Episode 8

"I'm hungry." I turned to face him and was startled by his bare chest.

"The refrigerator is in the kitchen."

"There's nothing to eat there." I can't take my eyes off his abdomen. He, so close to me, seems to be 2 meters tall.

"Even less in this room. Besides disrespecting an order of mine, you're curious and nosy."

"Can you stop talking to me like that?"

"How do you want me to talk?"

"First, my name is Fiorella. Second, I just wanted to see what's inside."

"You want to see? Alright!" he takes a key out of his pocket and opens the door. "Go in!"

"You go in first."

"I'll go last, go in!"

I huff with anger and enter. He follows closely behind and turns on the light. Why did I want to see what's inside here? Drugs and weapons everywhere, lots of ammunition, loading clip, grenades, C4 explosives. C4 is for blowing up banks? I am amazed.

"Satisfied?"

"What kind of organization are you?"

"Arms trafficking."

"A-arms?"

"What did you think? Doll trafficking? I thought you were used to this, since your father has a clandestine ammunition factory."

"My father never let me get close to those things."

"You don't know what you're missing."

"I'm not missing anything, Mr. Argo. I never liked these things and always hated being born into a family like this, and you bring me to a bomb shack?" I run out and go into the room.

Seeing that scared me. I know, I always knew that the mafia is a criminal organization, but seeing this shook me. People die because of that, because of drugs. This only made me more certain and disgusted by these men. I lie down on the bed and close my eyes to try to sleep.

ARGO ROMANOV

I'm having to summon patience from beyond to deal with this girl. She's the daughter of a mafioso and almost wet herself when she saw my arsenal. I thought it would be easier to get Jared in line with a wife, I just didn't expect this girl to be so difficult.

I'm sending these two away after the wedding. They can figure it out there, I'm not old enough to deal with a clueless jerk and a rude girl.

"Jordan." I called one of my soldiers and did something I never thought I would do. "I need you to bring something for the girl to eat."

"At this hour, boss?"

"Are you questioning me?"

"No, sir! I'll figure it out."

"Great!"

I made a deal with these new soldiers, they brought food in less than 15 minutes, even though it's 2 a.m.

"Are you awake?" I approached the room and asked, she didn't respond. "There's food here, aren't you hungry?"

"I don't want it!" she yelled with a muffled voice.

"You don't know what you're missing, it smells great. But... since you don't want it, I'll throw it away, I don't eat sandwiches and it'll go bad by morning." she opens the door immediately and takes the bag from my hand, and as a thank you, she gives me a furious look and slams the door in my face.

I woke up to the moaning of a woman. This voice isn't my mother's. I got up and went towards the strange noises. My father was in the living room with a whore.

"Argo, come here!" he called when he saw me. "Sit here and see how it's done, boy."

"Let her go, dad, you're hurting the woman." I shouted with disgust written on my face.

"Come here!! "he pointed to a chair in front of the sofa, and forced me to watch him fuck a whore, he wasn't gentle at all, the woman complained of pain while my stomach turned. "The woman, Argo, all of them, need to respect us." he spoke while fucking. "The man is sovereign in everything, in love, in marriage, in life, in business. We can do anything, Argo. Look and learn." he grabbed the woman's hair and pulled with force, going in and out without any shame.

I looked out the window afraid that my mother would come in and see that. My father always did these things and made me watch. The woman moaned in pain and it revolted me.

"You're hurting the girl." I said.

"Tell him, woman. Do you like it or not? Do you like it when I do this?"

"I... like it, harder." the woman moaned and asked for it.

I was confused, I didn't know what to think, she liked that?

"You're 15 years old, my boy. It's time to learn, and of course, practice." He said from within. "Your turn, Argo." He approached me and pulled me out of the chair. "I want to see my boy become a man."

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