Episode 2
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CHAPTER TWO: SAVE ME
NEW YORK
"Please spare me" Someone screamed in pain, the man was naked and being tied to an iron poll.
"Ah!!" He screamed as another lash of the hot whip came in contact with his back.
"Will you talk now, or do I have to torture you more." A deep voice asked his tone deadpan with no emotion. The person was seated in a corner of the room, the area he was seated, had no light shining there. It was a cold semi dark room.
There was only one bulb and the light shone on the naked man tied on the iron bars, his back bared deep bloody bruises as a result of endless whipping.
"It's the last time I will ask." The deep voice said, he stood up from where he sat, his tall muscular figure was opaque and created a shadow, his face yet to come into the light.
"Santoro." the man cried "he sent me here to follow you and inform him about your every move".
The tall muscular man let out a deep chuckle dry of emotion, walking around until he finally came into the light.
"Santoro sent a little dog to follow me around, I am Angelo DeLuca." He smirked darkly. I expected better from your boss but it seems he will never be able to get it right".
"Please sir let me go..." the man that was tied up pleaded, crying bitterly.
"I don't do charity work." he stated blankly, bringing out a hand gun he pointed it at the naked man's head not even flinching a bit as he pulled the trigger.
The bullet passed through the man's skull, killing him immediately.
"Ricardo " Angelo called and a man came into the room immediately and stared at the dead body casually, then faced his boss with utmost attention.
"Get this trash, back to the headquarters of his boss" Angelo ordered dryly.
He nodded before speaking,
"Boss, Mr. Hector has invited you to his w***e house. He said something happening there might be to your liking " Ricardo informed him head bowed.
"And what exactly is happening?” Angelo asked, walking towards his car.
"An auction of girls.” Ricardo answered as he drove the car for his boss who was at the back seat.
"What do I need more girls for, I have enough to warm my bed and there is Lola" He started lighting a cigarette, he took a drag and puffed smoke into the air.
"Isn’t Lola, getting boring for you?" Ricardo asked.
Angelo only smirked, looking at his golden wrist watch wrapped around his tattooed wrist.
"What time is the auction ".
"It's around 11pm," Ricardo answered.
"Do you have information on the guest list?" Angelo asked, moving his fingers through his thick dark hair.
"It's an event for wealthy men only, as the top business man in the country you have a very special invitation.” Ricardo replied.
Angelo didn't say anything, he continued smoking, staring at the window of his car. It was midnight so only the street lights illuminated the city.
His business phone buzzed, which was beside Ricardo at the front, who picked it up to check who the caller was.
"Its Mr. Hector " Ricardo informed his boss who gave him a nod as a go ahead to receive the call.
"Oh Ricardo, is your boss there I want him to come to the auction.”
"What's my benefit of going there?" Angelo asked plainly, puffing out smoke from his mouth and nostrils.
"Oh we have the finest of girls available for your pleasure, just buy one and take her home I promise you, you won’t be disappointed.” Mr. Hector claimed confidently.
"And what if I am?" Angelo asked.
Mr. Hector laughed hesitantly "I know not to mess with the infamous Angelo DeLuca, I promise you won't be disappointed" he reassured.
Angelo let out a short deep chuckle "I am sure you know the consequences of not fulfilling your promise".
"I know not to step on the tigers tail" Mr. Hector responded.
"Good. See you at 11pm" Angelo said and then disconnected the call.
"So you are attending the auction ?" Ricardo asked rhetorically.
"You might just find something special there" He continued saying as he drove through the empty roads at full speed.
"Let's see.” Angelo mumbled puffing smoke into the air.
Awoken by the sound of rain and thunder, Rosetta tried her best to see past her heavy eyelids until she could barely make out the shape of a huge door in front of her. She blinked multiple times before pushing herself up from the hard floor. There was no form of light to illuminate the small place she was in, it seemed like the booth of a large van.
Confused about where she was and what she was doing there, she tried to stand up and look for a way out but the place was small and cramped for her to move.
Recalling what happened earlier, tears began rolling down her cheeks.
"Nana" she sobbed remembering how she was slaughtered by the thugs and now she was inside a large van and had no idea of what would happen to her.
The door of the van began opening slowly on its own, it seemed it was automatic and no one was outside to check whether or not she was conscious. They probably thought she was still unconscious.
Rosetta took the opportunity to escape, though her body was weak and she felt dizzy. She was determined to run away from these horrible people.
The ground was wet and full of puddles. Rosetta limped splashing in the rain puddles as she tried to move faster.
"Hey she's escaping " One of the thugs called out to the notice of his fellow goons.
Once Rosetta realized she had been caught, she used her last strength to run as fast as she could carry herself. She noticed that at the front part of the area luxurious cars were parked on tiled floors and the building was a well constructed one.
A man dressed in all black descended from an epicurean dark red car, he stood valiant and graceful, wearing a black fedora hat and long thick black leather coat. The strike of lightning brightening up the dark sky and a roar of thunder that followed, gave him a sinister look.
The goons were on her tail and she had no other choice, the man was the only one that could save her.
Angelo De Luca noticed a huge van parked at the back of the auction house as he was seated in his car, he watched from the window the van's booth opening up and a girl jumping out of it. He couldn't see her face, but from her actions he could tell she was frightened.
The men from the van ran after her as soon as they noticed she had escaped, he got intrigued about the girl for some reason but he put his mind off it, cause the goons would find her no matter where she hid herself.
The goons were fast and almost caught Rosetta but before they could meet up with her, she had landed herself in an ocean of trouble they couldn't swim in and they knew she would most probably drown in.
The girl held onto the long leather coat of, The Angelo DeLuca, the most well known and respected mafia men of his time, they didn't have the guts to go beside him and if he decided to kill the girl for her actions then so be it.
Getting on the bad side of Angelo DeLuca was akin to signing a death contract.
Angelo felt something pulling him back as he was walking. When he turned around to check what it was. He saw the fragile body of a girl holding onto the hem of his coat.
"Please save me" she cried out, pulling his coat more.
He couldn't see her face because her long blond hair covered it all. She looked like a weak being and he hated weakness.
"Look up" He commanded
She slowly raised her head, to meet a dark orb black hole like eyes staring coldly at her. He was very tall like a giant, his dark hair blowing in the wind making him look like a dark knight. Though she could not make out his other features clearly.
"Who are you?" He asked her as she wiped the tears that rolled down her cheeks, her royal blue eyes glistening in the moon light.
"Ro—Rose...." The girl could not complete her statement as she was interrupted by a man.
"Oh Angelo, you are here, let's go in." Mr. Hector said formally. Angelo was still staring at the girl, when Mr. Hector stood in his way.
"Let's go" He urged him, and Angelo gave him a cold glare that made him chuckle nervously, though he obliged turning away to leave.
"Please wait " The girl shouted and Angelo paused immediately as if the sound of her pleas was hypnotic, controlling his movements.
He wasn’t going to let her go.
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