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My father didn’t give up his attempts to break into the bedroom for what felt like a lifetime, all I could do was lay on my floor weeping at not only the physical pain that has been inflicted upon me, but the emotional. My father had done some awful things and has said even worse, but he has never inflicted this much pain onto me. I may have gotten the odd hit or punch, but never that far! The crashing on my door soon comes to an end where the front door slamming closed soon followed, I sit up a little staring at my door unknowing if this was some kind of trap or my father had left the house. I knew the glass remaining in my skin was only causing me more harm than if I were to take it out, but everything that I would need to help me is in the bathroom! But what if my father has only stepped out for a moment and will return to find me in the bathroom?! Perhaps I could block the front door with something until I’m done, I know that may make him angrier but, in this moment, the pain was
The Mafia Boss’s Deepest Obsession Chapter Ten: Not Adding Up.
The next morning was the same as most in England at this time of year, the streets were wet with rain where many of the drains around with the task of keeping the floods away were nearly full to capacity. But Vito didn’t allow this fact to get to him much, he enjoyed the times the city was under storms, this meant not nearly the same amount of people will be out and about getting in his way or taking an interest in him. The one thing which did anger him slightly was the amount traffic, the once busy but manageable road soon resembled a carpark as more people drove to work due to the rain or called for a taxi. This left Vito tapping his thumb off his steering wheel as he waited in the thick of the traffic, he didn’t have time to sit around and wait but, in this moment, that was all he could do. But not having anything thrown at him in this moment allows his mind to wonder, where it soon went to the same person it had since he first met her, that nice girl from the coffee shop Coralin
The Mafia Boss’s Deepest Obsession Chapter Eleven: Altercation With A Table
After a long night of pulling many shards of glass out of my body, I was able to get to bed around 5am, when I thought I had gotten all of the glass out and cleaned my wounds, even more popped up which only added to the hours of torture. I would love to say after patching myself up I was able to get some good rest, but that was far from being the case. I normally, sleep on my side as that’s what was comfortable for me, but due to my arms being savaged by glass and the huge bruise from my father kicking me back down to the ground, it only sent excruciating pain to ripple through my body preventing me from doing so. This meant, I was forced to lay on my back staring at the ceiling. Another thing which kept me up was the fear of my father returning, each time that I managed to get to sleep, I would jolt awake from fear that he was looming over me again. With all this stacked up, I didn’t get any sleep which only added to how awful I felt. But also, leading me to call sick into work for
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Vito spent the next half an hour cleaning up all of the glass and even threw the old metal frame from the table out, the living room looked as though nothing had happened in the first place, aside from the little droplets of blood which were easy to not notice. I could feel myself drifting to sleep as I watched him, I didn’t know if it was because my side was more comfortable in a sitting position or now Vito was here, I knew my father wouldn’t try anything, but my body was finally, allowing me to sleep. The front door closing is what causes me to jump awake a little and look around. “I apologise for waking you, I was throwing the last of the glass out.” He explains whilst walking over to his suit jacket, which was still hanging from the sofa, I smile as he throws it over his shoulders. “Don’t worry, I’m a light sleeper away, I didn’t get any sleep last night due to this and my father. But thank you for cleaning, I know it would have taken me hours.” I say with a little laugh, but
The Mafia Boss’s Deepest Obsession Chapter Thirteen: Transfixion
Vito was soon pulling into the carpark of his office, his expensive black car filling up the space at the front. The building didn’t stand out to the normal person, it seemed dishevelled from the outside, just a rundown building with a few broken windows littered around the brick structure. But within, it held some secrets that the police would love to get their hands on. It wasn’t a secret to most of what Vito chooses to do with his time, most people in his inner circle refuse to ask question as to not get the full answer. For Vito, that was the best plan, if the police came fishing around, they had plausible deniability. The police have also been very aware of what Vito does but at the same time, have no evidence or clue of what happens deep within the walls of this place. Vito had to remain as secretive as he could, he didn’t need the police gaining access to this building. Having calmed down a little from seeing Coraline, he climbs out of his car to the cold spring wind which bl
The Mafia Boss’s Deepest Obsession Chapter Fourteen: Adam Hart
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The Mafia Boss’s Deepest Obsession Chapter Fifteen: Desire Like Fire
I slowly begin to stir out of my sleep, I didn’t know how long I had been asleep for, but I can say one thing, it felt nice to get some rest. Opening up my eyes, I clock the black sky outside telling me I had been asleep all day, I can’t believe I wasted the day sleeping! Yes, I am aware of how much I spoke about sleeping in that one section. Before I had time to get up and move, a knock on my bedroom door sounds and in walks Vito, smiling over at me once he saw that I was awake. As he walked through the doorway, I spot he was in a completely different suit than what he was wearing this morning and a brown box which looked as though as it would hold food in his hands. “Vito?” I ask a little confused if my mind was still half asleep, I know he was so kind to me this morning helping me clean the house and well, even coming to visit me at all, but I didn’t think he’d return now. “It is great to see that you were able to get some rest, sorry I hadn’t visited earlier, I was caught up wi
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After taking a couple of seconds to compose myself, I take a deep breath in walking closer to the front door shouting to the people on the other side that I was coming. I didn’t quite notice how Vito had taken a step to the side to not be in eyeshot of the door, but at the time, I was more worried on what was about to happen. I know I had never done anything illegal in all of my life, I’m sure to do everything the society rule book that we have tells me too, so the police turning up out of the blue was definitely, not something normal. Opening up the broken door, I soon find two police officers standing in the darkness of the sky, both looking over at me for a moment as though they were attempting to work me out. “How can I help you?” I ask leaning up against the door hoping to break the awkward silence, I knew they were looking over all the many cuts and bruises which littered my face. “Good evening, Miss, sorry for disturbing you so late but is this the residence of Mr Adam Hart?
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