A Mafia Devil and The Virgin

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I begin to border on unconsciousness and finally I go into a deep darkness. Th

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op shouting at the top of his lungs. I barely manage to find myself in a bathroom, not just any, this place is luxury everywhere. There is no longer

dows of a forced dream caught me. The only thing I

rembling, I'm afraid I'll get hypothermia, although at

t, get into the bathtub. "Sh

a shower alo

I was

e on my skin, but he shamelessly gropes me. He takes advantage of the situation, and for fear of receiving blows I re

ere won't be so painful," he says. T

doubt, it will hurt me anyw

chatter, my body to shiver due to the low temperatu

that it's difficult for me to move. I'll take yo

the place for a kidnapping. Everything is bright, modern and elegant. It is a bedroom that exudes pride in each element. I

alk, I'm thirsty, hungry... You see I c

od, just move for

s not, the purpose of the luxurious room is hostile, a malevolent objective that points out to me. There is a huge black plasma television, a divan at the foot of the bed, w

y things will happen on that quilt that will mark me, getting used to the idea from now on will not make the pa

bably already looking for me, maybe mom or dad think I'm dead. It's crazy not to get the exit, nothing comes to mind. My instincts were c

want to

clack,

causing heat is not enough. Aleksander throws me a white nightgown, nothing more. I will not demand underwear, it is obv

I'm losing the thread, the

bandage, I gasp, turning my head to the side. All the oxygen drains from my lungs when I run into

wets my lips gives me breath and the first sip brings me back to life. The doctor checked

bread. Its color is an intense red, I have no idea wha

s to do," he explains, leaving wi

uliar liquid irresistible. I sigh as I reach my fifth spoonful, deciding to try the bread and alternating it wit

huge four walls? I wish the course would stop, I wish I could escape. My eyes focus on the doorknob, turning it will

me, it still hurts, makes me helpless and ma

only weave hypotheses, false alarms. I seriously try to make sense of my kidnapping, but I can't find any connection between the Russian mafia and my f

thing that points to the reason. What if there are no re

, worse yet it appears with greater force, and I go back to pr

, that it is not the wolf. To my surprise, she is a short, young, soft"lo

gives me confidence, so I feel encouraged to star

. He barely smiles at me and I wonder if he unders

Alena, I'm just here to leave this in place of m

ey

I'm quite busy and I'm strictly

help me get out, I'm innocent, I didn't do anything

o the closet and arranges what he brought in his place. My heart beats hard, it beat

job, much less putting her life in danger by helping a simple str

pity, she is tied, without options

see it in you," I say i

through this, I only ask for discretion and to obey, young K

must be joking, Aleksan

sister; fruit of dad's marriage to Amber, the woman who has lovingly taken care of me for as long as I can r

ad me in his womb for nine months, but Dad has revived his mem

are people who could harm me. So many whys form a jumble in my brain. It is not nonsense to believe that a close fr

ins a q