Page 30 of Married to the Mafia

It’s not easy to run in a dress like this, so I hitch it up above my knees, kicking my heels off and sprinting as fast as I can into the rain. I can hear voices yelling behind me, but I don’t look back.

I reach the curb and leap off it, jumping over a puddle. I can’t wipe my eyes as I’m holding my dress up so I blink away the rain that’s running down my face.

All I want is to get away. I’m concentrating so hard on sprinting that I don’t see the van until it’s too late.

The side door is open, and hands are reaching out to grab me, pulling me inside. I fight off the hands, thinking it’sDino’s men, but then I see the face I least want to see in the entire world.

“Hello again,” Ricardo says as the van races off down the street. “Miss me?”

He reaches across and shoves the front of my wedding dress down to expose my tits. “They belong to me now,” he says with a grin as I fight to get the dress back into place.

I’m surrounded by men. They grab my arms, holding me in place so I can’t fight or run. The van is still tearing along the road, taking a bend at such speed I’m flung forward, landing on Ricardo’s lap.

He holds me to him, and I get a smell of him. It’s so bad I retch. He shoves me back into my place, staring at my chest as he does so. “They can stay out for now,” he says. “Let the men see what belongs to me. Reckon I might have to send some photos to Dino. Show him what he’s missing out on.”

“Let me go!” I scream, fighting to free myself.

He sighs. “Gag her. I don’t want to listen to that whine.”

I slam my head from side to side, but it’s no use. They don’t just gag me.

They shove a bag over my head and tie my hands and feet together, leaving me unable to right myself when the van takes another turn.

I fall to the floor, ending up on my back, trying to get free. They attach another rope to my wrist bonds, hogtying me to my own feet.

I can’t believe I ran from one situation and ended up in a worse one. “You’ve probably heard some rumors about me,” Ricardo says, grabbing my tits with both hands and squeezing them painfully. “They’re all true.” He tugs my nipples and giggles. “So you better behave.”

The van slows, and we go down a ramp. I’m guessingit’s an underground parking lot. We come to a stop and I’m dragged out, carried into an elevator that rises for what seems like forever.

I’m carried out and along for a minute before I’m dumped on a carpeted floor. The bag is left on my head and a door slams shut. I’m alone.

Or so I think.

I hear Ricardo whispering in my ear a moment later. “I can’t fuck you until we’re married,” he’s saying. “But that’ll make it all the sweeter. You’ve never been fucked by a guy like me. I will make you scream, little girl. You’ll have things in that tight ass of yours like you’ve never imagined. I’ll cut you if you try to fight me. I’ve had women beg me for death when I get going and nothing gets me harder than fear, so you stay afraid and we’ll get on fine.”

He squeezes my tits again and then laughs. “Until our wedding night, my darling.” Then I hear the door open and close and I’m finally alone.

I try to sit upright, but I can hardly move. I wriggle sideways until I reach a wall, but just doing that has exhausted me. For the first time, I wish Dino was with me. He’d save me. I know he would. Look what happened last time.

I want to believe he’ll come for me, but that will only get me back where I was. I think to myself I would say yes to marrying him if it meant getting out of this.

I cry into the bag, sobbing as I wonder what the hell has got me here. I’m trussed up, gagged. My chest hurts from where he groped me, and I’ve no idea where I am or what’s going to happen next.

I’ve no idea how long I’m left here like this. All I know is that after a while, I need to pee. That’s the only way I can mark the passage of time, the increasing pain in my bladder.My throat is dry too. The room is too warm and I’m sweating in my dress.

I get into a sitting position, crawling around the room, trying to find a door to escape or anything that I could use to untie myself. There’s nothing.

The room is empty. The door is locked. I collapse to the floor again. I’m not going anywhere until someone comes to let me out.

I scrape my head back and forth until I get the bag off. I look around me. Plain white walls. No windows. More of a cell than a room. Black carpet under my feet.

The door is metal and reinforced. A single camera in the corner pointing directly at me. Bare lightbulb above my head. If that goes out, I won’t be able to see a thing.

Terror seeps into my bones. I regret running from the wedding. Dino warned me. It was him or Ricardo. Looks like I’ve chosen Ricardo and I feel I really fucked up here. I have made a terrible decision. All I can do is hope that Dino will save me. But does he even know where I am?

I look down at myself. I really need to pee, and if no one comes soon, I’m going to be even more of a mess than I already am.

I close my eyes and pray. Pray that someone will save me. I cry again. The gag tastes bad and I can’t swallow properly. I keep praying.

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