Chapter 64 Camilla’s Pov.
I felt my entire body shaking uncontrollably as my eyes watered and my eyes fell to the floor as my vision blurred.
“Look at me, amore.”
My body trembled and I literally was unable to meet his eyes.
“LOOK AT ME!” He roared.
I whimpered as my eyes slowly trailed up to meet his.
He grinned menacingly, his murderous eyes glinting.
“Good girl. You'll do just fine for the plan I have in mind.”
Then he stood up and walked out of the room, leaving me alone with the men in the room.
Àlvaro's Pov.
“Where the fuck is she? Where the fuck did that bastard Vincenzo take her?!” I screamed, banging my hand on the desk in front of me.
I had her. I fucking had her but now, I've lost her. That bastard took her away from me.
“Àlvaro, we're doing everything we can…” Santiago said from beside me, with some of my men surrounding the office.
“How the fuck did they even know where she lived?!” I yelled shakily.
This was what I was trying to avoid when I changed her location but they got to her anyway.
“I don't know man but we're going to get her back. We'll find her.”
I turned to my men and loyal faces stared back at me, with jaws clenched.
“I'll burn that bastard to the ground before he gets a whiff of my empire. He killed our men, our family. Rizzo is fucking dead because of him. We will make him pay and I will not rest until Vincenzo and everyone of his scums are burned to fucking ash.”
My men roared with cheers and yells but I still didn't feel fulfilled.
I turned to Santiago. “We need to stock up on guns and ammunitions. I want every fucking gun and explosives there is.”
Santiago nodded as he took out his phone and began dialing.
“Boss…” I turned to another of my men, named Luca.
“What?” I seethe. My blood was still boiling.
“We'll get her back.”
I brought Camilla into this world. I took her away from the life she was and I know she was slowly beginning to accept me for the monster that I am.
And then, that bastard took her away from me.
This was all my fault.
Camilla’s Pov
You know that empty feeling? When all you feel is total numbness and it feels like nothing is ever going to be okay?
That's exactly how I feel right now.
I couldn't tell how long it has been. A few weeks, maybe? All I know is that my wounds had scabbed over, the bruises that flushed my body had turned yellow. All that was left was the feeling of hopelessness that Àlvaro would never come for me.
I got fed once a day and that was if I was lucky. My hair had tangled and matted over, making me look like a feral fucking beast.
I rubbed my wrist, the tattoo still stained into my skin, a constant reminder that I will never see Àlvaro again. I'll never see the man I had slowly begun to love ever again.
I just wanted it all to end. I've had enough.
The door to the room screeched open and I quickly flung myself against the concrete wall, trying to put as much distance from me and the masked man that stood on the doorway.
I put my arms out in front of me, crossing them, hoping to put something between us. It didn't matter because he grabbed me anyways. He locked his arms around my ribs, pulling me in a crushing hold and I shrieked.
“Heyy.” The stranger cooed in a raspy voice. “Calm down, baby. My friends and I just want to play with you.”
My eyes went wide, deducing his meaning and I shrieked when two more men approached us, putting their hands all over me, touching me and pulling at the filthy clothes I was still wearing until they were a dirty puddle on the ground and I was completely naked.
I sobbed as they touched me, my sobs drowning me and I screamed. I screamed for Àlvaro. I screamed for my mother and brother. I screamed for the realization that I'll never see either of them again.
I felt myself go completely still when I heard the sound of a zipper but suddenly, there was a single gunshot.
The men let go of me instantly and I hugged myself into the shape of a ball. A naked ball. I was hoping to cover the last of my dignity with my bruised arms and bloodied legs.
Vincenzo walked into the room, sliding his gun into his jacket pocket. His dark animal eyes dimmed even more as he took in the situation, lingering his eyes on my naked body.
“Gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen.. this is not how we treat a lady.” He cooed, his voice hooded with forced chilvary.
The man who had taken me from my cell stepped forward. “But you said we could have our way with her. We were only obliging you. She's the reason our boss Sergei is dead.” He spat, hatred filling his words.
Vincenzo sighed. “And we'll get revenge for that as well, rest assured. If you want a good fuck, go fuck one of the whores I own but her? No. She's mine to fuck.”
I whimpered, my body trembling as I curled myself tighter.
Vincenzo barked orders at the men before I heard their footsteps retreating.
I let out a yelp as Vincenzo picked me off the ground. My arms shook as I did my best to cover my bare body. Lifting his arm, he forced my hand away from my body as he took me in with his eyes, nodding somewhat in approval before he took off his jacket and fastened it around my shoulders.
“Now.” He grinned as he looked down at me, his features turning up in a smile. “We must get you ready.”
A tear slipped down my cheek. “F-for what?”
“The movie of the century, amore, and you're our star. We must get you looking good. Imprisonment has not done you any favor. You look absolutely horrendous.”
I said nothing. I wanted to come up with a witty remark like I would but there was no point making my situation worse than it already was.
“What do you mean a movie?” I asked but for some reason, I think I already knew the answer.
“It's going to be a surprise, a treat of his little girlfriend to show Àlvaro.” He grinned as he pulled me in front of him, leading me down a hall and into a room.
The room was almost royalty like, with a big king sized bed, lush carpets and a full sized bathroom.
“I–I don't understand.” I murmured softly.
He grinned as his hands gripped my bony shoulders, his eyes taking me in.
“Well, I'm going to make you understand, child. You see, I'm going to fuck you, then I'll get it on video to send to your little boyfriend. Let's see how much he loves watching you fuck his uncle.”
Dread pooled inside of me and I quickly held my hands out in front of me. My body ached and was screaming in protest as I took a step back.
“N-no no! Please don't. Please, I beg of you.”
He lets out a humorless laugh as he grabbed me. My bones turned to mush as I fell against him. He gripped my chin, his knuckles cracking as he seized my jaw.
“So now you can beg?” He chuckled. “But unfortunately my dear, you do not have a choice in the matter.”
He pushed me away from him and I fell to the ground. The only thing covering my body was his thin jacket.
He grinned at me once more. “You must look good on camera, child. I'll send in some people to fix you up all nice and pretty and then, we record.”
He left and I just laid there sobbing, my tears drenching the carpet.