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I sit down and try to calm down. I need to keep my cool. I need to be rational. I can't afford to make a mistake. I can't lose her. We disembark and head straight for the speedboat. I notice right away they opted for electric speedboats. Which means it’s silent. I look at Demetrius, who smirks and nods at me as we all board it. The moment we are all on, it takes off toward where my solnyshko is.
I stand on the back of the speedboat and I can't keep from pacing. I need to see her. I need to hold her. I need her to be alive. Anything else we can work on together.
I turn around and look at Demetrius. He is watching me with a sad look determined on his face.
"She is a fighter. She will be fine. I don't doubt it. You can't let her see you weak. You must be strong for her right now. She needs you. She grew up in the mafia. You have to trust that she is strong."
"She doesn't deserve this. No one deserves to be raped. To be beaten."
"No, she doesn't. But she has you now and you will make it better. When we get there, we will go straight for the house we saw on the aerial view."
After twenty minutes, we pull up to the shore. I don't wait for the boat to stop. I jump out as soon as it's close enough to the shore. I have to get to her.
Chapter 31
Rose
Iplacethephonedown and try to squeeze into a tighter spot, somewhere that Sal won’t be able to locate me. I can hear his approaching footsteps, unmistakably his. Though I can’t see him, the fear coursing through my body tells me he’s getting closer. Suddenly, as if he could see right through me, he reaches out and seizes my leg, forcefully pulling me out of my hiding place. Desperate to escape, I struggle with all my might, but his strength overpowers me. I’m forcibly dragged out from under the ledge, my head colliding with the cold stone floor. As he moves away from me, I hear him pick up the phone. Panic sets in when I realize Vlad is still on the other end. I strain to listen as Sal speaks, but judging by Vlad’s reaction, it seems he doesn’t engage in conversation with him. I lie there in agony, waiting for Sal to end the call and place the phone back down. Fear grips my entire body. How did he manage to find me so effortlessly?
He walks up behind me, grabs my hair, and pulls me along the floor behind him. I scramble up, trying to get to my feet.
"Do you know what I'm going to do to you? Do you?" He pushes me so I fall backwards. He climbs on top of me. "You're going to get everything you deserve. I will enjoy watching you die. You're going to suffer until you're begging me to stop. Until you wish you would have just given in. I will keep you under lock and key until you give me as many sons as I want, and then I will kill you. Now it’s time for your punishment."
He grabs me by the back of the neck and hauls me up onto my feet. I scream and try to fight, but it's no use. He drags me by my hair back towards the mansion. I can hear the other men laughing and cheering him on. The tears are streaming down my face. The fear I feel right now is unlike anything I have ever felt.
We get to the house and he throws me onto the floor in the living room. I pull my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around them around them. I bury my head between my knees and cry. I am covered in blood. Some of it is mine, some of it isn’t.
"You need to learn to behave, Rose. You killed two of my best men. I think it's time you get a taste of what you did." He walks towards the kitchen and I hear him open the refrigerator. I hear a sound that makes my heart drop. I look up and he is holding a bucket of ice with bottles in it. What is he going to do with that? He walks towards me with a grin on his face.
"Please no," I whisper as he kneels in front of me. I don’t know what he’s going to do, but whatever it is, I'm scared.
He places the bucket of ice on the table and stands up. "I am going to leave you here for the rest of the men to use as they please. I think you should enjoy it too. When you are finished, I am going to take you to your new home. But first I have something else in mind."
He walks into the other room and leaves me sitting on the floor with panic creeping up my spine. I can hear the other men coming in. I look over at the bucket and I feel like I am going to be sick. What did he mean? What is he going to do? I don't know how much more I can take. I cover my face with my hands and cry. I need Vlad. I need him to hold me and tell me it will be ok. I need him to make it all better.
"Look who we have here,"
"Don't be afraid. We won't hurt you. Not yet, anyway."
I look at the other men and see they have weapons. I scooted back until I hit the wall. I can see the lust in their eyes.
"Look at her. I can't believe she managed to kill them. Can you believe that?"
They all laugh like it’s some big joke.
"I have a good idea of what we can do to her. Sal didn't say anything about beating her. He only said we couldn't kill her."
"And he never said we couldn't have fun with her, either. I want her naked. I want to see her tits and her ass. And I want to see those nipples hard as a rock."
They all start laughing. My stomach turns and I feel like I am going to be sick. I turn my head to the side and gag. I don't want any of them.
"Please. Please don't. I don't want this."
"Get her clothes off. I want to see her tits."
They move towards me, and I begin to shake in fear. I can't stop crying. I try to push them away, but there are too many of them and I am weak. They rip my clothes from me and I try my best to cover myself. I try to cover my breasts with my hands.
"Look at those nipples. They are as hard as pebbles." One of them says as he grabs my breasts roughly.
