The Captive Series (6 page)

The past month had been a-fucking-mazing with my Amber. We had made love and fucked in every place we could find. Once I caught her while she was getting a glass of water in the kitchen in the middle of the night. I had her spread out over the island as I ate her pussy.

“Luciano, you must’ve been thirsty, too, huh?” Damn woman was learning to be my dirty girl, so I rewarded her naughtiness with a spank on the ass. Then I turned her over and fucked her doggy style against the counter as I bit down on her neck and held on to her gorgeous breasts.

Another fuck session came by surprise. I had been working in my home office and didn’t find her around. Rosa told me she was by the pool. I walked out there and saw at least four of my men nearby, doing their job, but it still pissed me off. They had gotten the same view I got when she swam in the water. Possessive jealousy ate at me.

She had gotten out of our swimming pool and the water was dripping down her body. I couldn’t resist. She was wearing a pink bikini that showed off all her goods. I had been pissed because I had my men roaming the house, so I taught her a lesson. I sent everyone one away from the pool area, and I took her to the lounge chairs, then laid her over my thighs and gave her a good couple of whacks on her round, wet bottom. “Let me know that you are going to dress like that to swim, and everyone will be out of view except Rosa or me. I don’t want others looking at what’s mine.” I lifted her off me and undid my pants. I wasn’t feeling patient at that moment, so I slid her bikini bottoms to the side as I had her slide down my pole and ride my cock while I gripped her sore bottom. Yep, living with my wife was great.

Business was doing well, too. The Russians calmed the fuck down, and I had fewer problems to deal with in my day to day shit. Vladmir Zarachenko was the leader of the Russians, and after a brief but fruitful phone call, we straightened some stuff out, though they do want to meet today. I had changes in the works for me, and I was hoping to be able to execute them with ease.

Enzo had been obeying my every command, though I still didn’t trust him, especially when it came to Amber. I noticed the bruising on her breast that first night in the shower. I didn’t say anything because I knew what she had been through was difficult, and I wanted to show her love instead of the violence that that bastard had bestowed on her. My uncle had recovered from his pneumonia, and I was tempted to cap Enzo’s ass if he even looked at my love one more time.

My girls spent a lot of time together. They had taken my wife out to shop twice now, but not without a whole crew of guards on their asses. There was still her father. Right now he was laying low, but I didn’t know if and when his ass would strike. After the hospital incident rumors had been buzzing, and his popularity had gone down fast. When you backed an animal into a corner, you never knew what to expect, so I was trying to stay alert.

I was getting ready for the day. I had a meeting with my dad about taking the girls on a surprise trip and another very important topic that would affect the both of us and the entire operation. My girl had been getting annoyed about not going out much. She complained that when I wasn’t here, there was nothing for her to do. I told her to learn her damn Italian, but she hadn’t wanted to since I told her ass college was out of the question right now. She said when she went to school, then she would learn. Sometimes she could be a real brat. I forgot that she was still a teen sometimes. She was smart for her age, but I spoiled her ass, and now she thought she could get away with shit. She thought if she pouted enough she would get some freedom—not going to happen.

Before we got together she had friends, but now I hadn’t let her out of the house but those few times. Her friends called her all the time, but since she couldn’t hang out, they were going out without her.

What the fuck was I supposed to do? I wanted her to have friends, but they were going to clubs and shit, and hell if she was doing that. First, her ass was only eighteen and there were way too many fuckers out there that would want her pretty young ass, making a lot of motherfuckers targets. Second, I had enemies, and until I could get rid of them or end our marriage, which wasn’t going to fucking happen, then she was going to have to get used to sitting in the house being a good little wife.

“Luciano, we need to talk. I need to get out of this house. What do you expect me to do all day, just sit around and twiddle my thumbs while you go out and do whatever it is you do?” She crossed her arms and pouted like a little kid. I wanted to laugh, but I was seriously getting tired of the argument.

“What has gotten into you? Your attitude has gotten nasty. You are growing claws, sweetheart, and you need to stop that shit. We already had this discussion, and you know how I hate repeating myself. What part of ‘it’s dangerous out there’ did you not understand?”

“What the hell? There is no give with you. I am either on my back or on my knees with you. I get nothing else. I thought it would be better to live with you than with my dad, but at least with the asshole I got to see the outside world.” She did it; she knew how to piss me off, but I wasn’t going to let her win this one.

“Don’t you ever compare me to your father! I am doing this to protect you.” I turned back to the mirror and finished tying my tie with frustration.

I turned back to her once I was done. “What the fuck! Don’t give me that dirty-ass look. I don’t have time for this shit. I have to go.”

I tried to give her a kiss goodbye, and she turned her head on me. “Just go, Luciano.”

“Fine. I’ll see you when I get home.” I turned to look at my wife and felt like something was about to go wrong, but I still walked out that door. How I would live to regret it forever.

“Rachel, how’s it going?” I said after I she picked up the call.

“Fine, girl, but we miss you. When can the dragon let you out of your castle?”

“He said soon. He’s overly paranoid. I swear, I am ready to rip my hair out with boredom.”

“Well you’re married to the local crime boss. I guess him being worried about your safety has some merit, especially with your father.”

“So it’s been made public, hasn’t it?”

“There have been whispers that he would be going to jail if the charges stuck. Knowing how protective he is of you, I’m surprised your man doesn’t just off him.”

“I think he doesn’t do it because he’s worried how I might look at him if he did.”

“So has he told you that he loves you yet?”

“No. I don’t think he does. I’m just his personal plaything.” I was sad at the thought. I loved him with everything I had, but to him I was nothing more than a toy he didn’t want to share.

“I think the man is possessively in love with you. I saw him at the wedding, and we’ve been to your house. He didn’t seem like a man with a plaything, but a man that desperately needed his wife by his side.”

“Then why hasn’t he said it already?” I asked. I wanted him to tell me he loved me, but too afraid to ask for it.

“I don’t know. Maybe he’s scared.”

“Luciano scared, ha! The man is so damn strong and badass, I doubt he’s scared of anything.”

“I’m telling you, maybe he’s afraid of what you might say. A man like him doesn’t let go of power. If he tells you that and you don’t reciprocate, he’s going to lose the power he has.”

“But I more than reciprocate,” I whined, my mind and heart were full of nothing but love for him.

She countered, “But he doesn’t know that.”

“Fine, I’ll tell him when he gets home tonight.” I relented because something had to give. If he loved me, I could understand his overbearing attitude better.

“Good. Girl, I got to go. My mom wants to go shopping some more and she’s waiting for me in the car. I love you, and just woman up and tell him.”

I’d just hung up and started looking for something amazing to wear for dinner when Enzo came rushing through the door. I was frightened to say the least. I covered up with my robe and stared at him. 

“Amber! Hurry, we have to go. The Russians have taken Luciano, shot him and left him for dead. He’s at the hospital!” he shouted. My panic for me was gone and suddenly my heart was pounding for my husband.

He rushed me out of the house and into the back of the truck that Frankie was driving. Instantly, the fear came back to me all over again.

I shuddered, realizing I’d been set up. I grabbed for the door handle, but Enzo was too fast and I was struck across the face. I tried to fight for the door, but I was no match for him. He had me pinned down as he kept hitting me.

I was barely conscious when he took me to the place it all started, the “Cell.”

The room was different and even in my haze I made out the figure in the shape of a bed, and I knew what was going to happen. He was going for what he’d wanted from the start.

I prayed Luciano would find me first, but it wasn’t to be. He hadn’t been captured by the Russians, but by his own men. I stared as the scene unfolded around me. 

“What the fuck?!” I shouted out as I was attacked outside my meeting with the Russians. Vito was lying on the ground with a bullet in his chest and the next thing I knew, I was being knocked the fuck out by three of my own men. 

When I woke, I thought I was in a nightmare. I was tied to a chair, and directly in front of me on the bed was my wife, bloody, unconscious, and naked. The bed she was on was new to the room, but everything else that I could see was the same. They brought us to the “Cell.” If I got out of here, I was going on a rampage. Blood would be everywhere when I was done.

“Amber, wake up, baby, please, baby,” I whispered to her. I needed to find a way out. I looked around and that was when I saw him. Fucking prick! I should have ended his ass a long time ago. He crept toward me from the dark corner in the room. He stood right in front of me and gave me a sharp blow to my face. “Hmmm… I seem to remember we were here not too long ago, but now I am in charge.”

“Look who is finally awake. Are you ready for the show, cousin?” He smiled at me, and I was never more afraid than I was right now. Lying helpless was my wife, my world. She was starting to stir, and he made his way toward her and leaned down onto the bed.

“Fuck you, Enzo. You are going to fucking pay for this.” I was wiggling in my chair with blood dripping down my face.

“Yeah, yeah. I don’t think so. I have it all wrapped up nice and tight here. No one besides my guys know you’re here. The Russians are being taken care of as we speak since your pops believes that they have you. And look what we have here, your delectable wife. I thoroughly enjoyed taking off her clothes. I am going to allow you to watch as I fuck your wife into submission, and it will be up to you as to whether or not she lives after.” The sinister fucker laughed.

“Don’t you fucking touch her!” I was trying to jump out of my chair. I didn’t care what he did to me, but I couldn’t take it if he hurt her. I was stuck. The ropes were tied tight, but I was still going to try. I needed to get to my girl and protect her.

“Wake up, sleeping beauty. Look, Amber, I have someone here to see you.” He lifted her head, and she was barely conscious. Seeing her husband tied to the chair jolted her awake.

“No! Let him go! How could you?” She tried to fight him off, but she was no match for him with her hands bound. He smacked her across the face. I growled at him to let her go, but it was no use. I continued to try and get out of my seat, but it wasn’t working. It was then he flipped her on her back and opened his pants and rammed himself into my Amber. I could hear her screams echoing in the “Cell.” I think my heart just shattered. “Amber!”

“Ha! Yes, you little bitch, take it! Look, Luc, I am doing what I wanted from the first time I saw her. God, she feels great. No wonder you can’t pay attention long enough to know you were being set up. Your men were no longer loyal to you. What a few good lies in the right ears can do, I tell ya. Shit, you have to excuse me, cousin, but your wife’s pussy needs my attention.” He gripped her hips and pounded away.

“I am going to kill you. I’ll gut you and chop you into pieces, you motherfucker.”

“You know, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of your widow. I think I’ll keep her ass tied here until I knock her up with my baby. You know my wife turned up missing this morning. She will be found later, and guess who will take the fall for it? You! Yes, I got my next wife right here.” He pulled her up and squeezed her breasts. “I’ll let everyone know it was payback for killing my wife.”

Yanking her hair to lift her head, he licked her neck and said in a loud whisper, “You know that this is his entire fault. We both saw you that day in the limo, and my cousin here couldn’t hide his attraction to you. My guy here followed Vinnie and Vito, and guess who they were watching? You. It was too easy—you're his weakness. The one person who could destroy him, and I am enjoying it so much. Your boyfriend Grimes did a good job of getting you distracted so we could nab your sweet ass.” He continued to ram her as she begged and cried out for him to stop.

“Get the fuck off her!” I was still trying to get my hands unbound. I had just started making progress when Frankie came up behind me and held me still.

“I thought you said I would have a turn, boss.” Frankie called over me to Enzo as he watched my wife being raped. I couldn’t control the tears of hot rage as I watched her give up and take it while silently crying. It was then the fucker finished inside her.

“I changed my mind. You can have my little cousin Bianca since it would be fucked up and sick for me to hit it.” The crazy bastard wanted to rape my sister too. I hoped my dad found out the truth before it was too late to save Bianca. I continued to stare at Amber as she lay there her eyes closed, tears coming down them.

That was when the door handle blew off and all hell broke loose. It was the Russians and my dad with Vinnie and four other goons. My father popped Enzo in the shoulder and threw him to the ground away from Amber while Vladmir, the head of the Russian crew, cut the ropes off me. Vinnie grabbed a sheet and covered Amber. As soon as I got out of my seat, Vladmir handed me a gun.

“Bye, Frankie.” I put a bullet in that fucker’s head. Everything happened so fast, I didn’t think; I just reacted. Enzo was tied up and gagged as I ran to my wife. We would deal with him later.

“We need to get her to the hospital,” I called out as I looked at my broken Amber. Damn it! I did this to her. I should have been there. I felt something was wrong, and I didn’t stay. Enzo got to her.
Fuck, how?

“The ambulance is on its way, son. We need to move them before it gets here. Better yet, let Vinnie carry your wife outside and to the limo. We will take her to the hospital ourselves.”

“Are you out of your mind? No one touches her but me.” I picked her up, the pain from being tied up and beaten nothing compared to the pain radiating in my heart.

I sat next to her hospital bed as I waited for her to wake up, but she hadn’t so far. I cried for a while, and it had taken some time for me to get my head together. I finally stood up and walked to my father and asked how he knew where to find us.

“It was Vito and the Russians who called me. Vito gave the phone to Vladmir with my number ringing already and told them that they took you to the ‘Cell’ before he passed out. I am sorry I didn’t get there in time.” He looked in on my wife from the door as we talked. “What are you going to do, son?”

His concern was great, but I didn’t need pity. I needed to go back in time and not have left her alone this morning. I needed to have gutted Enzo after that first night. I needed to have walked away when I first saw her instead of having my guys pursue her.

Division among the family was big. Dissention among my men had led to my wife being brutalized. No one was supposed to attack a wife of the mob, or else it was war. This was a big fucking deal in our world. Heads would roll, and I was sure there were some that helped orchestrate this that fled, but I would find their asses.

“Well, like we discussed earlier, I wanted out, wanted a clean life so Amber would be free to be normal, but I don’t think she will be normal again. Damn it, he raped her, and all I could do was watch. You have no idea what that’s like. It was my fault Enzo noticed my interest in her from the start. She deserves better than me, Dad. I don’t know if he left his baby in her, but I am going to give her the freedom she wanted. I can’t even protect her in our own home.”

“Son, think it through. Going straight will be good, but giving her up, do you really want to do it?” He could see the pain in me. I walked back to her and took her hand in mine, rubbing her wedding ring, the symbol of her surrender to me, her condemnation.

“Yes, I have to, Dad. He raped her. He broke her.” That was all I got out when she started to move her fingers in mine. I wanted to yell and scream at the injustice of it all, but she needed to be safe and that didn’t include a life with me. I would make sure she was well provided for, and then I would let her lead a life without me. God, just saying it broke my heart, but after what I saw today...the pain, the fear, and the resignation. I couldn’t force her to live through a life of fear because of me, the cause of all her anguish.

She started to toss and turn, so they gave her some medicine to ease the pain. When she was conscious again, we spoke briefly about her pain. It wasn’t long before she asked me for a divorce. “Luciano, I want a divorce. I can’t do this. I’ll agree to your terms, but I want a clean break.”

I wanted to fight, cry, kick, and scream out that she couldn’t leave me when just a little while ago I told my father I was going to let her go. I didn’t fight it. “I think that’s best. My lawyer will be in contact with you,” I said with no emotion and walked out the door. I wanted to kiss her goodbye, but what good would that do? I needed a clean break.

I left her with protection of the men I trusted. She would always have it, but I didn’t want to know anything about her. I didn’t want to know if she found another man and had a family with him. I couldn’t handle it. I loved her so damn much, and I had to do what was right for her and not be a selfish prick, but I wasn’t going to stand by and watch as she moved on. I wanted to crawl under a rock and die already. I understood why she wanted to leave—look at what being with me did to her. I didn’t give her a choice to be in this with me, but I was giving her a chance to leave and she was taking it. I was broken.