I am taking a run this morning along the outskirts of my vast property. My great sweats and hoodie already drenched in sweat. This is my escape, my way of chasing away the scene of what I walked in on, when we rescued Erinna last night.
Every time I close my eyes I see that bastard on top of her lifeless body, fucking her. I honestly thought she was dead, but luckily she was only knocked out cold. Her breath was shallow but it was there.
God, I would hate to be in her shoes when she finally remembers everything that Paulie did to her. But hopefully she won't remember the rape as she was knocked out. I want to be there for her, every step of the way, but I don't think she will want that.
I push my body to its full limits, my body picks up speed, my muscles start to throb and cramp at being overworked, my breathing pushed to the hilt. As I near the mansion, I ease on my pace and see three of my gaurds standing watch at the front entrance.
Huffing and puffing I walk up the stairs, "Sir" they greet me in unison and I nod my head in acknowledgement as I walk past them entering my home. Marco is waiting patiently for me by the foot of the stairs. He hands me a glass of orange juice.
"Good morning boss man" he greeted while walking beside me up the stairs.
"Enjoy your run, boss man" he asks with a slight hitch to his voice.
"Really enough with the pleasantries Marco, tell me is it ready?" I ask, straight to the point.
"Paulie is in the holding cell, awaiting your attention"
"Thanks. For now I am going to have a shower, give me an hour. I will meet you there" I say putting the empty glass back in his hands, before entering the room, closing the door behind me. I just need a bit of privacy to gather my scattered thoughts.
Arinna shuffled on the bed her eyes slowly opening before she quickly sat upright.
"Where am I?" she asked taking in the looks of my bedroom that is completely foreign to her. I stood in the dark doorway of my walk in closet as not to scare her.
"You're safe now" I say slowly walking out of the shadows. Even though her face is swollen, bruised and blue, her hair straggly and dirty, I'm still completely taken and lost in her beauty.
"Where am I?" she persisted again, lifting the sheets to cover her bra cladded chest. I just smiled at her sweetly before answering her question.
"Safe, at my home" her face paled even more, if that was even possible. "Rest up, we can talk more about this later. I need a shower then I have a meeting in my office. I will come see you afterwards".
I can see the confusion growing on her face.
"What the hell happened to me and how the hell did I get here?" she asks to my retreating back. I know I need to ask her questions about what happened to her with Paulie but I'm just not sure I could stomach the answers. So I let her questions hung like a heavy curtain in the room. It felt like I was being suffocated and I needed air.
I took of my smelly sweats and climbed into the hot shower. Lowering my head, I rest both my hands on the wall as the hot water runs down my neck and back to soothe my tensed muscles. The image of her lying defenseless under Paulie, running like a movie through my thoughts. I hit my first hard against the tiles "fuck" I scream hoping that the pain I caused myself would take that image from me, but alas that never happened.
I get out of the shower, after quickly washing-up. I drape a white towel around my waist and walk out of the bathroom, and straight into my walk in closet putting on black pants and a black top. I know I'm going to see Paulie after this and wearing any other colour would just be a waste of time and horrific to the untrained eyes.
Walking out of my closet, I look at Erinna, she is still so beautiful, but looking at those marks that marr her skin right now, only infuriates me and urges me towards the cell so that I could deal with Paulie once and for all.
"Don't do it" she says looking at me knowingly.
"Do what?"
"I can see it clearly written all over your face" I heave out an exasperated breath at her statement.
"If anyone is going to take revenge on that son of a bitch, it's going to be me" she says, finally getting off the bed. My eyes rake over every inch of her underwear cladded body, she shows no form of embarrassment at her nakedness as she walkes over to me. My eyes scanning the room for a shirt or something to cover herself up with as seeing her like this is very distracting.
"I can take care of myself ...." She starts to say before I cut her off.
"No, you have no idea what you are talking about. You have no idea what you are asking of me. I will take care of this, I promise you.
"I am not some fragile piece of porcelain, you know. I don't need to be protected. I can take care of myself". I am so uneasy at where this conversation is headed. I keep looking at my watch. Wanting to just get out of here.
"He is here, isn't he. Where. Where are you keeping him?" she asked no fear whatsoever anywhere on her features. She looked determined. A look I haven't seen on a woman before.
She looked around the room,
"Where the hell are my clothes?" Looking around but not finding anything or even waiting for me to respond, she walks into my closet and comes out, putting on one of my shirts and a pair of my sweats. She is busy trying the shirt in a knot around her hips, then rolling up the sleeves. Everything was supper large on her, but she looked delicious in my clothes.
"Where are you going and what the hell are you doing?"
"I am coming with you. You are going to him and I am coming to. You can't stop me".
I needed a distraction and fast. I needed her off this train of thought. I needed her safe. I didn't need her carrying this burden, so... I did the only thing that came to mind.
I kissed her.
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Erinna.
I awoke in another strange bedroom, untied and free. I'm tired and I don't remember anything after the last shot that son of a bitch gave me.
"Where am I?" the room is still semi cast in darkness, when I hear a voice, but can't find where it is coming from. "You're safe now" he says stepping out of the shadows. My heart skipping a beat when I realised it was none other than Giovanni.
He is even more breathtaking than I remember, standing there in sweats being all sexy and sweaty. After us having some more words, he heads into the bathroom and I hear the water turn on, I can't believe he is naked in the next room. I can feel the heat crawl up my cheeks as I shake the thoughts from my mind as he steps out of the bathroom. A white towel draped over his hips, my god he looks sinfully heavenly, water still dripping down his back as he saunters straight past me, making me swallow a really large breath. To see those muscles ripple and move as he walked into his closet. What a sin to be that gorgeous.
When he finally exited the closet, he was dressed all in black. The way he was looking at me. I find it real upsetting. I never asked for pity and I sure as hell didn't need it, not from anybody, especially him. I am a strong, independent woman. I will work through this ordeal, and be even stronger for it.
"Don't do it?" I say to him, knowing exactly what he has planned. I can see it written clearly across his face. His eyes hold nothing back from me.
"If anyone is going to take revenge on that son of a bitch, it is going to be me" I say finally making it off of the bed. The way his eyes traveled over my body gave me even more power, I can do this.
After talking some more and me finally putting on some clothes I walk towards him, defiantly. His smell engulfs me with every step I take.He will not keep me from doing this and he will not keep me from my revenge.
The next thing I realise is that he is attached to me, he moved so quickly and his hands are on either side of my face, his tongue begging for an opening. My lips slide apart ever so slightly, granting him access. His moans of pleasure rippling from our mouths, leaving the both of us yearning for more. I didn't want this moment to end. I walked us backwards and when the back of my legs hit the bed, he pulled away slowly breathing heavily. I looked into his eyes seeing the want and hunger there. He closed his eyes and when he opened them again the look was gone replaced by a cold look that sent shivers down my spine. A vision of him on top of me flashed through my mind's eye, making me shiver.
"I'm sorry" he said before stealthily walking out the door.
I am shocked, stunned at what just happened I couldn't believe he just left. What memory was it that I just had. I am so confused. I gathered my scattered emotions and headed to the door, testing to see if it was locked.
Unlocked. Great.
I needed to find him before it was too late. I run down and passage opening random doors to my left and right and come up with nothing. I run down the stairs doing the same thing to every door I find and still come up empty, with not as soul in sight. Where the hell could he have disappeared to so quickly. The last door at the end by the kitchen, was screaming for me to open it. It let down into the garage, everything looked normal. I was nosing around when I noticed that the one wall looked off. I walked closer to the wall to investigate and found scrapings along the floor. A secret door and it wasn't closed properly. So I entered.
It was a long dark passage. I could hear noises coming from the end of the corridor, walking ever closer I come to another door which was slightly ajar. I stood by the door and listened before pocking my head around the doorframe.
I see the same man sitting, tied up in a chair. Giovanni and two other men beating the seven sorts of shit out of him. I looked around the room and saw tools of torture on a table near the door and also on that table a 9mm.
I haven't been spotted yet so stalked
quietly towards the table, picking up the gun.
Giovanni takes a step back from the man.
"You have always been a valued part of this family, but now because of your crimes, to our family and towards me and mine, you have become expendable. Goodbye"
I pointed the gun at the man in the chair and pulled the trigger. Giovanni turned his head and looked at me with wide eyes and full of shock. I lowered the gun and fell to my knees.
Well my beloved readers, another chapter. So tell me what do you think so far. Is the pace still okay. Too much information, too little?
What do you think of what Erinna did?
How do you think Giovanni is going to react?
Well can't wait to hear what you guys think.
LYF
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