Trigger Warnings from the Author: This Chapter Might Contain Extreme Violence and Abuse. (NO SA).
“Who are you?” she asked. “Are you here to force me to eat your disgusting food again?” Gianna asked, sounding irritated as she anticipated for a response from any one of them standing in the dark. She was shivering from the coldness of the water and the chilly breeze grazing her skin, causing her pink, tiny nipples to peek through her nightgown.
Without saying a word, Leonardo and his henchmen stood in the dark, alertly observing Gianna. They scrutinized her from head to toe in her damp nightgown; her transparent nightgown clanged against her body, highlighting the curves of her slender physique. Her pink nipples puffed out against the thin fabric of her nightgown, which left no doubt that she wasn’t wearing any bra.
The four men behind Leonardo were staring at her braless breast. The translucent dress displayed the contour of her small breast and their eyes appeared to be drawn to her chest as they took in great detail of her breast with their dick throbbing. It was round and full and very tempting to touch as it stood proudly in her chest. The men’s eyes darted down to observe her well-sculpted body. Gianna’s thighs and curves were visible through the light material of the gown and they could see the thin, sexy blue pantie she wore through the wet dress. Their eyes traveled down her thigh, seeing how well-shaped her hips were due to the way she had clamped her thigh. The sight of her physique was tantalizing and enticing, causing them to lick their lips in lust without their boss, Leonardo, noticing them.
Gianna’s eyes darted forward; gazing at the tall silhouettes of those men in the dark. An instantaneous wave of panic swept through her, and she started to tug at the chains holding her wrist while keeping her sight locked on the manly figure in front of her. She finds everything about this place irritating, and all she wants is just to leave this disgusting place along with her mother. She isn’t fond of living in such a filthy environment as this.
Gianna’s heart began to pound rapidly against her chest in fear, thinking these men were here to violate her. She quickly looked down to discover that she still had her clothes on. That was a relief; at least they haven’t yet touched her when she was asleep. She has been locked in here for three days now, and she feels disgusted with herself. The only food that she was given to eat was sperm mixed with rice, which tasted bad and smelled awful. They’d come in with naked men stroking their cocks in front of her and releasing their sperm in the meal before she was given it to eat. She was unable to eat the food since it smelled like sperm, but she was forced to eat it nonetheless. Despite the food given to her, she still felt weak and out of shape due to hunger. She wondered how her mother was being treated by now, and thinking about it makes her feel nauseated, so she’d better not.
Gianna looked forward, trying to identify the hulky men who were observing her from the shadows, but she couldn’t recognize whoever they were. She took in a brief breath to calm her panicked-self down before turning her attention back to the man who stood at the middle of the men in the room. There was something familiar about him. She squinted her eyes to sharpen the focus of her vision, and it all became clear to her. It was Leonardo, the most cold-blooded and ruthless mafia of all time, the man who had invaded her family’s home and murdered her father.
“You monster, where the fuck is my mother?” Gianna yelled at him with all the vigor she could muster, her voice hoarse. She knew her mother was here and locked in a different room, but she needed to hear from him to be sure she’s still alive.
“It took you so long enough to recognize me,” Leonardo remarked, his deep monotone voice booming all over the place and his lips curling into a devious smile as he took menacing steps towards her.
Gianna could barely make out the sources of the voice through the darkness of the room, but the voice sounded familiar to her. Her body shivered when she saw him approaching.
Leonardo stepped into the light reflecting upon her, and his face came into view.
Gianna froze in disbelief and exclaimed, “You! You! Monster, I’m going to make sure you rot in hell”. She yelled at him, her voice filling the room. She started writhing against the restraint, struggling so hard that her body began to swing back and forth as her tippy toes started to skitter on the ground.
Leonardo sniggered, his figure towering above her as he watched her tender body squirm helplessly against the restraint. He knew she must be in pain, seeing how stretched her hands were toward the ceiling.
“I hate you!” Gianna yelled, raising her face to look at him with her blue eyes shooting danger at him while he just stared at her with a trace of mockery in his eyes.
Leonardo reached out, brushing her long red hair out of her face, and she shoved her face away to stop him from touching her. “Farewell”, he said calmly. “How about you satisfy my men by showing them your body?” he asked, and then she jolted her face to look at him, staring at him in dead silence for a moment as her brain was trying to process what he had just said.
Gianna shook her head. “No, please, no, please don’t”, she implored, tears welling up in her eyes. She kept her eyes still, holding back the tears that were attempting to stream down her cheeks so he wouldn’t see how desperate or weak she felt in front of him. She tried tugging against the chain, but it bit down on the skin of her wrist, deeply enough to leave her with bloody gashes along the chain.
Leonardo smirked, then turned to one of his henchmen standing behind him and said, “Knife!” He ordered, and one of them promptly pulled a dagger from his holster, approached Leonardo, and offered it to him. He took the knife from his henchmen and turned to face Gianna. His smile broadens as he approaches her, and Gianna begins to wiggle against the restraint, attempting to get away from him.
Gianna closed her eyes, unable to see Leonardo making his way towards her. “Please don’t”, she screamed, straining her hand against the chain attached to her wrist as he approached her with the knife, but to no avail.
Leonardo presses the tip of the knife against her chest, and Gianna flinches, feeling the coldness of the blade connected to her skin. He pierced it deeply against her skin, causing a drop of blood to seep out her chest and stream down her cleavage while she whimpered as pain seared through her.
Gianna stopped writhing, her body shook, and she held her breath as she clenched her hand firmly against the chain so tightly that her knuckles became white. She felt as if her body was splitting into two, and the anguish rising from her wounded chest made her angry. “I hate you! I swear under my last breath, Leonardo, I will make you pay for this”, she cried out.
Leonardo was gazing at her coldly, without a hint of sympathy in his eyes, as if he enjoyed inflicting pain on her.
Gianna couldn’t bear the pain any longer; she burst out begging, “Please stop! It hurts”, the tears she has been struggling so hard to hold in began to roll down from her eyes as she was unable to withstand the agonizing pains.
Leonardo paid her heed with his deft ears, unfazed by the agony on her face, leaving her helpless to beg for his mercy. “You said you would make me pay, so why are you begging now?” He asked with sarcasm in the tone of his voice.
“Are you going to kill me?” Gianna asked, her voice trembling with fear and anticipation.
“I think I should; after all, it’s either to be killed or to kill,” Leonardo responds, his voice dead and void of any emotion. With that said, he drew the cold blade down her chest, and she closed her eyes, expecting death to come upon her.