Violent Little Thing (Lily and Luciano) novel Chapter 32

hapter 32

Luciano

“She didn’t know…” I say breathing heavily and pacing the room.

“No, she didn’t know. She may be a ruthless assassin, but she was innocent in all of this. Nothing cigarette to the floor and lighting another one.

than a victim herself.” Flicking his

“Where would he have her?” Tony asks from his chair.

“Where she was always meant to be in his eyes. Home.”

“Then we go get her back!” I say. This is all my fault. I don’t know if she will ever forgive me but I need to get her back.

“Ha, yeah good luck with that. You don’t know the way in or around. You don’t know where his men are, how many, how loyal. You think it’ll be easy to just walk into his own home and take the one thing he’s been obsessed with for 23 years?”

“That’s why you’re going to help us.” Tony says.

“And why would 1 do that? I’m a dead man walking right now just for being caught. Not to mention, you probably want to kill me too. Sam says looking me dead in the eye.

“You help me kill your father and get your sister back and I’ll shake your hand and walk away.”

“Well then…” he says with a grin “Looks like today’s going to be fun.”

*Today? We need time to plan!” Luca pipes for the first time since entering the room. He doesn’t look anything like himself. He looks, scared?

“If we don’t move today, she could very well be dead by tomorrow. It has to be today.

Luca gulps and wipes a tear from his eye before it falls. Then he looks at me.

“You really fucked this all up man! You had the girl of your fucking dreams! The perfect Donna, she would have made this family whole again and you just fucked it up! Any of us would have given her the whole fucking world just for the smallest amount of her attention and you throw her away like fucking trash!”

I hang my head and choke back tears. “I know! I fucking know!” I can’t hold it in. Luca grabs me for a hug and I just break. Leaning on him and letting my body succumb to the guilt and pain I’m feeling for what I’ve done.”

“Enough!” Tony roars out “Get your fucking shit together and call the guys in here! We need a plan and we need to move now! You can feel like a piece of shit later when we know Ariana is safe.”

Pain…darkness…Joneliness…nothingness. I can’t belleve I’m back here. I think I’m going to die. Death would be nice compared to the pain. The pain in my heart from Luciano’s betrayal. He didn’t even let me speak. He promised me…

“Ahhhhh” I cry out as another cut is made down my back. I’m hung from the celling, the chains cuffed tightly around my wrists and my toes just barely managed to touch the floor, making it impossible to alleviate any pain.

“Stupid, little, pathetic girl“, my father punches me hard in the face and then picks up an iron bar and smashes it on my shins causing the bones to break and 1 pull all my weight onto my wrists. He makes another cut on my hip and then my thigh.

My father continues to beat me. He breaks my fingers and when he doesn’t get the reaction he wanted from me he continues to take a blade and cut me everywhere but my neck and my face, simply stating he doesn’t want my blood on his hands when he hits me there.

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By the time my father reaches 600 cuts decides he’s hungry he tells Carlos to keep any eye on me while he leaves.

“Ari, hey, hey look at me. Its Carlos, I’m here, Ari?”

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