Lucifer's Heir (CLASH OF THE MAFIAS)

MAZE'S POV "What is it you are wearing, you b***h!!?" Calan roared and slammed the door immediately. I ransacked my dress as though I didn't know what I already wore. "Ummm I umm sorry, Calan" I stuttered with a trembling voice. His eyes pieced right through my Nordic true sapphire eyes. " I have warned you never to wear pink coloured clothes, not even your underwear. Tell me one good reason I shouldn't rip you into shreds?" He snarled and advanced me slowly with a firm scowl which made my heart sprint. I took steps backwards and my hands trembled tremendously. " I am really sorry, I forgot" I shuddered with tears rolling down my cheeks. He moved towards me, removed his tux and loosened his tie. My heart pounded so fast because I knew what was coming for me. " You forgot!" he snickered and folded the sleeves of his dark shirt. My orbs widened as I watched him do it. " I am really sorry, Calan. Please, I swear, I won't do it again. Please just give me this one last chance.". I whimpered and folded my hands. I finally stuck to the wall and had no other place to go. My whole body was cold and I shook like a drenched bird. Calan was now in front of me and his ferocious stare was eating deep into my soul. My lips quivered and became damp, while my hands shivered. " How dare you go against my orders, you cunt!!!" He thundered and grabbed my cheeks, pressing so hard and deep, making a forced dimple sign on my cheeks. He pulled me and flung me to the floor. I crashed down like a fallen lioness and crashed my forehead on the wall and my skin tore. My hand bashed the ground, which caused a bruise amongst the numerous bruises and injuries I had already incurred from the hands of this maniac. "I am sorry, Calan, ple….." I was still begging and weeping when Calan kicked me on my stomach like a ball. "Since this is what you want, I am going to gladly give it to you, since you can't listen to my instructions. A very simple instruction, don't wear pink, but you'd never listen, stupid dog" He snarled and placed his hands on his belt whilst I was still weeping and crawling on the floor like a half dead zombie. " Just one simple instruction, don't wear anything pink, but then you always want to show me how stubborn you can be, forgetting that you are really stupid and worthless" he cussed and finally pulled out his belt. " Please Calan, please." I begged and staggered about to get off the floor, when he lashed his girdle on my fragile and shaking legs. " Ahhhhhh, Calan, please, please " I blubbered and rubbed my palms around her legs, whilst tears steamed out of my eyes. A bruise immediately surfaced. I rolled on the floor and my pink wrap dress became tattered while I was battered. " No, let's play the game of stubbornness and let's see who will win,worthless cunt." He sneered and whipped my hand this time, sternly. I wailed out loud in pain. For someone who has been going through this kind of cruel treatment for quite a while, you'd think I should have adapted to the constant torture, but it keeps getting worse each passing day. "Will you default my orders again???" He roared, as he kept slapping me over and over and over on my cheeks, making my head bang and my face swell. They were resounding slaps that could cause loss of memory. Blood oozed out the side of my lips and a bruise around the right side of my forehead. " Please, Calan" I pleaded with a faint voice and slowly losing the little strength remaining in me, trying to block his slaps and punches. "You daughter of scumbag. b***h!!!!" He cussed and got off and spat on me. The room was tense and we were all sweating profusely. His shirt was soaked with sweat and his forehead wasn't left out. He bolted out of the room, leaving me on the floor as I cried with my face facing the floor. ************ "Good day ma'am, breakfast is ready" This voice snapped me out from my oblivion, whilst I laid on the bed. I rolled my eyes and flipped them open, slowly remembering last night's brutality of the one who called himself my husband. I caught a glimpse of Linda, standing with a bitter unbroad smile on her face. " Good morning", I breezed, and managed to pull myself up from bed. I was still totally naked after the later forced s*x he had with me after the beating. I had no shame about being naked in Linda's eyes because I had been so brutalized that I had no secrecy about my unclad state. " How was your night, ma'am?" "Umm hmm" I mumbled with a heavy sigh. I saw the look of pity on her face, but then she had no way to help me out. The last time she tried to help me escape, I was caught, but then I didn't rat out that she was the one who tried helping me escape despite the grotesque torture Calan made me go through. "Calan and Ryder went on a trip, '' she spat. My eyebrows raised and spontaneously a sigh escaped my lips. " Really?" I asked with my countenance a little brightened. " Yes, they left this morning and they will be back in a week," she said. I sighed heavily again, actually happy that at least I would be a free bird for a week. " Okay" I said. She nodded and made her way out of the room. I locked my eyes and opened them again. I stared at my body, which was nothing close to how I was some years back. It was filled with bruises and scars which I incurred from Calan's brutality. I took a gaze at my private region and saw the bruises I incurred yesterday due to the rough s*x I had with Calan. I managed to get hold of myself and went to the bathroom for a shower to at least wash out Calan's stench. I returned into the room, and wore a long-sleeved green turtle-neck gown. I was relaxing on my bed, with the whole silence I enjoyed due to the absence of Calan and his right-hand man, Ryder, before a loud stir broke downstairs. "Ma'am, please get up, we have to leave now" Linda bawled, trembling. She was fidgeting and I also quickly sprung up on my bed, looking confused. " What's wrong?" I quizzed with my eyes wide and my hands shaking. " We are under attack, we need to leave now!!" She snapped. Before we could decide what next step to take, the door was slammed open. Three muscular men matched in, two with pistols and the other with an AK 47. '` Where is Calan!!??"one of them shouted. I was confused and tears rolled down my eyes. I slammed to the wall and pressed it tightly. " I, I . Do, don't know, please" I stuttered. They all walked in with angry faces. "How dare you lie to me, where is Calan!??" He roared again, now standing in front of me and grabbing my hair firmly, pulling my neck backwards. " Ma'am is telling the truth, Sir Calan traveled this morning and we do not know where he went to" Linda rapidly spoke. " Oh, so you are his wife?" He smirked with an angry contorted stare. I was literally trembling just staring into his scary face which had a scar that drew vertically on his forehead. " Yes I am," I muttered, covering my face with my hand. " Run now Madam!!!" Linda screamed after she pushed the man who held me. I jumped on the bed and managed to dodge the other two who were caught off guard. I bolted out of the room and ran with so much energy, headed downstairs. My heart was beating so loud, it nearly burst out of my chest. I saw one of the guards' bodies on the floor, in the pool of his own blood with a shot to the head. The whole situation got the better part of me and I misstepped, which made me lose my balance. I crashed and banged my head on the floor.. " Ahhh" I wailed in pain and struggled to get back up, now feeling a little dizzy due to the fall. I managed to get up but before I could waltz out, I felt a grip on my shirt. " Let go of me. '' I ordered and tried to fight him with my worthless punches. He frowned at me and delivered a firm slap to my face which made me fall to the ground. " Come with me now!!" He grabbed my shirt firmly " You think you can run"! He snapped, dragging me by my shirt. I was still on the floor while he pulled, making me brush my skin on the floor hard. "Get her up now!!" There was a bawl from the one who seemed to be the leader that had the scar on his forehead. I was dragged up and now facing Linda, who was also in custody and crying. " You both think I came here to play, right?" The scarred man asked. He took bold steps towards me. " Let go of the ma'am, she is telling the truth!!" Linda screamed. "Just shut up, your voice is now noise to me" the scarred man bawled. He swiftly turned and shot Linda right on the right side of the chest close to her breast. " Linda!!!!" I screamed as I watched her lifeless body fall to the floor. I struggled to go meet her but then I was abruptly stopped by the bang of a gun to the center of my head, which made me pass out……..