47- Pressing One’s Boundaries - Part 1

Isabella

As dawn begins to rise am I ever so slowly woken from my beautiful dreams, not wanting to face the hard truth that is reality I fight against the touch as something soft yet gentle caressing my cheek. Allowing myself to nuzzle into the feeling I suddenly hear a deep thick husky voice as they hoover just above my ear before speaking.

“E ora di svegliarsi tesoro, abbiamo molte cose in programma per te stamattina (Time to wake up sweetheart, we have many things planned for you this morning)” whispers that same husky voice, their sweet Italian words ringing in my ear as they move to kiss my temple, my face attempting to hide within my pillow.

Annoyed by my lack of response, the voice moves to huff before deciding to yank away my soft cozy blanket, cold air now washing over any and all exposed skin causing me to jump. “I’m awake!” Bolting into a sitting position I move to rub sleep from my eyes, my eyes searching for the culprit who dared to disturb my slumber only to see Tony, a hint of annoyance and boredom now gracing his features as he moves to fold his arms along his chest.

“Let's go, move that sweet ass of yours. I already have your clothes set out for you within the bathroom. Lucus wants you downstairs for breakfast, he wants to have a little chat with you” remarks Tony, shooing me towards the direction of the bathroom, his hand swiftly swatting my ass as I move to walk by.

Yelping at the tap I move to narrow my eyes, attempting to give him my best death glare ever which only causes him to chuckle. His eyes daring me to protest as I quickly head inside, locking my door as I did, for I didn’t trust him not to follow me if I didn’t.

Once securely locked inside do I move to quickly take my shower not wanting to risk anything of the sort, I move to rush my morning routine, knowing that if I wasn’t fast enough that Tony would most likely come barging into my bathroom to make sure I was doing what I was supposed to be doing.

So impatient these men are, I grumble to myself, drying my hair and body with a towel once I had moved to step from my 15 minute shower my eyes landing on the clothes that were hand selected by Tony as I move to see a deep forest green pant romper along with a black braided belt, my undergarments also a deep shade of green to match the romper and while I moved to put them on I couldn’t help but groan as my bra and underwear were still made of lace. Uh, them and their lace kink.

Deciding to add a little bit of makeup today, I settled on some simple black mascara along with some dark green eyeshadow and rosy pink gloss all while pulling my long blonde hair into a simple yet elegant twist before securing it with a gold clip.

Happy with my look, do I move to exit the bathroom, Tony still standing in my room as he moves put on simple yet beautiful black flats for me before admiring the view, moving to stand, his lips finally land on mine for a quick kiss. Rolling my eyes I try to look annoyed by the kiss only for him to smirk as he moves to slap my ass yet again drawing out a yelp before moving to take my hand with his and leading me from the room.

When walking from the room I couldn’t help but notice that goon 1 and goon 2 were nowhere in site, making me wonder where they could possibly be as my thoughts are suddenly disturbed when we quickly approach the main foyer, Tony still holding my hand with his. Arching an eye over to him I can’t help but hear yelling coming from a different language, one that I did not know but from what I could tell they sounded angry at most.

Unsure of what was going on I move to focus on Tony and Tony alone, his face giving me one of “Oh shit” yet before I have a chance to stop what I’m doing, do I see it, something that I should not have seen yet did and now couldn’t control the emotions that were rushing through me as this simple action would forever change the way my life would progress for not even my own father would have done something like this with me present in the room.

For there, standing before my very eyes was Alex and Lucus. Both of them standing inside the foyer along with armed guards, my usual escorts present as well. But that wasn’t what caused me to stop dead within my tracks, no, for there directly in front of them were four unarmed men who were clearly on their knees as they now stood in front of two of my men.

Mind racing, I can’t help but see a bunch of tear stained faces along with swollen and bloody lips. The men on their knees whimpering in pain as each held rags within their mouths as their arms were held tightly behind their backs, each man trying to beg for mercy behind the rag just as Alex and Lucus both move to pull something from within their jacket pockets, each creating the most horrific sound to ever echo within my head.

POP!

POP!

POP!

POP!

Eyes wide and tears threatening to spill I all but witness as four men now lay lifeless on top of black marble flooring, the sound of gunshots ringing throughout the empty room has my heart all but race, a large gasp finally making itself known as I try to come to terms with what just happened.

T-They… They… still trying to comprehend what happened I don’t even feel it when Tony’s strong arms move to wrap themselves around me, pinning my body now against a wall once he carried me away from what just happened, his face inches from mine as he tries to get my attention, my breathing frantic as my eyes move to read his lip as my ears weren’t working and preventing me from hearing what he was trying to say to me.

They-They killed someone. Oh my god, they actually killed four men right in front of me. While in the presence of their own home. No, these men don’t care who they hurt, These men do illegal things all the time. I mean I know they kill, as they kill people all the time as well as hurt them, but me, I’m just a girl who loves to have fun with her friends and dabble in fashion, I’m no mafia leader, I’m no crime lord, no these men are.

Thinking back to Angel and Caleb, the pain I had buried deep within me suddenly comes barreling back, almost like an avalanche. A pain I had no longer wanted to feel as I suddenly remembered that this was not the first time I had seen them kill someone, no, yet just like these men, my friends didn’t deserve to die like that either.

Attempting to reign in my emotions, do I slowly feel Tony, his forehead now pressed to mine as I slowly learn that I was now having a full blown panic attack and that I should slowly follow his lead in terms of breathing. “That’s it baby girl, slow deep breaths” whispers Tony as he continues to talk me through my panic attack.

“Isabella” calls a voice, their voice soft yet gentle as they eventually help pull me from my thoughts, my breathing still rapid but slower as tears continue to flow freely from my eyes, my eyes shifting to see all four of my devilish men, men I secretly craved yet knew that from just happened that I would never truly be safe.

I can’t, I can’t be here anymore. I have to get away from them before I fall deeper in love with them than I already should.

Seeing each of their concerned looks for me, my heart begins to race, my body now pushing past each of them as I move to run, ignoring their calls for me to come back, my body now weaving through a crowd of people who were all attempting to cover up a murder as I let my feet guide me not truly caring where I went as long as I was far enough away from them.