Chapter 22
Alessia Guzman
I lay on the bed pleading.
“Please, don’t do this, Enzo, Please.” I started crying again.
“You know I’ve always loved it when you begged. Do it again, baby.” He licked his lips and rolled his head back.
I squeezed my eyes shut and cried more. Enzo didn’t care. This filthy soulless creature didn’t give one rat’s ass about me and to be honest, I’m not even sure he ever did.
I zoned out. I heard a little of what Enzo was babbling on about. He said something about Leonardo, then something about banging. But my ears perked up when I heard him say the word pregnant.
I looked towards where Enzo was standing, facing the camera. “Leo, you got my bitch pregnant?” He laughed maliciously. “I’m sure it wasn’t just one bang, was it? I don’t blame you though, I know she’s a good fuck.” He turned to wink at me. “Well, since you want to act like such a whore, I’ll treat you like one.”
He immediately walked towards the door, stuck his head out, and yelled out something.
About ten seconds later, three men walked into the room. The first had brown hair and dark brown hair. The second had ginger hair just like Enzo. The third had black curly hair, mahogany skin, and black eyes. They all looked mean and cruel.
Enzo walked over to me and stood there for a second. He looked up at them and said, “I’ll go first and then you guys can do whatever you want with her.” He grinned.
“What!?” I panicked.
Surely he’s not going to do this.
“Please, Enzo, please!” I screamed.
But of course, he didn’t listen.
He ripped my bra off easily and was about to rip my panties when the door flew open with a bang.
It all happened so fast, that I didn’t even have the time to process it.
The three men dropped fast to the ground, blood oozing from different parts of their bodies.
“Look, man. I-” Before Enzo could even complete what he was about to say, Russo landed a strong punch to his face that knocked him out immediately.
Leonardo rushed to my side, covering me with his jacket and drawing me in for a hug. “Are you okay?” He asked.
“Please, take me home,” I whispered against his chest, still sobbing.
“We gotta get outta here fast,” Russo said, frantically looking around.
I was completely zoned out as I felt a pair of strong arms lift me
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Chapter 22
Seeing her pass out from her panic attack after everything Enzolid to her was enough to fuel my rage. Enough for me to kill him.
After I asked Russo and Anthonio to take her home, much to their disapproval, I drove my car with Enzo still passed out in the trunk to an abandoned alley.
I wanted to do this alone. I wanted my face to be the last thing he ever saw before he went to the hell he belonged.
I screeched the car to a halt as I got out and opened up the trunk
I should’ve killed this son of a bitch when I had the fucking chance! Why did I have to listen to Russo?
This is why I love handling my business my way.
I pulled Enzo’s limp body out of the trunk forcefully and he landed with a thud to the ground. That seemed to jolt him awake.
His eyes
widened when he looked up at me.
“Not so confident now, hmm?” I glared at him.
I pull him up, pushing him further into the alley. He shouts and tries to get out of my hold but he fails drastically.
“You know the reason I chose this alley? Because no one would hear the sound of a gunshot, much less your screams.” I taunted.
Surprisingly, that seemed to shut him up.
“I knew I should’ve killed you while I had the chance.” I continued as I pushed him down on the ground.
“I’ll admit, you surprised me. You took what was mine but you know what, I hate surprises.” My eyes shot to him and darkened as I landed a punch to his jaw and immediately, blood gushed out from his mouth.
I brought out a small pocket knife from my pocket, twirling it around my hand.
“I didn’t get a chance to completely use this the last time,” I said, plunging the knife into his upper chest and his screams filled the air.
It’s only when I shove the knife out of his chest that I see the wet spot in his pants forming and the smell covering the air.
Pathetic!
“You think you can do what you want to whomever you like?” I chuckled dryly. “Well, that’s until reality sets in,”
I grab my gun out of my belt.
“Look man, we could work something out—”
“It’s too late for speeches. You should’ve made yourself scarce when you had the chance.” I bring the gun to his head.
“Fuck! I’ll do anything I swear, don’t do this!” He pleads.
“Good. You’ll beg just like my Alessia begged.”
Chapter 22
1 almost laughed at his fear. I shake my head, holding firmly to ie gun.
“You hurt what’s mine to protect.” I paused.
“You shouldn’t have,” I said, just as I pulled the trigger.
It was almost morning when I got home. I walk into my bedroom just wanting to wash off the blood from my body and go to sleep so I can forget the events of the past day, when I see her peacefully sleeping in my bed.
I am so tempted to just lay next to her.
So tempted.
I wanted to gather her in my arms and whisper that everything was gonna be okay. I slowly pull the covers off of her and I freeze when I realize that she’s wearing nothing but my shirt, which had ridden up to the end of her thighs.
Her eyes were bruised and swollen and I could see the bags forming under them. Seeing her in such a vulnerable state makes me want to keep that fucker alive just so I could kill him over and over again.
I planted a kiss on her forehead, and just as I was about to pull the covers back over her, my eyes caught something red on the bed.
Something like…..blood?
The stain pooled just under her thighs and I felt my heart sink to the ground. I already knew what that meant.
I picked her up in panic as I rushed out of the room and out of the house. I had completely forgotten about the blood all over my body…
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