Filed to story: No Escape From The Mafia Kings Embrace
Marabella’s POV
It did not take the doctor long to discharge me, allowing Luca to take me from the hospital. Sergio drove us to the compound, as I was curled up in Luca’s arms in the back seat. The drive took about thirty minutes, since Luca’s land is so secluded. Sergio took us to the back of the property, straight to the front door of the compound.
Luca climbed out of the back of the car dangerously, the aura he projected was deadly. I, on the other hand, climbed from the vehicle clumsyly. Luca immediately wrapped his arms around me and took the weight off of my leg for me. “Are you sure about this, piccola?”, he asked in a murmur. I nodded my head, as I used him as a clutch.
Luca led me into the building and immediately down the stairs to the basement. A bloody and bruised dark-haired man sat tied to a chair in one of the first of many cells. “Goddamn, Luca. Is this a dungeon?”, I asked lowly. Luca chuckled, “Pretty much, bambolina (doll face)”, he said darkly. I could tell he was the ruthless Luca at that moment. It must come with the territory of where we stand.
Antonio’s eyes came up to meet mine. Surprise and anger flashed through them. “Didn’t expect to see me so soon after shooting me, did you?”,I smirked. Luca’s grip on me was firm, showing me his unwavering support. “No, I did not”, he gritted out. I chuckled, “Well, you’re a shit shot, what did you expect?”, I taunted, making the other men in the room laugh.
Antonio sneered, “You can’t have kids now, bitch. Can you?”, he asked, smirking as if he had won. The room fell silent, as they watched for a reaction from me. Luca released me long enough to deck him in the jaw. “Watch how you speak to my wife”, Luca growled. Antonio’s head snapped to the side with a sickening crunch.
“Joke’s on you, Antonio”, I growled. “You are a shit shot”, I reiterated. Antonio’s face fell, making me smirk harder. I drew the gun that I knew was on Luca’s hip, catching Luca by surprise. I stepped out of his embrace and drew the weapon, aiming at his crotch. “Tell me, Antonio. Seeing as I am not even looking, do you think I’ll succeed in hitting my target?”, I asked in a monotone.
“Wait”, Antonio said. I fired the gun, hitting my target dead on. Antonio screamed loudly. “Now, don’t ever try to take what a woman wants most in life”, I said. “You’re fucking crazy!”, he yelled. Ugly tears ran down his face. I knew that I was shaking, but I didn’t realize how bad until Luca enclosed his body against mine, his hand running down my arm to encircle my hand over the butt of the gun.
“Do you want to kill him, Mia Regina (My Queen)?”, he whispered in my ear. I thought about it for a moment, letting Luca feed me his energy to keep standing. “No”, I whispered. Luca’s arm tightened around my waist. “I want him to suffer a little longer, then I want him sent back to his lover with a message”, I growled.
“My lover?”, Antonio scoffed. “Yes, your lover. That’s the only way he would say you are his best sniper”, I smirked. I could feel Luca grin against my hair. “What’s your message?”, Antonio sneered. “Oy, I’m sure I just said I wanted you to suffer first”, I said, aiming the gun at his knee cap, Luca’s hand gliding with my movements. Without looking anywhere other than Antonio’s face, I fired the weapon.
“Fuck!!”, he screamed. “Let me take over, piccola. You need to sit down”, Luca whispered in my ear. He couldn’t be heard by anyone else, thanks to Antonio’s screaming. I took a deep breath and nodded, giving in to Luca’s request. He took the gun from my hand, and gently passed me off to Sergio.
“Come, sorella. I have the perfect spot for you”, he grinned. He sat with me on a padded bench that gave me an eagle’s eye view of the prisoner and Luca. Luca’s eyes were locked on mine as he unbuttoned his shirt, and took it off. He handed it to me, “Keep it clean for me, baby girl”, he smirked. I grinned sheepishly as I took it from him.
Luca approached Antonio with no remorse and immediately through another jab to his jaw. A loud crack echoed through the underground cell. “How do you feel about yourself? Shooting a woman with the intention of taking away her ability to have children”, Luca growled, as he picked up a hunter’s knife from a variety of weapons that were laid out on a table. Antiono watched Luca with wide, fearful eyes. “And how fucking stupid do you feel, knowing it was MY woman?”, Luca questioned, as he slowly drove the knife into his chest. Antonio tried to hold back his screams and whimpers.
Luca looked focused and fixated, as he toyed with Antiono’s chest. “You tried to take MY children away”, Luca’s voice was so low that I had to strain to hear him. Luca grabbed ahold of Antiono’s hair and twisted the knife. “MY wife, MY children”, he growled menacingly.
He pulled the knife out slowly and then slammed it into Antiono’s knee cap, effectively taking out his other knee. He screamed at the top of his lungs, finally snapping. “Please, I’ll tell you whatever you want to know. Please, stop”, Antonio pleaded. “Not until my woman is satisfied”, Luca dead panned.
Luca’s POV
I couldn’t stop looking down at Mara and grinning from ear to ear. She sat through and even participated in a torture session. It sounds horrible, I know. But, it means she is more than ready to be my Queen. “Luca”, Mara whimpered. “Yes, piccola?”, I muttered. “Can you carry me, please? I don’t think I can take another step”, she whined in a small voice. My chest expanded with pride. She actually asked me to pick her up.
I carefully scooped her up and carried her across the threshold of our home. Of course, because it is early morning, my mother was at the front door waiting, with pure worry written on her face. “Bella, are you okay?”, she asked anxiously. Bella? “Yes, ma. Just a little sore”, Mara lied. “You must be hungry”, ma said. “I made her eat breakfast at the hospital ma”, I said sternly.
