I swear I see a bit of hesitation and fear in his eyes when he sees the fire in mine when I open them, but it’s probably my imagination.
I need him to fear me to get through this. I need to fight him. And if I can’t do that with my body, I will with my eyes. I’ll let him know what’s coming to him when I get out of these restraints. Matteo used to be my number one target, but now it’s Armas.
His head drops, and he slobbers down my neck. It’s because he can’t look me in the eyes, the coward.
He thrusts his cock inside me with his face still buried in my neck. It’s probably a good thing that he’s not looking at me though, because I can’t stay strong now that his cock is inside me. My eyes water and I close them to keep the tears in.
He groans as he sinks deeper, while tears burn my eyes.
He won.
I may eventually get free and kill him, but right now, he won.
“You’re mine, bitch. You’re nothing but a slave. You’re going to spend the rest of your week tied to my bed so that I can come fuck you whenever I want. You are going to be black and blue. By the end of the week, your body will be begging for my cock.”
His cock thrust in and out of me and my insides burn, my stomach aches, and vile shoots up my throat.
I hate him.
I hate him more than all the criminals I’ve locked up. Armas is the worst. I will make him pay for what he’s doing to me.
My eyes gloss over as I try to pretend I’m anywhere but here. I try to imagine myself in the courtroom. My brain won’t go there though.
I try to imagine I’m on a beach, the warm saltwater stinging my eyes, and that’s why they cry. But my mind knows it isn’t real.
I try to imagine Nina. I pretend we are back in college and are about to head out for a night of drinking and hitting on boys. But it only makes the tears come faster, because if I can’t save myself, how am I going to protect Nina?
My mind goes to Matteo. His dark locks, his intense gaze, his sculpted body. I want to blame him for this. If he hadn’t stolen me, then I wouldn’t be here getting raped.
But I don’t hold him responsible. Because going back to him is going to feel like a sanctuary compared to where I am right now.
8
Matteo
It was a false alarm.
The men thought they were being set up and about to be ambushed. But they weren’t. Instead, the client they were delivering weapons to changed the location and snuck up on them to try to keep their secrecy.
I had a stern talking with the client to let him know we won’t be working with him again. We set the rules, not him. He doesn’t get to change the location of the drop. We do. What he did was unacceptable and put everyone at risk.
We have been under attack numerous times lately. It’s put everyone on edge. I know it’s Clive and Erick behind the attacks.
They are still upset about us taking Nina from them. And they are testing me. I’m the new leader of the Carini family, and they want to find out what they can and can’t get away with. They are trying to push me and take over some of my turf.
I won’t let them. Soon, they will find out I’m more ruthless than my father when it comes to protecting my own. I will need to go on the offensive to prove it to them and end this nonsense.
My phone buzzes in my pocket, as I walk back from the wooded area to where my car is parked along the street.
“Yes,” I answer, snapping harder than I mean to. I’m in a foul mood. I don’t know what to do with Ede
n and having to deal with this idiot only made my temper worse.
“Sorry to bother you, sir. I wanted to let you know we saw Armas drive Eden off the grounds and I thought you’d like to be aware.”
I growl.
“How could you let this happen?”