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Stubborn as hell, I shove the door until the rope stops it, but at least it offers me some cover.
I struggle to move my underwear down, and keeping myself braced over the seat so my butt doesn’t touch it, I quickly relieve my bladder.
There’s no toilet paper, so I try to pull up my underwear as quickly as possible.
While I’m glancing down, I take in my matching black lace underwear set, and I feel a flicker of panic. It’s the first time in my life I regret not wearing granny panties.
If they really want to hurt Damiano, they’ll rape me.
It’s inevitable.
Dio.
I suck in a quivering breath and shut my eyes as the fear of being raped creates a tense knot in my chest.
“Hurry up!” Manny snaps.
Yanking on the rope, he makes the door shudder open.
I quickly flush the toilet, then lifting my chin, I force my features not to show any of the fear I feel and step out of the restroom.
Walking back to the basement I try to brace for whatever they’re going to do to me today.
How long will they keep trying to force Damiano to step down?
A few days?
Hours?
How long do I have before they kill me?
Entering the room where I’ll be tortured and killed, panic flares hot in my chest.
Just reacting, I swing around and slam my tied hands into the side of Manny’s neck before I try to make a run for it. He yanks the rope back, and it rips me off my feet. My side slams into the cold, hard floor, and air wooshes from my lungs.
Manny pulls at the rope and starts to drag me across the floor before hauling my body into the air once more.
He fastens the rope around a hook on the wall, then shoots me a glare.
“Let’s start with the cattle prod,” Filippo orders, seemingly unbothered by my pathetic escape attempt.
Dio.
I suck in deep breaths of air, and finding the spot on the wall, I do my best to focus on it as I brace for the pain.
Chapter 38
Damiano
With Mamma and the other women and children safe, we all focus on getting everything ready for the attack.
Impatient as fuck, I glance at Dario, who hasn’t stopped working since I gave the order. “Do you know where Stefano is?”
“His phone signal is bouncing off three towers. I have the area but not a precise location.”
“Where?” I bark.
“Somewhere near Manorville. Just over an hour away by car.”
