Trapped

Chapter 5- Lo zio bastardo

Italian- Lo zio bastardo

English- The bastard uncle

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Beautiful, my ass!

There stood the man, the reason behind our misery. That large, bluff and ugly bastard. My 'f****d- up uncle' Roberto.

His scarred face had a wicked smile on it and his green eyes which were staring at me had the same wicked glint. "Well, well, welcome back, everyone." His voice was rough, one that of a monster's.

He walked into the room, his men following him. "It's nice to see you all again, Illidio." He smiled his terrible smile.

"Well, the feelings are not mutual." My mouth opened even before I could hold back myself. His eyes travelled to look at me. He looked straight into my eyes.

"Got a feisty mouth, huh?" His eyes went down slowly, stopping on my chest for a second and then continued to move down "Got a nice body too. Say what boys?" He looked behind at his men.

What type of uncle' is he? He is eye raping his own niece.

"Stop it, Roberto. Don't you even dare to look at her like that." My momma warned him. Her voice clearly showing her wrath.

He laughed, his head leaning back, as he enjoyed his time of the day "I see, the scared Nina has wings now."

"It's not the scared Nina now, it's a mother you are talking to. I've had enough of your bullshit now. Stop doing this, quit hurting my family, just stop it." She yelled at that bastard of a man.

"Shut up! Don't you dare raise your voice at me. Never dare to speak to me like that. I will certainly not let you see the next day of your life." His voice was calm, really very calm, but at the same time threatening. The threat was clear in his voice, and it was sure he will do what he says.

Then he took slow strides towards Asia, he stopped just right in front of her, not leaving much space between them. "Asia, oh my little, Asia." His hands on her cheeks as he caressed it with his thumbs. "You savior came at last. I don't have to sell you anymore, I guess."

Suddenly, she gasped, I stared at her horrified, because Roberto was tugging at her hair very roughly as he made her look at him "Are you happy about it, Asia?" He gave her and a sweet smile.

Asia shook her head, breathing through her mouth. He pulled at her hair hard, again. She nodded her head frantically "Yes, that's like my good girl. Sii sempre veritiero." And he released her from his tight grip.

He moved backwards, creating some distance between them. Asia was still shaking as she breathed through her mouth. That bastard turned towards me, he walked towards me, coming closer to me giving me his, very much ugly, smile.

"Welcome Home Andrea, I never actually got the chance to see your face, ragazza." His hands raised as it came closer to my face, his thumbs touching my cheek softly "You've grown up to become so beautiful, really." His voice becoming husky.

This filthy bastard "Keep your filthy hands to yourself bastard. I don't want it touching my face. I am not filthy like you." I warned him in a cold voice, as much cold I could make it. I didn't even recognize my own voice.

His movements were very fast because once his hand was on my cheek, now it was around my throat, squeezing it, blocking my air passage, making me unable to breath "Don't ever talk to me like that, never do that."

He shut his eyes, breathed in, and then he released me "You don't know me that well, ragazza. That's why I am not doing anything to you for calling me filthy." He smiled his wicked smile "Anyway, I have to use you in another way, that's why I called you here."

He brought his hands up and rubbed his palm one over the other, and looked around at us "So, who is ready for another marriage in this family."

What? Is he a psychopath? Oh, well he is.

"Are you ready to get your figlia piccola married, Illidio?" He looked at dad, still smiling.

I was so stunned to hear this, even dad was looking at him totally stunned. Like, what the hell is he saying? "What the hell are you saying, Roberto?" Dad was angry alright, he was very angry.

"I am saying just what I am saying, I am getting your daughter married to the son of a powerful Don, very powerful Don." He sounded like it was a very normal thing to say. Like he does this every day.

"Well, guess what? I am not getting married." I was acting really calm, as if I am not at all bothered by whatever he said. But, inside I was boiling, I wanted to kill him. Who the hell is he to decide my future.

"Oh, but you are." He smiled at me sweetly. His ugly, scarred face inviting me to punch him.

"Over my dead body you will be able to get her married." Dad yelled, he was shaking really bad. His breathing becoming labored.

Roberto pulled out his gun, moving it in front of him as if checking it out "Oh, I will be happy to fulfill this wish of yours." He kept on looking at his gun.

I moved to stand in front of my dad, shielding him with my body. "No, you will do no such thing." I yelled at him. I was scared of dad, I knew that bastard will surely kill my dad. I am not going to marry anyone. No, I am not. "And I am not getting married to anyone."

"Well, you will if you want to protect your family, you know I do what I say." He kept the gun back in its place which is his pocket "If I say I will kill them, then I will kill them." He arms crossed over his chest.

No, he can't kill them. He is just lying, he won't kill anyone. That bastard can't. "No, you won't, I know. You can't and won't kill them, you bastard." My voice shook.

"Try to keep a tight leash on your mouth, ragazza. I will try watching my words if I were in your place. You might be important to me. But, I won't mind slicing your throat if you insult me again." He gave that evil smile that could scare anyone.

I gulped as I tried to calm my breathing. As I looked around I could see everyone was scared. Everyone knew whatever Roberto said will become their date if I don't do as he says.

"So, are you ready to marry?" He asked.

As if he cares.

"You won't hurt anyone, right, if I do?" I was scared shitless for their lives. I won't let anything happen to them. I will protect them, I will protect everyone, that's my promise to them. I will do anything it takes, even if it means selling my soul to the devil or even selling my body for one.

"I promise, I won't kill anyone, only if you do as I say." He knew I was giving in and so he sounded happy, very happy.

"Okay, I am ready." I nodded and I felt someone gripping my arms tightly, I knew it was my mom and she was stopping from doing what's best for everyone one. She was asking me to be selfish, even if it costs her life.