My Mafia Madness 2

Chapter 7 - Delivering a Message

*** WARNING - Be advised that this chapter contains a scene with non-consensual s****l abuse. You have been warned... ***

Alexa couldn’t believe her bad luck.

Not only had she been surprised in the changing stall while wearing one of the most revealing outfits possible, but it was none other than Dante’s enemy, Alonzo Greco who had surprised her.

And now had her backed in against a mirror, cornered and helpless...

His large hand was still held over the top of her mouth, preventing her from screaming out for help from the men who were supposed to be watching and protecting her nearby.

Struggle as she may, the silencer being held at the left side of her temple reminded Alexa of just how pointless that idea was right now and she wisely chose to remain still.

“Have you missed me, gattina?” (gorgeous) Alonzo mused in an effort to further taunt her in this already unfortunate situation.

She merely grunted beneath his hand in response, glaring back at him through her narrowed eyes.

He chuckled deeply at her feisty attitude.

How he missed it.

“I see you still have fire in you… good to know.”

Alexa’s chocolate brown eyes flicked over his shoulder, towards the changing room door and he immediately knew what she was thinking.

“Don’t do anything stupid.”

He warned Alexa in a harsh tone, pressing the nozzle into the side of her head to get his message across.

“I wouldn’t want to have to kill your little friend out there… the cute little red head, what’s her name again?”

Alexa’s eyes quickly widened as they returned to him, filled with venomous hatred and loathing.

Alonzo merely grinned with satisfaction at her furious reaction.

“Now, I’m gonna take my hand off your mouth. If you scream, I will kill her first while you watch. Understood?”

Breathing in through her nostrils, Alexa who was still glaring at him, nodded her head to show her understanding.

“Good girl.” he mused softly.

With that, his large hand left her mouth and revealed a red marking on the surface of her face where he had been holding her with obvious force.

“Don’t you dare f*****g touch her.” Alexa whispered her warning harshly, as if she were the one in control here somehow.

Clearly, she wasn’t.

“That all depends on you…” Alonzo announced smugly.

Alexa noticed as he suddenly lowered his gun down towards his side.

His finger was still holding the trigger, just in case she was foolish enough to try and make a run for it, but at least it wasn’t painfully pressing against her scalp anymore.

She was thankful for that small favour at least.

“What do you want?” she demanded, being sure to keep her voice down.

The last thing she wanted was to alert the others and have them come barrelling in here, gun shots going off in all directions and innocent people being shot in the crossfire.

It appeared that Alonzo only wished to talk, so she would oblige him, still with great caution.

“I want you to deliver a message to Dante for me.” he announced.

She frowned, confused and baffled that he would even think to ask her to do something like this. Why her?

“I’m not doing anything for you.” she insisted sternly.

His playful expression suddenly hardened into one of solid cement as his already dark eyes became even darker in shade, narrowing at her audacity to speak to him in such a manner.

“You have a very smart mouth, gattina.” he pointed out.

Her frown remained as he spoke once more, lifting his gun up into view again. An intentional act of course, one to strike fear into her mind.

“Do me a favour then… call your little friend over here...”

Alexa’s frown instantly transformed into a look of pure terror at the thought of Willow getting herself mixed up in this deadly game Alonzo was playing.

“No.”

His top lip lifted into a small snarl as he suddenly lunged forwards, grabbing her by her right wrist and pulling her in towards him, pressing the silencer’s nozzle against the side of her head once more.

She grunted in a mixture of fear and frustration at the power he had over her.

Whether he would in fact kill her right here and now, she didn’t feel confident enough to gamble her life away on even a slight possibility.

Breathing heavily, Alexa looked him in the eye and swallowed her foolish pride for a moment.

Even if this man was nothing but scum on two legs, Alexa couldn’t allow Willow to be put in any sort of danger. She would have to play along… for now.

“What’s the message?” she forced herself to ask the question.

His smirk returned right away, the smug bastard.

“That’s better… tell The Reaper that his days running the City of New York are limited, as are his days walking this Earth. Tell him to keep one eye open at all times.”

Alexa chuckled at Alonzo’s apparently pitiful threats. She found them somewhat comical. Dante would also probably just laugh them off when he too heard them.

“Seriously? That’s what you want me to tell him?” she asked, her left brow lifting in challenge.

But perhaps given her current situation, this may have been a dangerous move for her to make.

Especially when Alonzo’s reaction was to grin from ear to ear right back at her afterwards.

“You don’t appear to be taking my threats too seriously, gattina…”

He trailed off, his eyes roaming down the length of her body as he held her in place before him.

His eyes stopped for a moment on her perfectly cupped breasts which looked incredible in the red lacy bra she now wore.

Then they continued on downwards.

Once again they stopped, this time fixating on her red lace thong as Alonzo took in the enticing sight while licking his lips sinfully.

Alexa immediately froze up at his mannerism, sensing obvious danger emanating from him.

Suddenly she felt as if taunting him might have been a terrible mistake.

“Perhaps I should remind you of just how serious I am.” Alonzo remarked deeply.

Before she could voice a reply or even react, the clearly larger, more powerful man released her arm and instead wrapped his hand around her throat, pushing her up against the cold surface of the mirror with a soft ’thud’.

Alexa’s eyes widened in shock and fear as she felt his large fingers pressing around the base of her throat and she used both hands to try and free herself from his hold.

Her fingers worked desperately to try and pry his hand off her, though he apparently had one hell of a good grip on her.

She struggled pointlessly against his hold, her brows furrowing together as she suddenly realised just how much trouble she was in right now.

Surprisingly, he did something unexpected next.

He holstered his gun.

She watched him doing it, confused by his actions but not at all about to complain about it. No gun meant not getting shot in the head.

But, what he did next however, she would definitely be in a position to complain about.

“You know, I too enjoy a woman with spirit, Alexa…”

Alonzo spoke with his deep, husky voice, hinted with a heavy Italian accent as he spoke to her confidently.

As his eyes remained fixated on hers, he brought his free hand across to run his pointer finger down the side of her face, intentionally slowly as he continued to talk.

“From the moment I saw you in that photo, I wanted you…” he went on to taunt her.

“...I knew that it was only a matter of time before I would eventually get to f**k you.”

“In your… dreams!” she choked out, feeling suddenly lightheaded from the lack of oxygen to her brain as he continued to squeeze.

His finger traced down from her chin to her neck before reaching her collarbone and continuing on down over the curve of her right breast.

She whinged as he did this, frowning at her lack of control and unable to meet his eyes now.

“Does this turn you on?” he menaced softly.

“f**k you.” she managed to spit the words defiantly back at him.

She could feel his deep chuckle vibrating through the hold he had on her neck and the feeling of his finger tracing lower and lower.

It moved down her belly, towards her pelvis and finally, in between her legs.

Her eyes instantly widened.

Now she whimpered like a sad little puppy, her gaze meeting his with an expression of desperation as she shook her head, begging, pleading for mercy without the use of words.

“How about now?” he questioned with a sinister smirk.

At that very moment he had skilfully pulled her thong aside and inserted his long finger inside her, causing her to gasp and tense up her entire body in shock at the violation.

His growling grin was evidence of how much he was enjoying her reaction to what he was doing to her.

Alexa felt as he began pumping his finger in and out, over and over while she pointlessly struggled to free herself from his vice-like choke hold.

“Please…”

She practically breathed out the word as she closed her eyes, both her hands scratching and clawing at the long fingers wrapped around her throat.

“Shhh…” he soothed, tilting his head and leaning in so that he was now breathing down her the side of her neck.

“f**k you feel good.”

By now Alexa was finding it harder and harder to breathe and her eyes were slowly closing with each passing second.

The fact that Alonzo was doing what he was to her wasn’t Alexa's main concern right now.

She needed air!

Suddenly, a voice called out from the other side of the door, right in time.

“Hey Lex, you need any help in there honey?”

It was Willow.

Looking down, Alexa could clearly see her two feet down at the large opening of the bottom of the changeroom door.

“Do you need me to go grab you anything else? Maybe a different size?” Willow continued to check in.

Hearing the interruption and coming to realise just how dangerous it could be for him right now, Alonzo retracted his finger from f*****g her and quickly pulled out his gun again.

His other hand moved from being wrapped around her neck to covering her mouth a second time, as he leaned in right in front of her.

Their faces were mere inches apart as he whispered his words of warning to her.

“Remember, one wrong move and your friend’s dead.”

Alexa, who was thankful for the chance to breathe once again, nodded her head and cleared her throat as she quickly thought up a reply that would send Willow away to somewhere much safer than here.

“I'm fine. Hey Will, you know that red set I showed you just before? Think you can find it in a smaller size for me to try on?”

Alexa intentionally challenged her friend while still keeping her eyes on the man holding the silencer, now with it aimed directly at her head.

“Yeah, sure. Be right back.” Willow replied eagerly before the sound of her feet padding away could be heard.

Once again, they were alone and Alexa's heart sank with despair.

“I can’t wait for Dante to put you in the ground.”

Alexa suddenly broke through the silence with a unmistakably ruthless tone to her voice.

She was pissed, and rightfully so.

Alonzo didn’t take her message to heart, instead he chuckled deeply before replying to her.

“Be sure to pass that message on for me.” he reminded smugly.

“I’ll see you again soon, gattina, so we can finish what we started here…”

With that he gave her a playful wink, turned and slipped back out of the change room stall, leaving her alone to try and process what had just happened to her.

As the door closed behind him, Alexa quickly rushed forwards and locked the door to the stall, then stepping back defensively and breathing rapidly as the panic began to set in.

Her breathing quickened and she felt her heart aching.

She couldn’t hold back the cascade of tears as they barged through.

Holding her hand over her mouth, she began to cry softly beneath it, while falling to her knees on the carpeted floor of the change room.

Her sobs were soft and filled with helplessness.

She felt horrible, humiliated and above all, violated for a second time.

And worst of all, Dante was nowhere nearby...