Loves True Crime: A twisted Mafia Tale

Chapter 9 Alexander

After making sure the piccola ragazza was okay I walked down the hall to my room, in desperate need for a shower. Finally reaching my room, I pull out my key and unlock it. Walking in I lock it right behind me, I just want a peaceful shower. I go to the bathroom and strip out of what I was wearing. I turn on the shower, making sure the temperature was just how I liked it before stepping in. Instantly the water begins to relax me, and it’s for the first time today. I let out a long overdue sigh of relief. Completely submerged under the water, my mind wonders back to the girl in the guest room. I realize that I don’t even know her name yet, but I have an unimaginable urge to be next to her. To hold her and make her pain go away. If only I would have been there soon help her, and stop it from happening. There was so much I could have done if I would have known she was in trouble. I finally decide to get out and deal with the son of a b***h in my basement. I grab my towel and wrap it around my waist. I let the water from my hair drip down my body as I’m walking into the bedroom. I walk over to my dresser and pull out a pair of briefs and a pair of black joggers. I don’t bother with a shirt, no sense in ruining a good one with blood on it. Plus with my neck, chest and arms covered in tattoos it makes me more intimidating and dangerous looking.

Making my way to the basement I pass one of my guards. “Romano!” I call out, he turns to me nervously. “Yes Boss?” He replied back. “I want you to stand guard at the door where the girl is. She’s not allowed to leave that room until I get back, understand?” I ask giving him a stern look. “Got it boss” he nods taking his position at her door. I continue my journey when the doctors orders comes back to me, I turn back to Romano. “If she does happen to wake up, she’s under strict orders to not be stressing or crying so make sure she doesn’t or you don’t cause her too.” “Got it Boss” he repeats. I pull out my phone while walking away, looking at the time and its three thirty in the morning. I groan and switch to my call log and call Rafe, my tech savvy guard. “Boss? Everything okay?” He asked concerned. “I need you to find out everything about the girl I brought home tonight. Get her name from Benjamin, the club owner” I instruct. “On it Boss, anything else?” “Have it on my desk by ten am.” Was all I said back before hanging up.

I reach the basement shorty after, and walk thru the cold corridors. The basement has black walls that are sound proof. The floor is made up of concrete which explains why It’s cold and dark down here. There’s one two lights against the walls that barely light up the basement. There’s three cells down here. I make my way over to Giovanni, who has been down here watching the bastard till I got here. When he sees me he quickly raise to his feet from the chair. Even though he’s my best friend, he’s still fears me. Which is a good thing, can’t have him or anyone in my organization thinking I’m soft. Or that they are my equal. So he knows how to act in when we’re out in public and when we’re inside the mansion. I sit in the chair that’s directly in front of the piece of s**t. He’s all prepared for me, hands tired behind his back sitting nothing but his briefs. Just how I like my prisoners before they are tortured. “Wake the f**k up,” I roar causing everyone present to jump. “What- where am I?” He wonders as he becomes alert fully. “Your last stop before hell” I inform. “Who are you and what do you want from me?” He beings to panic as he realizes the situation. “I’ve been called many names, but my personal favorite is the Devil's Head. And from you all I want is for you to suffer.” I spit out thinking about what he did. His eyes widen as he realizes just who I am. He shakes his head nervously, “what does the Italian mafia boss want with me? I have no business with you I’m just a truck driver.” You touched something that didn’t belong to you.” I explain as I punch him twice in the face. “You almost took something that wasn’t yours.” I land two more punches to the stomach. He groans and cries out in pain, “you must have me mistaken with someone else. I haven’t done anything to anyone, especially to the mafia.”

I step back from him and sit back in the chair. “I want you to think, think long and hard about the past couple hours.” He closes his eyes and try to figure out what I am talking about. After a few seconds he eyes shoot open as he realizes his mistake. “The b***h in the alley!” He remembers and I lose it. I begin punching him in the stomach and the face over and over. “You’re gonna watch who you call a b***h you bastard.” He coughs as he endures the pain. “Look man, I’m sorry. I didn’t know she was your bi- your girl. I swear I didn’t” he cried. But I don’t care, I don’t care that she isn’t mines. Well at least not yet, but that doesn’t change the fact he tried to r**e her. He touched something that was mine, and for that he must pay. And he will pay, he’ll pay with his life. “What were you planning on doing to her in that alley if I hadn’t shown up huh?” Thinking of an answer he starts shakes his head. “It was a joke man, I had one too many and went a little too far. I wasn’t going to r**e her God I swear I wasn’t. He tried to convince me of his lies but fails. I chuckle “a joke? You were going to r**e her as a joke?” I shout furiously. I turn to Giovanni and give him a look he knows all too well. He walks over to the prisoner and starts beating him. Punching him over and over again till I signal for him to stop.

“So because you was drunk you went too far? She’s laying in a f*****g bed with stitches in her lip and on her head because of your f*****g joke. Possible broken ribs and you’re saying it was a joke. It’s cuts and bruises all over her body from what you did to her. And all you have to say is you drunk too much!” My voice echos the basement. Getting up from the chair I walk over to Gio and he hands me my g*n. “Well let me show you how far I can go.” I threaten. “L-lo, look man I’m sorry, I wouldn’t have touched her if I known that she was with you. I was drunk and I was being stupid. I’m so sorry, I swear I am please don’t kill me. PLEASE!” He begged. I smile as I know what I’m about to do next. “I’m not going to kill you, yet. No that would be too easy for you. I’m going to t*****e you till you beg me to kill you, you know as part of MY joke.” His eyes widen as he realizes how much s**t he’s actually in.

Alexis

I slowly begin to wake up. I’m having a hard time opening my eyes and I feel like I’ve been drugged because everything is hazy. I sit up and my head starts pounding making me feel drowsy. I reach up to grab my head and I feel an ace bandage wrapped around my head. Wincing at the pain my eyes automatically close and that when it all comes back to me. I was attacked and I was about to be r***d. I was knocked out unconscious. That’s all I remember, I can’t remember anything else. I close my eyes trying to force myself to remember anything from the past few hours. Panicking I get out of bed but I freeze dead in my tracks. I look around and notice that I’m not in my room. Hell I’m not even in my apartment. Looking down at my self I don’t have my uniform on either, just a t-shirt that falls just before my knees. Going to the drawer, opening it to discover mens joggers I grab a pair and put them on. Looking around for my shoes I don’t see either I opt out of finding a pair since I’m clearly in a mans room.

Cautiously I make my way to the door, ignoring the urgent need to use the restroom. I’ll worry about that when I get home I think to my self. I reach for the door knob, not sure what to expect. I take a deep breath and turn the knob. Surprisingly it opened, I take a step out only to be stopped by a man. He’s tall, he hovers over me easily. He’s wearing a plain back t-shirt and dark blue jeans. His hair is black that’s combed all the to the back of his head. His brown eyes stare at me soon as he notices me standing in between the door frame. “Sorry ma’am but you have to stay inside the room. I’m under orders to not let you leave this room.” He spoke with a deep tone and blocks the door way with his body. “The hell I can’t, who the f**k are you to tell me where I can and can’t go?” I snap trying to make my way around him, unsuccessfully. “Please ma’am I don’t want to upset you, but I really can’t let you out of this room. Bosses orders.” He informs me. My eyes widen at his revelation. His boss? The bastard who assaulted me last night, he kidn*pped me as well.

My head starts pounding and I feel like I’m about to faint. I try pace my breathing but that doesn’t help. I look up at the guard and being crying and pleading with him. “Please sir you have to let me go. I was attacked in an alley last night, your boss tried to r**e me or even kill me. And now he has kidn*pped me. Please I’m begging you, I won’t tell anyone just let me go.” He’s unfazed by everything I just said, as if what I just said didn’t mean s**t to him. My frustration begins to mound and I’m beginning to lose the little patience I have left. I take a deep breath trying to calm myself. “Look man I’m getting out of this room one way or another, so stop being an asshole and just let me the hell out dammit.” I say trying to remain as calm as possible. “Can’t.” Was all he said and I freaking lose it, I start punching him. In the face, stomach and where I could get a clean landing. I then see a new opportunity and knee him in the balls causing him to fall to the ground on his knees. I take the opportunity to run.

Running down the stairs as fast as I can. I make it to the door, when I hear the guard yell and runs down the stairs after me. I look back to see how far he is to calculate my time. I open the front door with out looking and I smile thinking about my victory when I crash straight into a chest. As I stumble back I look and see the familiar face. And just like his chest, I’m hit hard when I realize that he was one of the guys at the club. I groan in annoyance and defeat “Where you headed to Princess?” He questions while pushing me back in the in the house. “None of your f*****g business, now move.” I bark back. “Can’t do that Princess. So let's just get you back to your room.” He says about to grab my arm, but I snatch away before he can. “Like the hell, I said I’m leaving and you’re not going to stop me!” I state beyond irritated at this point. All I want to do is go home shower, sleep and forget the past 24 hours. “I like to see you try Princess” he chuckles at me like I’m a joke or something. Done with this conversation I change my stance to get ready for another fight. I pull my arm back and go to punch him, but unlike the first guard I wasn’t successful. He catches my wrist in midair with a cocky smirk on his face.

“Let me go you son of a b***h!” I yell trying my best to get loose. “Chill girl, you need to relax. You can not leave here, It’s Bosses orders okay.” He says still not letting go of my wrist. I roll my eyes, I am so tired of this “Boss” and his f*****g orders and I haven’t even met seen him yet. Well he’s not the boss of me so to hell with his orders. “Listen your boss assaulted me and tried to r**e me at my job last night. And now he has kidn*pped me, I don’t know what game y’all are trying to play but he won’t be playing it with me. Understand? Now if you let me go I swear I won’t tell the police, and we can all forget this ever happened.” He looks at me confused, like he cannot believe what I’m saying is true. Then out of no where he starts laughing. He lets go of my wrist and continues to laugh. Irritated I take this as my last chance to escape. I punch him right in the face as hard as I can, but he’s not even fazed by it. “Damn princess will you chill out? You got it all wrong. That bastard who assaulted you last night is not the boss. My boss is the one who saved you from being raped.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. So the guy last night isn’t the same guy who bought me here? My head starts to hurt again and my vision starts to blur. The next thing I hear is the guy asking me if I was okay. I start to stumble as I get more dizzy. “Boss you might wanna get up here. It’s the girl and you might wanna call the Dr back. S,sh-she fainted.” That’s the last thing I hear before everything goes black and I start falling to the ground.