The Mafia's Angel

Main Characters Starr : 18 , 5'6 " , brown / reddish wavy hair , light blue almost silver eyes , pale skin , plump pink lips , straight nose , very caring , sweet , gentle, funny Elijah : 23 6'5 " , dark brown hair , dark blue eyes , tan skin , muscular , scary , Italian Mafia boss , cruel , dominant , cold . Other Characters  Lorenzo ( Renzo ) : 22 , 6'2 " , wavy blonde hair freckles , light brown eyes , lanky , but muscled .  Stefano ( Stef ) : 20 , 6'1 " , dark brown straight hair , grey eyes , tan , buff .  Stefanie ( Fanny ) : 20 , 6'0 " , long straight dark brown hair , grey eyes , tan , badass  Matteo ( Mat ) : 24 , 6'7 " , Dark Auburn hair , dark brown eyes , huge and incredibly strong .  Ivy ( Vi ) : 19,5'3 " , long straight dirty blonde hair , ivy green eyes , light skin , small , but tough. Zala ( Zizi ) : 21,5'9 " , Long curly black hair , light hazel eyes , dark skin , sassy and funny . Starr's POV I wrap myself in my thin hoodie , trying to keep out some of the cold .  I've been walking through the streets for 3 hours now , not having any place to go . It's now around 1am , and the streets are deserted .  How did I end up here ? Well , let me tell you .  I lived with my adoptive parents since I was 4. My real parents abandoned me, and I was found.  My ' father ' is an alcoholic, and my mother is addicted to pain relief drugs, as he abuses both of us . Recently things have gotten worse , and he started sexually abusing me . Three hours ago , he got incredibly drunk and high , and started beating me like crazy.  My mom tried to stop him , but he just turned on her. The last I saw her , she was unconscious on the ground . I really hope she is okay , since she is a sweet and caring person .  After that , he came after me again , and in his rage , he touched me , and made me suck d**k . I still feel his hands groping me . I shiver from cold and disgust .  I just couldn't take it anymore , so I ran away . It's now mid December , so the nights are freezing.  We just recently moved to Italy from Greece , where I'm from , because some druggies were after my ' father '. I find a little park , and curl up on one of the benches . We moved here to a small town called Mozia , but the sketchy part of town . It's not safe to be out at night , but I really don't care what happens anymore .  I jump when I hear a gunshot . I didn't actually want anything to happen .  I quickly get up and look around .  Illuminated by the street lights , I see a man's silhouette walking towards me . Shoot , he saw me.  I'm frozen , but snap out of it , and decide to run .  I sprint out of the park , and into a side street , trying to lose the man .  I suddenly run into a wall . No , you have got to be kidding me . I dead end . I groan , just my luck. There's no way out of here , and I see the man walking here with long strides .  I press myself into a corner when he keeps walking towards me . He grabs my arm , and starts dragging me back towards the park .  I wince when he touches my bruised arm , but he doesn't notice . I need to get away from him . I go limp , and he looks back surprised .  He loosens his grip , and that's when I knee him in the balls as hard as I can and try to run . But to my despair he still has a hold of my arm . I'm yanked back towards him , and I feel something hit my head and then nothing .  I groan , waking with a terrible headache .  I try to move , but realize I'm tied to a chair . I look around , and see I'm in a cell .  My nose twitches , and I inhale deeply . I almost throw up , the smell of urine , blood , and dirt is overwhelming. Patches of red stain the floor , some still liquid . I'm terrified , what's going to happen to me .  I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I see a tall man walk in . He's not the same man who kidn*pped me , he seems scarier , more dangerous .  When he comes and I get a good look at him I almost gasp in shock . He's actually really .... attractive . He stares down at me with cold deep blue eyes . I hold his gaze , but then turn away .  Who is this man . He abruptly turns on his heal and walks out , signaling his guards something . And just like that I'm left in that cell . For I don't know how long I've been sitting here , tied to this chair , nothing to eat or drink .  I feel myself fading away , when the door bursts open . It's the man who kidn*pped me . He comes over and walks around me , playing with my hair and stroking my cheek .  I flinch away from him and his disgusting hands . " Hello again b***h " I shrink away from his cold dark voice " What , you're not going to greet me back . I guess I'll have to teach you some manners " he says , and his tone is pure evil .  His hand comes down on my cheek suddenly and sharply , causing my head to whip away . " Still nothing to say ? I guess I'll need to be a bit more persuasive "  He walks away and comes back with a little knife . He reaches for my hand , and carves the word slut on my palm .  I stare numbly at the word , don't feel any pain . He starts carving many disgusting names on my hands and feet , some deeper than others . What did I even do to deserve these vile words. I feel light headed from all the blood loss . My eyes start shutting . Maybe this is it , maybe this is finally the end of my torture .