The Mafias Angel Ordeal.

y head was aching sharply, and my pulse kept skipping a beat. The poorly lit room s

of the five or six men who were in the room with me and their shadows. My hands and legs felt abnormally h

, it's sleeping beauty." A guard announce

doing to me? I queried, e

ed and breathing heavily, but what could I do? One of them took off his mask, revealed his face, and grasped my face tightly like he almost wanted to pop th

on the news, I knew nothing about these men. Furthermore, these men's shirts had the same red logo and navy blue

's going on because even your father and his goons can't help you he

t he just said, I heard another sinister voice

her." He ordered in a dark t

p in her position or worse." He threatened, his voice sounding like thunder from a distance. It was the kind of voice that messe

He announced, positioning himself to take advantage of the lit

e as he stood over me. This man's look screamed old money. Would it be wrong for me to say that, de

are her for tonight. He ordered his guards with a velvet t

t me wipe your tears." He said, pulling out a white ha

ou obey me, this task will not be as difficult as it should be." He warned, pausing

y games with Clayton. Perhaps if you are smart enough, the conse

uestioned, quaking inside,

aid, mustering some bravery b

k my dad not to involve the police. My father is the owner of 'B.F.B.'. I'm sure you've heard of Blackwell Finance Bank;

d mockingly, his tone

lade. Your new owner, the longer you sta

'm a Blackwell," I confirmed whilst I looked down and spat on his shoe. H

I don't have to explain why you're here any further; if you're lucky, your father will fin

be taken to Cl

spirit in her; maybe after a night or two with him, this wildfire would be dull already. And knowing my son, after seeing a body like

"And he likes to fuck rough, but I'll ask him to go gentle, duckling."

I asked, starti

on," I shouted, sobbing, but a

t to be touched by this man." I pleaded, trying to crawl to him; however, his gua

mpt as I saw us take different pathways i

e grand crystal chandeliers cast a soft heavenly glow around the place. Each doorway we passed see

ined luxurious furniture. In the center is an intricate gold bed adorned wi

re done, the guards tied my right hand to the bed stand and left me t

illing reminder of my hopelessness as a prisoner in the house of these monsters. I w

ep voice called out from the ha

cavernous doors with its volume and vibration

sed and tie

racing in terror, my eyes wide with dread, and my ha