"Wake daddy dearest," the masked man said taunting and menacing as he held Mia's gaze. His words themselves were designed to inflict maximum emotional pain. The masked man's sadistic pleasure made Mia's skin crawl.
After the masked man spoke, the lab-coated individual opened the steel cart and removed one of the glass vials. The vial was filled with a clear liquid that glow with the light of the room. The lab-coated individual held the vial up to the light, examining it with a clinical interest.
Mia's eyes broke the contact from the masked mand and fixed it on the vial.
The masked man's gaze never wavered from Mia's face,it looks like he was intrigued by her beauty but don't be fooled he was looking at her face reaction. "It's time for daddy dearest to wake up,....and when he does, we'll begin the real fun." Mia could feel the blood rushing through her veins, trying to break out on her skin. A sense of impending doom seemed to have settled in the pit of her stomach.
The lab-coated individual began to move towards Mia's father with the vial of liquid held carefully in their hand.
Mia began to struggle against the restraints that bound her to the chair, her eyes fixed on the lab-coated individual as they moved towards her father. Her body was so tensed that her muscles were straining hard against the straps that held her in place. "Don't you dare touch him!" she exclaimed, while struggling in a desperate bid to protect her father. "I said don't touch him!" Her words were tumbling out in a frantic and panicked rush as she repeated.
Before she could utter another word, her face was forcefully grabbed by the masked man. His hand closed around her jaw with his fingers digging deep into her delicate skin.
Mia felt a searing pain as her cheekbone was pressed against the masked man's palm, the pressure was building and it threatened to overwhelm her. Her eyes watered as the pain intensified, her vision blurring at the edges. She tried to struggle, but the masked man's grip only tightened, his fingers digging deeper into her skin. The pain was like a white-hot knife, slicing through her cheek and jaw, leaving a trail of agony in its wake.
"Oh, sweet girl," the masked man taunted, he felt like laughing and slapping her for both her bravery and stupidity, her face was like a kitten trying to act tough around tigers. "I said you weren't in a position to make demands, hmmm." He was using only one hand to hold her face, but it was enough to render her helpless. Mia's eyes pleaded for mercy as the masked man continued to taunt her, his breath hot against her face. The air was thick with the scent of his cologne, a sweet smell that made her stomach turn.
Meanwhile, the lab man had reached Mia's father and was now standing over him, the vial of liquid held poised in their hand. Mia's heart was racing as the masked man was still holding her face tightly.
Mia didn't know what this monster wanted, or what they planned to do with her and her father. All she knew was that she had to protect her father, no matter what it took. She summoned every last ounce of pride on her and turned her gaze back on the masked man as she whispered, "Please... don't hurt him."
The masked man's expression darkened in annoyance as Mia continued to plead with him. "Didn't I say you aren't in a place to make demands?" he growled, his voice vibrating with anger. He pressed her cheek tightly, his fingers digging deep into her skin. Mia was sure that it would leave a bruise, the pain radiating outward from the point of contact like a shockwave.
The pressure was intense, Mia's skin feeling like it was being stretched to the breaking point. She tried to pull away, but the masked man's grip was tight.
Mia's eyes flashed into a glare and she spat out at the masked man, her saliva hitting him squarely on the cheek.
"Spits." The masked man's eyes widened in surprise before his face twisted in rage. He released Mia's face and his hand flys up to wipe away the spit. He's attention focused solely on Mia in fury.
Mia's heart began to race with anticipation. She knew that she had just made a terrible mistake, she had just provoked the masked man into a rage. She tried to apologize, tried to placate him, but the words died on her lips when the masked man raised his hand in rage and Mia realized what was about to happen.
"Smack" The masked man's hand connected with her face, the slap was so resounding that it moved through the room.
The pain was intense, Mia's cheek was feeling like it was on fire. Waves of dizziness wash over her as her vision blurred again at the edges. She tried to cry out, but her voice was hoarse and barely audible. The sound of the slap seemed to echo through the room, a harsh, jarring noise. The impact of the slap sent her head spinning, her brain reeling from the shock.
And at the same time, the lab-coated individual had injected her father with the contents of the vial. The needle slid into his neck and the liquid flowed into his veins like a dark and sinister magic.
Two sounds were heard, one was Mia's cry of pain and shock as she stared at the masked man in horror from the slap. The other was her father's groan. The two sounds blended together.
"Ahhh deeply inhales" Mia's father's body jerked so quickly and his eyes snapped open as he became conscious. His unfocused and confused eyes wildly looked around the room, blinking rapidly, trying to clear the haze from his mind.
The vial had contained a powerful stimulant, a drug that had been designed to wake Mia's father from his long and dark sleep. They had used a similar vial when they first kidnapped him, which was why he hadn't been able to wake up, no matter how hard Mia had tried to wake him. The memory of those desperate, futile attempts to wake her father flooded back, filling her with more despair and hopelessness.
Mia's father struggled to sit up well as he was also tied up in a chair, He was awake, he was alive, and he was going to be okay. Mia felt relief but it was short-lived, as the masked man raged filled eyes turned to her father.
"MATTIE LORENZO!" the masked man bellowed. The sound was like a physical blow, making Mia's father flinch. He turned to face the sound, his eyes narrowing as he took in the masked man's twisted features.
Mia's father's gaze lingered on the masked man's face, his gaze was still unfocused from the effects of the stimulant. But as he looked around, his eyes began to clear, sharpening as he took in the scene before him.
And for a moment, he seemed to freeze as his eyes flickered to Mia, who was tied up the same way as him, but her cheek was now swollen and her eyes were brimming with tears. Mia's father's expression changed, his eyes flashing with a mix of shock, anger, and concern.
Mia's father's gaze darkened as it lingered on Mia's face, taking in the sight of her swollen cheek and teary eyes. He seemed to be struggling to process what was happening.
"Papa," Mia smiled a bittersweet smile at her father, her eyes brimming with tears as she whispered with emotion.
Mia's father's eyes were onto hers and he whispered back, "Mia principessa..." (My princess...). A tear dropped down Mia's cheek as her father's words washed over her. He tried to move towards her, but his wrists and ankles were bound by thick ropes, holding him in place. He looked at Mia and his expression was filled with a deep regret. "Ecco, ecco, va tutto ben...." (Hey, hey, it's okay, it's going to be alrig...), Before Mia's father could finish his words, the masked man struck. He delivered a big punch to Mia's father's face, the sound of the impact echoing through the room. Mia's father's head snapped back to the side and his eyes widened in shock and pain. His nose began to bleed, a trickle of blood flowing down his lip.
"PAPA!" Mia screamed as she say how her father's body jerked against the restraints, but he couldn't move and he was unable to defend himself. Mia could see the pain and the fear in his eyes, and it broke her heart.
She struggled against her restraints, desperate to get to her father. She knew that she had to do something, had to find a way to save her father. She couldn't just sit and watch as the masked man continued to taunt and torment her father.
The straps dug deep into her skin, causing her to cry out in pain. The masked man shook his hand that he had used to deliver the punch in satisfaction. "Fucking Italians," he sneered.
The words were like a slap in the face, making Mia's blood boil with anger and hatred.