ROSALINE
“Do you think we should do this? Boss voice sounded off and shaky. And the man who spoke before the call ended. I think you should not let here your lust take over in this situation.” The guy who had picked the call said, walking towards us.
“It’s fine if you are not going to join in. We will have fun alone”
“Please” I turned my pleas to the guy who had spoken earlier, begging him to talk to the others to not touch me.
“But when we get into trouble, it would be together. Get off her. You heard what she said earlier. That we are not going to live if we go on with this and I fear she is right. So if you want your life, I would suggest you get yourself off her” The guy replied the burly one who was still standing over me.
“You only joined few weeks ago and you think you can talk now?” The guy who wanted to rape me first spoke.
“I am just saying something that would save us. And hell, we didn’t sign up to be rapists. At least I didn’t. I only signed up to push drugs and why would you rape a woman in front of this young girl?” He asked, pointing to Diane.
“You little bastard”
“If you want a peaceful stay here, keep your lips fucking sealed” The burly guy moved away from me to the other guy.
“Man, I can’t. Was going to just let you guys do this shit while I look away but fuck, I can’t. This shit is disgusting and…” A punch cut him off and he immediately threw another.
The fight got intense within a second and the guy holding my legs let go and joined the fight. I sobbed and whimpered as they beat up the guy who had tried to stop them from raping me for a while.
“You little squirming bitch” my legs were pulled and I shut my eyes tightly as he pulled his trousers down completely.
“Help! Someone help me!” I cried as I felt him kneeling between my legs. My attempts to keep my legs shut were totally useless as I cried.
He yanked my panties down, pushing my clothes up to my waist.
“Diane… Please look away” I sobbed.
The noise of an engine roaring felt like renewed hope to me. My eyes were blurry with tears but as I looked towards the door along with the bastards, the doors opened and he was there.
Russo was there. More tears rolled down. But this time, tears of relief. I broke into fresh tears and shut my eyes, listening as a few gunshots rolled down. The bastard kneeling between my legs was shot and I pulled myself away from under him before Russo got to me.
Russo picked me up from the floor and I wrapped my legs around him, burying my face in his neck and feeling safe instantly. His presence took away all my worries and I didn’t think I ever wanted to be out of his sight ever again.
“Russo” I sobbed his name, feeling my heart unclench in the warmth of his arms. What… What would have happened if he had been a minute later? I knew what would have happened. That dead bastard would have raped me and…
“I… I was so scared, Russo. I was so…I was so scared” I cried.
“I am sorry. I am sorry, Cara. I am so fucking sorry this happened” He sounded almost as broken as I was. I wrapped my arms tighter around him and his arms wrapped around me too. Our bodies were pressed together as I cried without control.
“Diane.” I gasped her name and tugged at Russo to let me down.
“Diane, the little girl” My voice was broken as I spoke, pulling back to look at Russo before I looked to her and saw that the ropes binding her had been untied.
“Let me hold her…”I said to Russo, seeing his hesitation to let go of me. He walked with me in his arms to where Diane was before very reluctantly letting me down.
“Diane” I pulled her into a hug, going down on my knees.
She hugged me back, her little body trembling against mine with fear and sobs.
“It’s okay…It’s okay. We are safe now. You… You did well, we are safe now. You saved us” I patted her back as I repeated the words over and over again, comforting her before rising to my feet with her in my arms.
With Diane still in my arms, Russo pulled me back to him and hugged me,
“No. Spare him” I said the moment the beat up guy was about to be shot.
“Spare him. He… He didn’t have a hand in it” My voice was still trembling. Russo’s men looked to Russo for affirmation.
“You heard her clearly.”
RUSSO EL MASSIMO
The relief I felt the moment I held her in my arms. And yet the guilt I felt the moment she broke into tears was crippling. I had put her in this state. It was my fault that she had gotten kidnapped. It was my fault that she was almost raped by those bastards. It was my fault that those tears rolled down so much.
Every broken sob that left her was my fault and even right now as she was seated in the car with the little girl in her arms, I could still hear every of those sobs in my head. Her scared voice. The look of horror on her face when I first set my eyes on her.
“My son” Giovanni’s voice brought me back to the present.
“He is going to live” I affirmed and relief swept through his face.
“But not you. You are not living, Giovanni”
“I knew I would not live the moment you find her” He made a pitiful look.
“Get him to the torture chamber and find everyone involved in tonight’s act. Get them at all cost.”I ordered and walked back to the car.
I got in the driver’s seat and looked at Cara. The child was asleep in her arms.
“I…” I tried to find the right words today but I could not find them. The guilt hung over me like a heavy cloak.
Her tears streaked face, her red face and red arm with several marks of being rough handled made my heart tangle in a web of anger and pain.
“I am sorry, Cara… I should have protected you better.”
She gave me a smile and that smile just made it more difficult. I kind of needed her to yell at me, call me a bastard and a jerk for letting her go through all that tonight.
I reached a hand to her face and gently caressed her face. The face I adored so much was all red. I so was going to make life hell for everyone involved in this.
“Home, Russo. Let’s go home,” her voice was soft.
“Right, Love. Let’s go home.”