My Mafia Ex-Husband

Chapter 21 -Cassandra

“Just a little fun, Señora Fusco.”

“Piotre, I said, unharmed.” Gustaf growled.

These two idiots were in a heated discussion about what to do with me until they got Santino to back down and resume illegal trade again.

I watched closely as both men argued. There was a knife on the table next to me. They forgot to bind my hands.

Well, stupid, I am not. I watched as Gustaf turned toward me and smiled. Piotre was a different animal. His face spelled nothing but evil.

“A little cut here, a little cut there. Nothing too obvious. She will not bleed out. Now, move out of my way, Gustaf,” Piotre hammered out.

“I think not. You will do what I say. I am in command here. Not you, you sadist! We need the shipments brought in my Santino to take him down. He really thinks that he is better than us. My father’s connections helped his father. He would not be here if it were not for us!” Gustaf yelled. It seemed this was a standoff.

Piotre scoffed, “Well, then I guess the señora here gets to deliver the message to dear hubby. Maybe I will really have some fun with her. She is beautiful. Have you seen her t**s? Her ass is phenomenal! I would like to taste that little piece of heaven.”

“No, you pig. She is a mother. We only use her and that is it!”

“Look you little pansy, I will do what I want, not what you tell me!”

I was not waiting for the outcome. I lunged for the knife that was on the table and just started slashing away. I got Gustaf’s hand as he tried to protect his face. I felt the knife rub across my flesh.

Piotre scrambled to grab my hands. He reached for my hair. I dropped my head, and I quickly slashed at his hand and face. He stumbled back, “Aahhh, b***h!”

“Right back at you scumbag!” I murmured as I kept slashing at him. He was scrambling backwards toward the wall with a window. He was not going to make it. I would not allow him to escape this s**t.

I turned toward Gustaf. He was lying face up behind the door. His throat was slashed open. His eyes were dilating as his bled out. He stopped breathing.

I quickly turned to Piotre. He was screaming and cupping his groin. I stumbled toward him, “You dare threaten me. Try to kill my baby. You piece of s**t. I hope you rot in hell.” I growled as I slashed at him again. He let out an animalist scream and fell to the side.

I stumbled back and got my footing. I took a deep breath and realized that I needed air. Fresh air. I was still a little dizzy from the tranquilizer that was in my shoulder. I reached back and pulled out the small dart. I needed to keep it with me for evidence and for the doctors to check on what was in it. I put it in my pocket.

I heard glass breaking and yelling. “Dona." s**t, Santino’s men. Thank goodness!”

I slowly started walking toward the door when Santino rushed in and stopped right in front of me. I have never been so relieved to see the man that I loved in my life. My eyes burnt with anger. I felt like we were in the middle of a circus act. I still have the knife in my grip. I dropped the knife as Santino rushed toward me. I made a huge leap into his arms where I felt safe.

“Tesoro, did they hurt you? What happened?” Santino whispered in hair as he held me tightly. I felt something wrap around my shoulders. Giovanni wrapped his coat around me and Santino led me out of the warehouse.

My adrenaline rush was wearing out. I started to shiver as Santino sat me in his car, “Baby, please talk to me. What did they do?”

“They shot me with a tranquilizer and put me in that smelly warehouse. The idiots forgot to bind my hands. Idioti. The drug wore off pretty fast. I grabbed a knife that was on the table and stabbed Gustaf first. Then, I slashed the other guys nuts off. I kept slashing at him until he dropped like dog s**t to the ground.” I grumbled. I was more embarrassed that it happened but more worried about my babies and Julianna.

I felt Santino checking my body for any injuries. I knew he was worried.

“Our babies? Julianna?” I asked.

“They are just fine. Gerardo got them into the saferoom at the back of the property.”

“Is everyone okay then?” I exhaled.

“Luca and Gerardo were shot. They are fine. How are you feeling? I need to get you to the hospital.”

Oh my gosh.

“I need you to hold me for a moment. I need to catch my breath. My momma bear needs to calm down. Piotre was going to cut my baby out of my stomach. But he and Gustaf got into an argument. Gustaf wanted me untouched. Piotre disagreed. I did not wait to see what my end would be. I grabbed the knife off of the table and just started slashing at both men,” I whispered to Santino.

Giovanni came running out of the warehouse. “Dona, are you okay?”

“Yes, thank you Gio.” I murmured as I tried to calm my body down.

“Boss, both are dead. Gustaf’s throat was slashed. He bled out. Piotre, on the other hand, got exactly what he deserved. He was on one side of the table and his balls lying on the other side. Dona, slashed his femoral arty. He bled out. Dona, may I see your hands please. I just want to make sure you were not cut. Blood pathogens could be very dangerous in your condition.” Giovanni smirked with a proud look on his face.

Giovanni had paper towels and rubbing alcohol in his hands as he checked my hands. I was so very grateful to have him as a close friend, hopefully a brother-in-law. I remember Julianna grumbling about Giovanni. She has had a crush on him since she was in high school.

I did not have any cuts anywhere, but we still drove to the hospital. The doctor examined me and, other than a mild headache from what they drugged me with, I was fine. We were told our baby fetus was fine. But the doctor suggested that I see my gynecologist for a sonogram, as he smiled.

I had an IV with vitamins and some medication to push out whatever knock-out drug was still in my system. I was so hungry, Santino said that he would make me something to eat. Absolutely, no hospital food. I giggled, and I snuggled into his arms as we headed home.

I needed to see our baby boys. Nothing, I mean nothing, will stop me.