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“What shall I do to you? What would make you cry for hours?” He eyes me over. “I could jam my knife into your cunt. How does that sound? I bet that would make you scream for hours on end.”
“No.” I try to blink back my tears but they spill down my face. Never have I known this kind of fear. Despite everything I’ve been through with Finn, I never feared him as much as I probably should have. Now that we’re married, I don’t fear him any longer. Not for my own safety that is. I know Finn will not hurt me. He had too many chances too and he never took it.
But Sal… I know he means what he says. He takes utter delight in it.
It’s why I can’t pretend to stay strong like I did with Finn. It’s why I can’t stop my tears from falling.
“If you don’t leave soon,” I say as a last ditch effort, “then Finn will return and he’ll kill you for hurting me.”
“Why would he kill me for hurting you? You’re his prisoner. I doubt he cares about you.”
“He’s possessive. I’m his prisoner. He doesn’t want other men touching what’s his.”
“Ah. So, he’s taken you then. Fucked you. Did you scream as he raped you?”
“Finn never raped me.” I don’t know why I say it. Defending Finn should be the last thing I’m worried about and yet, I don’t want this madman to think Finn has raped me.
“Why not? A pretty girl like you needs a hard cock shoved into her. She needs to know pain. Unless…” His eyes zero back onto my left hand, primarily my ring. “Unless you’re lying about who your husband is. Is that right, Aria Romano? Is Enzo whatever the fuck really your husband?”
“He is.”
“So, it’s not Finn, is it? Are you just trying to play me so I won’t hurt you? Because that’s what I think you’re doing.”
“I’m Finn’s prisoner. He will be back soon and you’ll regret touching me.”
“I don’t think I will.” He throws me over his shoulder so fast, I don’t have time to react. “You’re going to be my plaything, Aria Romano. I’m taking you with me and then I’m coming back to kill Finn.”
“Kill Finn for all I care.”
“You keep saying that but I’m not sure I believe you.” He palms my backside and squeezes, making me kick out in retaliation. Sal doesn’t seem fazed at all.
He carries me outside and places me into his car. I try to escape but he punches me upside the head so hard, I fall backonto the seat and can’t move for a solid few seconds. In that time, he gets into the car with me and drives away from the little cottage I thought I hated. Now it feels like I’m leaving a sanctuary. I never thought this would happen – that I would actually miss Finn.
Now that someone even crazier than him has found me, I now know how much safer I was with him.
Sal drives to a house that’s only ten minutes away from Finn’s cottage. Not far at all and yet, it feels like I’m a million miles away.
I scream and kick as Sal drags me from the car. I hope someone sees. Someone hears. I need any help I can get.
But no one helps me.
The street is empty. The houses around me are all silent. No movement in sight.
Sal brings me inside and tosses me onto his dining table. Underneath it is a plastic tarp. He must kill people like this all the time. I’m obviously not his first victim.
Handcuffs are embedded onto the table and he straps my wrists into them. Then he does the same with my ankles. It’s so similar to how Finn tied me up but this time, I’m in much more danger.
Sal pulls a knife from his jacket and places it onto my shirt. Finn’s shirt. He cuts the fabric off me, exposing my bare chest to him.
Then he places the tip of the blade right between my breasts and smiles. “Ok, plaything. I’m ready to hear you scream.”
Chapter Eleven
Finn
Now that my bullet wound is fixed, I head back out to find Aiden. I need to see if he’ll lead me to Dante in a place where I can kill Dante without all of his guards around.
Aiden will surely have gotten Elena to safety somewhere but I know my brother. He’ll go to Dante soon enough. I go back to my brother’s apartment and wait and watch for him to return.