The Mafia's Captive

Chapter 2

Marry Stefano Conti? My own brother is willing to sell me off to marry some ruthless Mafia boss, not just any Mafia boss but Stefano Conti?

"You are unbelievable Cristiano!" I snap at him and attempt to walk away but he scurries towards me and pulls me back.

"Let go off me Cristiano! Now!" I yell at him. I am sure my voice is enough to alert some of our neighbors but they already know how my relationship is hot and cold with my brother so I am not surprised that they do not even bother to check what could be causing the noise.

"You need to calm down Rory." Cristiano says with pleading eyes. I break free from his grip and turn to glare at him with a confused look on my face.

"Calm down? Cristiano, you want me to calm down after hearing the fact that my brother is willing to sell me off to a ruthless Mafia boss, not just any Mafia boss but the dangerous Stefano Conti?" I yell at him.

"Willing to sell you off? Rory, I do not have a choice here. Stefano Conti is dangerous, he might come for us and probably not spare our lives. I am doing us a favor!" Cristiano yells back.

"You must be joking! You do not have a choice? You’re doing us a favor? You could have stayed away from Stefano in the first place, Cristiano. That’s all you had to do!" I cry out. At this point, I’m hyperventilating so I pause to calm myself down. I turn to gaze at my brother with a poker face. "How about this? I lend you some of my savings? That would be enough to cover up the debt?" I ask and surprisingly, Cristiano scoffs and shakes his head.

"If your savings is up to three hundred thousand Euro then yes Rory, you are free to help out with the debt." Cristiano says. Three hundred thousand Euro? I do not even have up to a hundred. My eyes open wide in shock at how Cristiano was able to accumulate such debt and even waste it on stupid things.

"You are on your own Cristiano. I refuse to be sold as a slave to Stefano Conti." I say. I do not wait for Cristiano's reply. I scurry off into the house and dash towards my room hastily ignoring how he keeps yelling my name.

That same night, Stefano's boys raided our houses and took all the food and some furnitures we had. They also made sure to beat the living hell out of Cristiano and I could not help but feel pity for my own brother even though he brought this upon himself.

I have decided to help him, I am not going to sell myself to Stefano Conti but instead I am going to try to reason with him.

Instead of going straight to work, I decided to stop by at the Conti Bar, it is a bar that is owned by the Conti family and I heard that is where Stefano Conti does his shitty business. I plan to have a conversation with him and see if I can strike a reasonable deal.

I freeze right in front of the entrance of the bar where there are several hefty men dressed in black surrounding the premises.

I gulp a lump down my throat and my body shakes in fear as I take a few steps forward. My mind tells me to turn around and leave but my body does the exact opposite by heading forward until I freeze right in front of the men.

"The bar is closed during the day." One amongst the men say in a deep tone.

I shake my head in disagreement and manage to say "No, I am not here to drink. I am here to see Stefano Conti." My voice comes out as a mere whisper.

"Why do you want to see the boss? Do you have an appointment with him?" The same man from earlier asks.

"I am Cristiano Rizzo's sister." I blurt out, I silently hope that they would let me in just by hearing my brother's name.

They make whispering noises before one of them suddenly walks towards me and begins to search me. Thankfully I do not have any implicating or dangerous object on me so they lead me into the bar.

I freeze right in front of the entrance door when I hear a loud bang and a shrieking noise come from inside. Shall I just turn around and come back later?

I cast a glance at one of the hefty man but it is too late, they push me into the bar and shut the door, more like lock the door.

The whole area is littered with broken bottles and blood prints are almost everywhere. I shiver at the gory sight in front of me and I fight the urge to pass out.

"Aurora?" A deep hoarse voice sends chills down my spine. I look up to gaze at a familiar pair of hazel eyes. A charming smirk is plastered on his face and his left brow is raised at me.

How does he know my name though?

"To what do I owe this visit? Have you come to say yes to my proposal yourself?" Stefano asks freezing right in front of me. Our faces are only a few inches apart so I take a few steps backward until my back is against the wall.

"No, I came to strike a deal." I manage to say avoiding eye contact with him.

"A deal? Aurora, I think I and your brother already have a deal, did he not tell you that? The deal was to make you marry me and I let go off the huge money he owes me." Stefano says.

"No, I have another offer you, one that does not involve you marrying me at all." I say.

Stefano scoffs and leans closer to me, his hands move to my waist and he pulls me to himself and slowly whispers into my ears "I want you Aurora."