered, turning on the ignition and bringing the Lamborghini's engine to life. I took a deep but short sigh and with a flick, I retrieved a cigar from my case, ignited its tip with a fiery glow, and stuck it into my mouth. The Lamborghini's engine roared again as the driver stepped on the accelerator, and sped off into the streets making his way to the Airport. I arrived at my business meeting point. As I walked in, the men at the entrance all bowed their heads, and no one dared look me in the eyes. My dark hair tripped over my face as I majestically walked to the underground bunker. The walls were soundproofed to prevent the shouts from coming out. As I entered, a hefty-bodied man swinging his hands greeted me. He was tied upside down with his face badly battered. I watched with a sly grin as he pleaded for mercy but I wasn’t the type known to show mercy. “Carlos, who's this?” I asked, as silence cloaked the entire room. “Boss, this pig has been selling our products to the Spanish and now their Authorities are already looking into the case, we are close to being found out.” Carlos replied, his face stoic as he pulled out his gun, and waited for my next command. “Ple...please boss, I can…,” the man stammered as he tried to speak. Anonymous Pov (In the hallway) “She seems fine,” Lucia said. “That's good, now I need you to get closer to her than ever. I have another assignment for you later, I'll send your payment for the night across.” “Thanks so much it's nice doing business with you” Lucia replied excitedly.