Chapter 12

After my shower I got dressed in a floral dress with flats. I was sitting down on the bed confused as to what I was to do next.

Recalling the events that transpired earlier, I was even more confused as to where I stood now. It's clear that Emilio and I can somewhat tolerate each other’s presence, but for how long.

I was bored out of my mind. After spending so much time in this room watching TV, I couldn't stay in here any longer than necessary.

Was I even allowed to leave this room without my master's permission?

I used to willingly stay in this room to avoid Emilio, but now that I knew where we stood, I decided that there was no reason why I should stay in this room.

Enzo had given me a tour, but to be honest I could not remember all the rooms in this house.

I decided to wonder around the house by myself. I don't know if it was a good idea, but I was already out the door and now standing in the hallway.

I already knew that Emilio's room was across from me, so I walked a little further and began opening door after door.

So far, I have only seen bedrooms and bathrooms that were empty, thankfully.

I was standing outside a room when I heard what sounded like someone being whipped.

I know that I should probably mind my own business. If I had minded my own business from the beginning, I wouldn't be here in the first place.

What if they were torturing someone in there? Could I really stand by and not intervene?

Again, this was none of my business, but I couldn't stand by and let this happen.

With my hand on the door knob, I contemplated if I really wanted to do this. On one hand I wanted to help, but I also knew that I shouldn't intervene.

You just got out of sticky situation; there is no need to possibly get yourself almost killed, again.

I was having an internal battle with myself, still holding onto the knob. You know what; I think I will mind my own business this time. With that thought in mind I took a step away from the door.

I was still standing in front of the door in case I heard anything again. Not hearing anything for a while I was about to walk off when I heard a whip again and a muffled groan.

Fuck it.

Opening the door, I was in complete and utter shock at the scene before me. Maybe I should really start minding my own business.

I was just standing there in the doorway with my mouth hanging in shock. I'm sure that if this was a cartoon, my mouth would be hitting the floor right now.

"Holy shit" I whispered in astonishment.

Before me there was a woman dressed in leather holding a whip and a man bound to the bed on his hands and knees in his underwear with his mouth gagged.

I just walked in on some fifty shades of grey type of shit, only difference is that the woman is the one in control here.

I thought that they would have realized that I was standing in the doorway by now, but it seemed as though that they were too caught up in what they were doing.

"You like that? You disgusting pig!" the woman demanded from the man.

The man nodded frantically in agreement. The woman whipped the man again and again, with him groaning in what seemed to be pleasure.

Why was I still in here watching this?

This was like being on set while they filmed porn. I was very intrigued, but I knew I was also invading their privacy.

"Don't mind me" I said loudly as I quickly slammed the door behind me.

What was wrong with me? I didn't need to let them know that I was there. I could have easily slipped out unnoticed, but my big mouth just had to betray me.

I should really learn how to knock. It seems that I always walk in on things I'm not supposed to see. My face felt as though it was on fire as I leaned against the wall for support.

OH MY GOD! I still can't believe that I just saw that.

What was I going to walk in on next? An orgy? A threesome? It's like I was living on a movie set-for porn. Wait, was I?

I began fanning my face as I tried to fight back a blush. Blowing out a breath of air, I regained my composure.

"What are you doing? You're not trying to break everything again, are you?" Enzo joked as he appeared out of nowhere.

I jumped in shock as I put my hand over my heart, as an attempt to slow down my rapidly beating heart.

"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I asked still recovering from my shock.

"If you were paying attention to your surroundings, you wouldn't have been this surprised" he countered.

"What are you doing here anyway?" he asked again.

What do I tell him? Oh, hey you know I just walked in on a man being whipped, so I decided to step out of the room to give them some privacy. No big deal.

Yeah right.

"O-o-oh no-no-thing" I stuttered, fighting back a blush.

"Right" he drawled.

"I was just walking and felt tired, so I decided to rest here. Can't a girl rest for a minute?" I asked, trying to make it seem like what I was saying was true.

To sell my Oscar winning performance, I bent over holding my stomach as if I was out of air trying to catch my breath.

"Uh huh" he said.

I knew he didn't buy my 'I'm resting' bullshit, but he never questioned me again.

"Bro, you would not believe-" I heard a voice coming from down the hall.

I looked to my right where I saw my least favorite person. It was the asshole from before, the same asshole that saw me in the cell and told me I wouldn't be alive for much longer. The same asshole I pulled the period card on to escape.

"You're still here?" he asked in confusion.

"No. I'm a ghost that has risen from the grave to haunt you for an eternity" I said walking over to him and getting behind him.

"Boo" I said next to his ear. I had to stand on my tippy toes to reach close to his ear.

"You guys know each other?" Enzo asked.

"Of course. We're best friends. He even helped me escape" I smiled as I went back over to my previous position.

I was grinning from ear to ear as he glared at me.

"This bitch tricked me in order to escape" he said through gritted teeth.

"You were just so gullible and stupid. You should have seen your face; it was very hard to keep a straight face" I laughed.

"Enzo, why are you here with this bitch?" he directed his question to Enzo.

"Don't be jealous, Zozo here is my new best friend" I grinned.

Zozo was so much better than boring old Enzo.

"Don't trust her brother; she'll use you to get out of here"

Brother?

Wait... Are they?

Taking a closer look at them now, I could see the resemblance. They were both blondes. Enzo had grey eyes, while the other had green eyes.

"Zozo, you're related to this asshole?" I asked in shock.

"Zozo? Since when did I become Zozo? And yes, he's my younger brother. It's clear that I got all the good looks... and brains" he whispered the last part, only loud enough for me to hear.

I burst out laughing hysterically. I couldn't believe he just said that.

Enzo soon joined me, as his brother glared at us and stomped off in the opposite direction.

I couldn't understand how these two were related. Enzo was always joking and messing around while the other one always had a scowl on his face. He was always so grumpy.

"Stefano wait" Enzo called out to his brother, who in turn gave him the middle finger over his shoulder still walking away.

"Affiance!" Stefano shouted back as a reply. (Affiance means 'go fuck yourself' in Italian)

What the hell did that even mean?

Enzo only laughed it off.

"So, Enzo and Stefano huh?" asked with a raised brow.

"Yup. Most people refer to us as the Rossi Brothers" he said with a shrug.

"Rossi as in your last name?"

"Yup" he said popping the 'p'.

"Why though?"

"I think it's best if you don't know" he said walking off.

"Oh, come on" I said in frustration.

He only chuckled in response still walking away. He had rounded the corner, but his chuckles could still be heard.

I had been blinded by his kindness that I had forgotten that they were all bad people.

It was hard to believe that he's done bad things. There was a lot that I did not know about these people, but I was willing to find out all that I could.

There's no point being locked up here and not know who I'm locked up here with. All I knew were that they were the Italian Mafia and that they were dangerous.

I don't know for sure what they do in the mafia apart from what I have seen in the movies. I knew that I was moving in on uncharted territory, but if I could find something that would help me get out of here then it would all be worth it.