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I think of biting his finger off or pissing all over him. Anything to make it stop.
His grimy finger starts by my lip and slowly reaches down my neck… toward my breast. His weak legs struggle to crawl onto the bed.
I’ll never come back from this…
“See, sweetheart? It’s not so ba—”
Bam!
The closet explodes open, and to my shock and awe, Donny is there, standing straight with a long, silenced pistol in hand pointed straight at the bodyguard’s head.
Fffthmp. A shot goes off and blood splatters against the doorframe before anyone can react.
Fffthmp.
I scream when the second shot sends Gio flying off of me and the bed.
Donny stomps out of the closet with the same cold expression he’s worn all day.
“I told you, Ellie. No one will ever touch you again.”
My mouth hangs open as my savior swoops to the other side of the bed to see Don Giovanni’s face twisting in pain.
“You shot me, you ungrateful little prick!” Gio sneers, holding his arm.
Donny stands over his father, gun pointed at his forehead. He’s infinitely more menacing than the old prick now. But then I remember…
“Donny,” I barely find my voice. “Aren’t there normally two bodyguards?”
Gio smiles. Then laughs. “You’re a dead man, my boy. If you don’t put that gun down now, you’ll be, ahh—” he screams when Donny steps on his arm.
Another gunshot goes off downstairs. A loud one.
Donny smirks. “No one’s coming to save you, Pop.”
Gio smiles angrily through the pain. He spits at Donny. “Weak. You and Enzo were always weak. He ran away like a pussy. And you, hah! You think you’re holier than thou… Like some fucking shining knight.”
Donny’s brow furrows.
“It should’ve been Al and Francesco at my sides… not… you.” He gestures to his brick house of a son standing over him.
I take a deep breath when I finally accept that Donny is in control. There is a form of justice in this world. His name is Donny Valentino.
“Enzo’s alive?” Donny says in shock. “We went to his funeral.”
Gio cackles. “This gavone will believe anything put in front of him. Course he’s alive. You think I’d let the Matteos have him for the crime he committed? I’m your fucking father, Donny boy. I protect my own!” He beat his chest with his working arm.
Donny shakes his head in disbelief, then straightens the gun again. “I got news for you, Pop. You just tried to rape my woman. That’s right. Ellie Rigiano is mine now. Not my fucking prisoner. Not my fucking maid. She’s my woman. Something you’ll never in your fucking life understand.”
“You pussy.” Gio laughs at Donny, still squirming on the floor.
“Those are some strong last words. You’ll be remembered for your candor.” Donny looks at me and nods at the pillow beside me.
I throw it and he catches it.
“Sorry to say. You won’t have your revenge against the Rigianos. You won’t live to see the Shadow’s daughter sold off. The Valentinos will be the lords of the underworld, but not your way. Never your way. Say goodbye.”
Gio tries to rise, but Donny drops the pillow down on his face and presses the gun over it.
