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Not that I mind being trapped with ‘Teo, in fact, I’m actually enjoying it. It’s no sweat off my back for me to sit here, comfortably wrapped up in the arms of my man trading kisses and sweet whispers to each other while being driven around and waiting for my other men to show up.
Although it would be nice to have an idea of what we’re looking forward to. At this point, all signs point to us being fucked. Not by each other, and not in a good way. We are living out a real life scene from a horror movie and everything is about to go bad. I know this without having to guess who’s behind it all. Getting creepily taken out to the woods mysteriously will likely never end well. No matter who’s running the show.
I’m not really that worried. I think if anything I’m more annoyed that they are cutting into my special date night. I’ll be downright pissed the fuck off if any of my guys get hurt.
At this point, this may very well be the most laid back kidnapping I’ve ever been a part of, so if their goal was to rattle me with the creepy drive, then they aren’t very good bad guys. They don’t even get points for creativity since this all feels pretty “by the book”. Even ‘Teo looks calm and happy.
“Why are you smiling? We’ve been kidnapped. You know this right?” I smile up at him in amusement.
“Well, yeah… But this time, I’ve been kidnappedwithyou. So at least I don’t have to worry about the what if’s. I’ll gladly get stolen if it’s with you.” He deadpans, and I can’t help it when the tears start rolling down my face - my laughter starts causing my sides to ache. He said it so seriously that I believe him. This crazy assholeishappy to be hijacked, because at least this time he knows he’s here to keep me safe. That’s how his mind really works. He looks at me with so much amusement and love shining in his eyes and I find myself, once again so thankful to have these perfect men in my life.
I’m still laughing when we roll to a stop. I’m wiping the happy tears from my eyes when the door opens. I snort another laugh out when the driver holds his hand out for me, like we’re at a five star establishment instead of a giant brick building in the middle of nowhere. This place even looks like the ultimate bad guy location. Perfect for spilling and cleaning up the messes left behind from the mob life.
“Eh, I’m good Joe. I’ve got a hand to hold.” I say as I pull myself out of the car and wait patiently for Matteo’s hand.
“My name isn’t Joe.” He says to me, like it matters. Fun fact, it doesn’t. Nothing about this guy is worth remembering.
“Don’t care. What are we doing here?” I ask, thankful I already had the forethought to move my knife from my boot and made sure it’s tucked away, concealed in the waistband of my pants.
“You’re here to meet the boss. He doesn’t take kindly to tardiness so let’s move.” He says, giving me a little shove into Matteo, causing the big man to growl.
“Calm my love, just breathe.” I say only for ‘Teo’s ears.
“Hands to yourself, hot stuff or I’ll have to let the big guy off his leash.” I wink, provoking him further. The lower level guys usually aren’t well known for their composure or capability of handling things without another person telling them what to do.
“Listen bitch-” Aaaand I’m done. I swing my leg around, landing a solid kick into the guy's chest.
Catching an opponent off guard is always my favorite. Men think that because of my size, I can’t whoop their asses. Ha, fooled you mother fucker.
I throw myself on top of him and knock him out cold with a few hard knocks to the face. Then, just to be safe, I stab him in both arms, the gut and both legs. Doing a quick sweep for weapons, I pull his gun and hand it to Matteo. He doesn’t have anything else on him so we leave him there to either bleed out or run away when he wakes up.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Alessandra
We make our way into the building, checking everything out to make sure we’ve got all of our bases covered. Knowing where the exits are never hurt anyone. From the looks of things, this is just a big empty warehouse. It’s genuinely just a brick building with concrete floors and concrete walls. We walk in on the first level, but it looks as though there’s a basement level as well and if anyone’s in here, that’s where they’ll be.
I suppose we could’ve left after I took out the low level bitch outside, but where’s the fun in that? If anything, it’ll just make whoever is behind this come at us harder next time and to be honest, I’d rather just take care of everything now.
Matteo stays close on my heels, protecting me from behind as I make my way down the stairs, it opens up into a big dark room, and when I see one singular light bulb lit, dangling from the ceiling, it directs my attention to a man gagged and tied up to a lone metal chair in the middle of the room. His head is bent down low so his chin touches his chest as blood drips down from his temple and is pooling on the cement floor at his feet.
I know that man. I love that man… That guy knocked out and bleeding all alone in the middle of the room is Ren. It takes every last ounce of control not to rush him and make sure he’s still breathing. My entire being is drawn to him like a moth to a flame, and if I go to him now, I fall into the trap and we all get burned.
Clap.Clap. Clap.
The clapping soundsfrom the farthest corner from me, shrouded in darkness. My skin prickles in goosebumps when I recognize the nauseating voice that accompanies the clapping.
“Ah, very good, mi amore. Not reacting to the ‘love of your life’ being held hostage and beaten within an inch of his life. You are most impressive. From an outside perspective one might believe you don’t care for him at all. Especially since you can’t manage to be faithful to him.” He glares past me to Matteo and instinctively, I put my body directly in front of his. That awful voice calling me Ren’s pet name for me almost makes me throw up, but I will not cower to this piece of shit.
“What the fuck Raffaele? What have you done?” I seethe.
“What? This? My grandson can take far more than this small beating. He’s been trained for this. Actually this entire set up is entirely for your benefit. Something to improve the visual aesthetic if you will.” The sadistic gleam in his eye can’t be my imagination. He’s getting off on the mystery and control he has in this situation.
“Excuse me? You did all of this for me? Because… I’m dating more than one guy? Do you have some sick fetish that we’re playing out here or something? Oh, I get it, you were hoping for a place in my harem. Sorry, all the positions have been filled. Indefinitely.”
“Tsk, tsk, you need to learn to watch your mouth around your superiors or you might find yourself dead… Or worse.” He cocks his gun and aims it directly at Ren’s head and I lose every bit of breath I have left in me.
“Calm my love. Just breathe.” Matteo echoes my words back to me from outside, and I wonder if I’d be able to actually breathe if he weren’t here reminding me, calming me.
