TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA II: MARIANA'S STORY Chap 60: Alejandro's pov
The space still echo with the sound of her sobs and whimpers. It's so loud and so taunting. I hold her closer, hug her tighter, hold myself back from
TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA II: MARIANA'S STORY Chap 59: Alejandro's Pov
How did it come to this?
A time when there's a distance between us. A distance of pain, of disbelief, of self torture and self loathe.
Five months.
TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA II: MARIANA'S STORY Chap 58: Mariana's Pov
Doors slam open and I am carried inside. Frantic hands roam, tearing my clothes apart, wincing, cursing.
I don't know what's going on. I'm simply bre
TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA II: MARIANA'S STORY Chap 57: Mariana's Pov
The world comes back to me in fragments. There is a throbbing pain in my side, the distant hum of the air conditioner, another throbbing pain in my he
TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA II: MARIANA'S STORY Chap 56: Mariana's Pov
One month later.
I'm sitting under the care of a nurse once again. It's a pain I've become accustomed to. Enduring five months of torture will do tha
TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA II: MARIANA'S STORY Chapter 55: Mariana's Pov
The realization dawns on me, that no one is coming to save me, that no one can help me out of this even if they wanted to. I am alone, in this place,
TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA II: MARIANA'S STORY Chapter 54: Mariana's Pov
"Why are you doing this to me?" My voice cracks, the weight of exhaustion and despair laced through every word. The room feels suffocating, the air he
TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA II: MARIANA'S STORY Chapter 53: Mariana's Pov
A gasp.
A groan.
A wince.
A strained grunt.
I don't know which comes first when my eyes flutter open. I find myself in a surprising position: curl
TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA II: MARIANA'S STORY Chapter 52: Mariana's Pov
Chains rattle. My head lolls back and lolls forward again, my toenails scraping across the dirty floor, bloody.
The sun has risen and set a few times
TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA II: MARIANA'S STORY Chapter 51: Mariana's Pov
"No!" Alejandro surges forward, but the sound of another gunshot echoes.
And this time, it's not aimed at me. Alejandro collapses back, clutching his