Mafia's Property

blood flowing out of it and it made me cry harder, on top of that, my side throbbed with a dull ache, and I feared they may have broken some ribs. They left me alone proba

move to lift my head."Let this be a warning to anyone who thinks she can play smart, I have no problem making you disappear, after all, I can replace you, I own each one of you, don't ever forget that." He said, the warning clear in his voice.The sound of heels against the floor drew my attention, but I didn't dare lift my head as it was forbidden to look the men in the eyes. A woman in a gold dress and bright lipstick made her way towards us. The gold dress accentuated her curves making her look straight out of a fashion magazine."You are late Victoria," the man with the bald head and tattoos covering half his body glared at the woman, jutting out the butt of his cigarette in her direction. She scowled at him in return, making a show of flipping her hair and rolling her eyes. In a second he was on her, his fist wrapped tightly around their throat, as he angled her face towards his, purposely blowing the smoke in her direction. Victoria immediately began coughing, as she struggled to breathe from the smoke and the hand around her throat."Hey hey listen, because I let you have free reign here doesn't mean you can disrespect me! Show some respect you whore!" He growled in her face, she kept clawing at

clock is ticking, girls!" and with that, we all clambered into the stalls, some sharing to make the most of the little time.Minutes later I was seated in front of a mirror as two women fussed over me. One kept pulling my hair, trying to force the wild curls into a bun, cussing whenever my hair failed to stay out, while the other dabbed concealer on my cheek, a large amount that I suspected was to hide the bruises I had gotten today, that she had only cleaned with a wet rag and antiseptic. I felt like an animal being prepared for slaughter. The makeup did a good job of covering my bruises but the more I stared at my reflection in the mirror, the more repulsed I felt, I just wanted to crawl into a corner and cry.The woman pulling my hair soon left it after deeming it presentable, to move on to the nex