Interrupting The Party

“Damn it… So this is what the boss has been keeping to himself?” He groaned, his hand reaching for her.

“Dahlia, the boss asked me to-“ Adala’s voice trailed off as she stopped dead in her tracks upon opening the door. A gasp escaped her lips as she took in the scene unfolding before her.

It seemed that the man’s obsession with Dahlia’s body had blinded him to Adala’s presence.

“No…” Adala panic rose, overwhelming her. Without another thought, she turned and fled from the room, desperately trying to put distance between herself and that horrifying sight.

As she burst into the main hall, confusion and chaos erupted among the guests. Cursing filled the air as people shouted at her, their voices blending together.

“What the fuck!?”

“Damn bitch!!”

“Is she out of her mind?”

Adala, none of their words registering, rushed through the crowd, careening into people as she made her way toward the first familiar face she spotted – Salvatore.

He stood at one end of the hall engaged in a discussion with some of Godfather’s friends. Adala sprinted towards him, her heart pounding in her chest.

“Boss!” She screamed, her voice filled with urgency. The men turned their attention towards her, confusion etched on their faces.

“What’s going on?” one of them inquired, the concern evident in his voice.

Unable to catch her breath, Adala leaned close to Salvatore’s ear and whispered, “It’s about Dahlia. She’s in danger.”

Speculation and murmurs circulated among the men, their gazes fixed on Adala as if searching for answers. Without a moment’s hesitation, Salvatore rose from his chair, his hands casually tucked into his pockets. His demeanor shifted, an air of authority emanating from him.

“Tell me everything,” he commanded, his voice firm and unwavering.

Adala quickly relayed the disturbing scene she had witnessed, her words tumbling out in a rush. Salvatore’s face hardened, his eyes narrowing as he absorbed the gravity of the situation.

“Lead the way,” he stated, his voice laced with determination. With purposeful strides, he exited the hall, his entourage trailing closely behind him.

Adala hurriedly led Salvatore, leaving the rest of the men in the hall bewildered. They exchanged glances, their curiosity growing with each passing moment. When the Godfather noticed Salvatore leaving, he couldn’t help but wonder where his son was heading off to without any warning or explanation.

The Godfather’s gaze fell upon Anastasia who stood nearby. Sensing his silent command, she nodded respectfully before swiftly making her way after Salvatore. The Godfather knew that whatever was happening, his loyal followers would handle it with utmost discretion and efficiency.

Meanwhile, back at the maid’s headquarters, a man stood over Dahlia, already in the process of undressing her. His actions were filled with a disturbing sense of satisfaction as he stroked himself, his desire evident in the occasional groans that escaped his lips. He climbed onto the bed and spread Dahlia’s legs, preparing to forcefully violate her.

But just as his intentions reached their darkest point, a voice filled the room, cutting through the air like a sharp blade. “Go on, if you don’t value your family’s life, I dare you to continue.”

The man froze, his soul seemingly sucked out of his body as he heard that chilling voice. Slowly, he turned his head, only to be met with the sight of Salvatore standing there, his hands casually tucked into his pockets. A wicked smirk played on his lips as he approached the man with deliberate steps.

“B-Boss…” The man stammered, his fear palpable. Salvatore wasted no time, grabbing the man by the collar and delivering a punishing blow to his face. The force of the impact sent the man’s head spinning, his vision blurred.

Salvatore forcefully yanked the man away from Dahlia, tossing him aside with a swift motion. In a perfectly choreographed move, Killian and Anton entered the room, having been brought into the room by Adala.

“What the hell…” Killian muttered, his eyes narrowing as he took in the scene before him. Anton’s gaze mirrored Killian’s disbelief and anger, both recognizing the gravity of the situation.

Salvatore’s voice cut through the tension, his tone firm and unwavering. “Take him away and lock him up in my torture room. Make sure he doesn’t escape.”

The two men immediately moved into action, seizing the incapacitated man and swiftly escorting him out of the room. They knew he was in for a horrible time.

Despair consumed the man as fear coursed through his veins, his heart sinking with the weight of his impending fate. “Boss… It’s not my fault!” he pleaded desperately, his voice laced with panic. “I was drugged! Boss, please!” But his cries fell on deaf ears as the two men dragged him mercilessly towards Salvatore’s dreaded torture room.

Whispers of a chilling rumor permeated the air, spreading like wildfire throughout the underworld – whoever was sent into that torture room never emerged alive. His chamber of horrors was notorious for its brutality and the grim fate that awaited its unfortunate victims.

Anastasia, observing from her clandestine hiding spot, hissed under her breath. “This thief again…” Her words dripped with disdain as she quickly retreated, leaving behind the enigmatic scene.

After a prolonged moment of contemplation, Salvatore turned away from Dahlia and left the room. Concern immediately flooded Adala’s heart, who rushed to her side in a flurry of worry and relief.

“Dahlia,” Adala gasped, her voice laced with anxiety. “Gosh, I was so scared. I thought it would be too late.” Tears welled up in her eyes as she embraced Dahlia tightly slowly pulling the unconscious woman’s clothes together, the weight of the danger they had just escaped palpable in the air.

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A hushed commotion rippled through the main hall as Anastasia made her way towards the Godfather. Eager to provide him with the latest pieces of information, she approached with a sense of urgency in her voice.

“It’s the thief,” She reported, her eyes meeting the Godfather’s piercing gaze. “Salvatore went to save her from a man who was trying to force himself on her.”