" What is it?" The Don asked, his voice sharp and piercing like he was promising death if what he had to say wasn't worth his time.

“ We know where Miss Cara is,” he said and for a minute the room became quiet like everyone was trying to process his words.

“ Where is she?" The Don asked, breaking the silence as Angelo walked to him and dropped the laptop in front of him and I quickly got up from my chair to see what he had to show.

“ According to one of our sources, Dante, brought in two people to one of his warehouses, a man and a woman and he was able to identify the woman as your daughter.” Angelo said.

"Then what are we waiting for? We have to get my daughter from that man because believe me if he does anything to hurt my daughter all hell is going to break loose,” The Don said and immediately we all took our seats so we could discuss a plan that would help us rescue Cara without any casualties.

Because the Don wasn't joking when he said if anything were to happen to her hell would break loose.

That would bring about a war between the Mafia families and right now I wasn't ready for that.

*****

Being in this room without knowing what was happening outside felt like I was a caged animal with no way of escaping. We had to leave this God forsaken place.

Mathew was asleep with his head on my lap as I ran my fingers through his hair. He was beginning to burn up and I knew it had everything to do with the beating they gave him.

Although he claimed he was doing okay, at the end of the day he was just human.

This was why I never wanted to get close to anyone, I knew something like this would happen. Now this innocent man was suffering for being a good person, he was paying for a crime he didn't commit.

But he wouldn't be here if he had just listened to me, he wouldn't be here if he had just stayed away when I asked him to, but he was just damn stubborn and now I love him too much to be mad that he didn't leave.

It's just that this wasn't how I wanted things to be.

The door to the torture room we were in opened and a tall bulky man walked in, he had a scowl on his face like he'd rather be anywhere than here.

His eyes went to Matthew and he scoffed because of the position we were in.

“ Getting cozy in here," the man said and I rolled my eyes.

" At least on not being controlled on a leash,” I said and he chuckled darkly.

" If I were you I'd watch what I say,’ he said and I laughed. Did he think I was some damsel in distress who would cower just because a man was trying to intimidate me, he surely has more coming for him.

“ Then it's a good thing you're not me, you'll never be me, you're just a puppy dog who carries out his master's every command," his eyes narrowed dangerously but I still maintained eye contact with him. I didn't care about the situation I was in but I wasn't going to let any motherfucker intimidate me.

Mathew stirred before he peeled his eyes open and then he slowly raised his head from my leg when he saw the man as he quietly watched him. I know he was wondering what the asshole wanted.

“Well, it's a good thing I follow orders especially when they have to do with cutting your pretty little fingers." He said and I felt a chill go down my spine in fear but I refused to show it or cower in front him.

“ At least you accept they're pretty," I said with a smirk and the man scoffed looking at me with a sinister look in his eyes thinking that he could scare me.

“ Let's see how pretty they'll look when we have it delivered to your Daddy dearest," he said and I blinked, moving back when he started making his way to me.

“Stay back you ugly troll, stay back," I said as I quickly stood up from where I was seated on the floor.

" What the fuck man, leave her alone,” Mathew said as he came to stand in front of me protectively and the man laughed.

" You think you can stop me?”the man asked with arrogance.

“ I can try, you're not…” a punch landed on his cheek before he could complete what he wanted to say.

“ Matthew!" I screamed in fear as I pushed my friend back and stood in front of him. He was already weak and getting sick as it is. I'm not going to watch anyone hurt him further.

“ What is wrong with you stupid piece of garbage?!" I asked the man and his response was to hold me by the hair as he started dragging me with him to the table filled with all types of weapons.

“ Let me go!" I struggled, dragging my feet not wanting to be anywhere near that table because nothing good came from there.

My leg was hurting from the burn that bastard gave to me and this man was dragging me without caring.

“ I said let me go!" I said as I scratched his arm but he only yanked me until he reached the table.

" I might as well take out your tongue as well so you can fucking keep quiet,” he thought by saying that to me I'm going keep quiet but that only fired my blood in anger.

" Let's see you try,” I sneered as I kicked and twisted, I wouldn't let this man take off my fingers, or any part of my body at that.

Never!

“ I'll make it quick," he said as he held up a knife while I continued struggling, I turned to Mathew who was still hunched over in pain.

“ No, no way you fucking asshole!"