120- Story Time – Part 2
Isabella
FUCK ME! Scrunching my face from the pain do I move to open my eyes. My eyes moving to see what he had done to me only to see the scalpel now lodged within my right arm. Fucking bastard!
“No” replies Lucia, a little calmer than Antonio as he stood there and watched as he moved to lash out at me. “They found Dario’s house engulfed in flames. His entire family trapped within the burning building except for them while Caterina, Luca and a few of their men all stood there and watched, the men laughing as the house burned to the ground.”
Quick to keep my mouth shut this time around do I move to bite my tongue instead. The taste of blood now filling my mouth as I do. “Luca of course attempted to play innocent, even going as far as to deny that he had anything to do with it. But Dario wasn’t stupid. Dario knew it was them and he wanted revenge, so he moved to attack Caterina. Stefano attempting to stop him, but couldn’t, as Dario slowly moved over to them. The men from Luca’s group now beating the crap out of him while Stefano attempted to help his brother. Luca watching without lifting a finger.”
Returning to the scalpel does Antonio move to yank it free. Another scream rising as blood now oozed down my arm. Lucia still talking even as Antonio busied himself before me.
“Dario of course was always a smart man along with Stefano and together with Stefano’s help did the two of them spend all of their free time investigating Caterina’s family. The law refusing to help them as Caterina’s family owned the law so together they took matters into their own hands. By doing things the illegal way.”
Forced to pause within his story do I suddenly scream. Antonio having applied another round of gunpowder to my arm before doing like he did with my leg and lighting it on fire. Cauterizing the hole he had given me. My body feeling like a piece of meat that’s been thrown into a fire and left unattended.
Mother fucker cunt sucker!
Gritting my teeth does Antonio move to pick up from where Lucia left off, Antonio finally placing the scalpel down upon the table as he moves to pace. Pacing like a shark who was looking at its last meal.
“Of course, knowing that the law was basically useless to them do Dario and Stefano move to seek out help from the next largest family known to all. The Caruso’s. And after joining their family and both climbing the ranks did Dario and Stefano both become one of the most powerful and bravest men within the Caruso crime family. Until, one day, they were noticed. The Boss having seen their potential and hard work from within promoted them. Even rewarding them for all of their hard work. But it wasn’t until Dario and Stefano were both standing before the Boss that both noticed who he actually was. Their Uncle. Dario’s mother having been a triplet at birth led to each of them eventually marrying and each going their separate ways once older. Stefano’s mother and second twin of the triplets moved to marry Stefano’s father while the third sister moved to marry into the Caruso family. Both of them unaware until now.”
“Then over the next several years, Dario, Stefano and their Uncle worked long and hard on devising a battle plan. A sinister one. One that would eventually start a war between all the families within the crime world. For each family was slowly growing in power. Yet, none of that mattered as Luca and Caterina eventually married while Dario went on to marry Rosalia and Stefano went on to marry a beautiful woman named Xenia. Each women giving each of the families beautiful children while the men went on to become groomed for taking over the family businesses.”
“But then, one night, everything changed. Luca had gone too far. Overcome by power and hate for those around him did Luca move to attack the other families. Luca moving to attack both Dario and Stefano while at each of their son’s baptisms. A low blow if you will. As children are always off limits. Yet sadly neither child survived and many of the family members died as well that day.”
Carefully listening to both as Antonio and Lucia continue to tell their story does Antonio finally move to stand in front of me finally. My eyes catching something that resembled a whip. A whip made of 9 tails with sharp metal ends. A whip designed to hurt. Where unlike sensual whips that Lucus and the others liked to use were designed for pleasure not pain. Moving to brace myself for impact do I wait for the blow. A piece of me knowing that it would hurt once it made contact.
Then, as if in slow motion do I feel the sharp smack of the whip. My skin burning as the whip echoes within the room. A stinging sensation filling my body from where the whip continued to hit me. Hitting me anywhere that it could but not limited to my neck and chest. My shirt tearing from each hit as blood began to ooze from around each mark.
“Ouchy” I mutter, darkness now moving to claim me the longer I’m subjected to the pain. My body weak from all the blood loss from where I had been stabbed by the scalpel. Tears threatening to fall from within my eyes as I attempt to hold them back and fail.
Antonio continuing to lash out at me with the whip as the whip continues to bite into my flesh. The whip hitting my chest, neck, arms and legs without any remorse.
Blood oozing as red welts began to form while Lucia moves to grab at Antonio’s arm. Forcing him to stop as both watch me as I soon fall prey to the darkness. A darkness I welcomed like a warm blanket if it meant not having to look at each of their faces for a while or ever if I could help it.
My heart yearning for that of Lucus, Grant, Tony and Alex. My men.
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