Page 34 of Forgive Me, Father
I pressed the elevator button as I saw the giant of a man rushing toward me.I contemplated standing my ground or running for the stairs, just hiding before he really killed me tonight.I decided too late, and he grabbed me as I went to make a run for it.I fought him by assaulting him with words, and he tossed me over his shoulder again and walked into the elevator as it opened.He commanded the others to wait as they tried to enter, and the doors closed with only the two of us inside.My heart thumped faster, and my fear heightened as adrenaline shot through my body.
He pulled me off his shoulder, and I slid in front of him.He pinned me like a bug against the wall.
“Why do you keep on defying me after I told you not to?”he screamed in my face.
“Oh, but you can treat me the way you want?Is that it?Is that how this business arrangement is going to be, Alfonso?You going to take and take until I’m dry and have nothing more to give?Is that right?”
“Yes, it’s my right.”
“Your fucking right!What about my right?You are not the only one who got raised by a tight hand, you fucking bastard.Ever since I was born, it’s been how to sit, how to please a fucking Don.And this is what I get?Manhandled when I don’t listen?I’m not a fucking dog.”
He roared and punched the wall of the elevator.The elevator shook with us in it.He spoke again in Italian.
“English!”I insisted, and he grabbed my jaw with his fingers.
“Stop yelling at me.”
“Stop treating me like a fucking idiot.”
He planted his lips on me and kissed me hard.I punched him and pushed him away.When he didn’t budge, I bit him, and when he still didn’t budge, I made sure my knee connected as hard as I could with his balls.
That made him stop and release me.He doubled over, and thank heavens, the elevator stopped.
“Camilla,” he grunted as I rushed toward what I refer to as my room.
I could hear his panting behind me as he tried to catch up with me.As I reached my door, he pulled me back and slammed me into the wall.
“You are such an ungrateful little bitch,” he hissed.“You will submit, one way or another.”He was taking off his belt and unbuttoning his pants.
“Oh wow, Alfonso, you are such a fucking man,” I countered as I knew what his last method of getting me to submit was, raping me.
He growled as I taunted him more to rape me.Prove what a big man he was, and then he tore my panties from my body.His hand cupped my mound, and he gasped.His eyes stilled as he stared at me.I closed mine in embarrassment as I knew what he was feeling.
“You getting off on this?”he asked, shock lacing his voice.
“Let go of me!”I pushed at him, and his hand disappeared from between my legs.My feet touched the ground, and I pushed him away and rushed to my room.I opened the door and then locked it behind me.
He didn’t follow, and I thanked my lucky stars that something had stopped that man’s fury he’d had for me tonight.
The adrenaline washed away, and my legs and everything shook.My throat and ass still hurt as shame washed over me like a tidal wave.Why was my body reacting toward him like this?I didn’t understand, but I knew tonight, it had saved my life.
FOURTEEN
THE WHITE RABBIT
The door opened,and Nico rushed in.
“Where is she?”he asked.“Alfonso, where is Camilla?”
“In her room,” I answered him.The little bitch was getting off on my temper.
“Is she still alive?”he questioned.Nico stared at me as I stood there still in a daze.“Alfonso, is she still alive?”
Chuckles that turned into laughter poured from me as he looked at the belt in my hand.
“Oh fuck, he’s losing it,” my cousin sang.
“Lorette, go the fuck home.Please,” I begged.
