The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C Novel

115: Hello Love 

Third Person POV 

The ride back to the house was quiet. Aurora knew something big was going on and it concerned Dimitry. She wanted to know but also didn’t, knowing it would only increase her anxiety. You could cut the growing tension with a knife. But she kept to herself. She knew they were in mafia boss mode and so trying to strike up a conversation would only result in terse words and pushed–off emotions. She found herself covering her midsection with her hands and started rubbing it absentmindedly. 

Before they knew it, they were back at home, pulling up to the front of the vast mansion. One of the guards opened the door and Jason stepped out, holding his hand out for Aurora to take. They walked inside and it seemed too quiet. There was no one there to greet them. 

“Where is everyone?” Aurora questioned, a feeling of dread washing through her spirit. 

“Lockdown my darling. All non–trained employees are sequestered in their quarters and only approved staff is allowed in the house until further notice. I have things to take care of in my office. I need you to go up to our room, lock the door, and do not unlock it for anyone unless it is me or one of your other husbands. Can you do that for me, please?” His eyes held so many emotions, that Aurora knew she couldn’t fight him on this. She was still feeling exhausted from the journey anyway. 

She nodded and gave him a quick k*ss before heading upstairs. Once she was in the master bedroom, she locked the door, noticing an additional deadbolt lock only accessible from the inside was added. She made sure to lock that one too. She then went into the bathroom, quickly stripped, and took a quick shower before dressing in shorts and a long- sleeved lounge top. She crawled into bed and turned on the TV. 

Maybe two hours later, she was in the middle of an episode of one of her favorite baking shows when the power went out. Everything powered down instantly. The sky had turned grey as a storm seemed to be moving in so the added gloom to the darkness gave Aurora a bad feeling. She knew she wasn’t supposed to leave the room, but she was honestly very scared at that moment. She still can’t handle complete darkness after that one time in the isolation 

chamber. 

She waited several minutes that felt like hours in the silence of the room, waiting for the backup generators to kickstart the power again, but nothing happened. She couldn’t sit still anymore, her deepest fears creeping up on her. When the wind kicked up and swept across one of the windows, shaking the pane slightly, that was enough to get her out of bed and flying out the door. 

The hallway luckily had a separate emergency lighting system that gave the expansive corridors a soft amber glow every twenty feet or so. A loud bang of a door made Aurora screech and pick up her pace till she got to the main staircase. The cloudy day was rolling in, casting the dark foyer in eerie grey light. Aurora wasted no more time moving down the stairs and heading to Jason’s personal office. 

She walked down the hall hurriedly and noticed that no one was around. She came upon the door and knocked quietly. There was no answer. She waited again for a moment, her heart racing, KNOCK. KNOCK. 

“Jason!” Aurora called. “Please, may I come in. I’m scared!” She whined at the door. 

A soft “come in” was heard. It almost sounded forced but another loud bang in the mansion made her open the door 

and rush in.. 

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115 Hello Love 

At the same moment that she came in and shut the door, the lights flickered back on, the generator kicking up full speed and what she saw made her stop in her tracks. 

“Hello love, miss me?” came the voice of her darkest nightmare. 

Aurora POV:** 

Dimitry, in the flesh, was lazily sitting on the sofa, his gun resting in his hand pointed right at Jason who was on his knees in front of his desk being detained by two large bulky b*dybuilders. They all wore black slacks and black button- down dress shirts. 

I was so busy staring at Dimitry and lason that I didn’t notice the two additional human Hulks that came up behind me. Before I could react properly, they already had me restrained in a bruising grip.. 

“NO! Don’t touch me.” I begged. Jason began fighting too, screaming profanities as we both tried to dislodge ourselves from our captors. My eyes never left Jason. I noticed a cut on his l*p and his face was swelling slightly with a purple mark forming on his cheek. 

“Now, now love. Settle down.” Dimitry chastised. “I don’t want to have to hurt you before we get home. Save your energy baby. You left me for a year. We have a lot of catching up to do.” He smiled sadistically. 

He stood up and brushed off invisible dust from his pants. He walked over to me slowly like a predator and reached behind his back. He held out his hands to both of the guards who were holding me. Without releasing me, they reached behind them and placed several black items in Dimitry’s hands. 

“Remember these, baby?” he asked me holding up in his right hand two thick strips of leather with a metal plate in the center and a sterling ring at the end. His shock cuffs. He noticed my moment of realization because his smile widened. 

“And this, baby, is going to be your new accessory for a while. I’m told it packs quite the punch.” He said while holding up a similar–looking strap of leather but it was longer and it too had a ring in the middle. It was a collar. No doubt a shock collar. 

“No. No. No. NO!” I began to fight against the stronghold with even more fire. But my fight was futile as Dimitry’s face only showed boredom and then with a look, the guards shifted in sync where one stepped behind me and put his arms around my waist and chest pulling me flush against his chest in an iron grip. The other one used his strong tree trunk leg to pin my legs against the one behind me and grabbed my head so I couldn’t move. Dimitry stepped forward and took his sweet ass time moving my hair and placing the collar around my n*eck and secured it tightly against my flesh. 

The guard holding my head moved down to my right arm and brought it up, exposing my wrist perfectly for Dimitry who secured the cuff tightly before moving to the left. I continued to try to fight only for the holds to never waiver and I knew I would have many bruises. Jason was also shouting and trying to fight but he too was overpowered. I saw one 

of the guards hit him a few times in the stomach when he managed to stand up. 

“Dimitry. Let him go. Please. Dimitry, he has nothing to do with this. Please! For me!” I couldn’t stand watching my husband being hårt. The guards holding me took their original positions holding my forearms. 

“Oh my sweet baby Aurora,” Dimitry said in a baby voice, “he has EVERYTHING to do with this. As long as he is alive, he will not stop coming back for you. His empire is rightfully mine and I finally have won against the big bad fason 

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O’Donnell. I am going to take pleasure in this.” He walked over to Jason and wasted no time in hitting him once again. 

“Is that all you got Marco? My grandmother hits stronger than you.” Jason goaded and Dimitry fell for it, hitting him again and again. 

I had to think of a way to get us out of here. Jason was going to be killed. Where was everyone? As if a lightbulb just clicked on in her head, she knew what she needed to do. The silent alarm. They had them all over the house. 

There was then a knock at the door and Dimitry yelled “Enter!” 

The door opened and I was shuffled over closer to the desk and Jason so the new people entering the office had space. My heart pained watching Charlie and Ben being dragged in by several more steroid–induced human tree trunks. Charlie and Ben both had their hands zip–tied in front of them and they looked like they had a round or two in the ring. They were placed on their knees just like Jason and the guards stood behind them, a firm hand on their shoulders. They stopped their struggles when they noticed me and their eyes held only pain and worry. 

“You okay sweetheart?” Charlie asked and I shook my head, letting fresh tears escape down my cheeks. Dimitry was furious and hit him in anger. I flinched every time his fist took another swing. “Don’t you address my woman and she is not your sweetheart anymore. She is mine and only mine.” 

“Stop. Please. Don’t hurt them…” My begging fell on deaf ears. 

Now that Ben was here, I had a chance. A crazy and dangerous thought crossed my mind but I had one shot so I was going to take it. Dimitry had finally stopped hitting Charlie who was now panting heavily and spit out some blood on the carpet. I felt the grip on my arm loosen ever so slightly so I looked at Ben who caught my eye. I wiggled my nose and winked with my left eye and then my right. A secret code Ben taught me and he nodded. 

He dropped down on the ground surprising the guards and he spun on his back using his feet to kick the men and they stumbled backwards. He did some Jackie Chan fl*p thing with his feet, spinning in the air, landing a few more blows to the men trying to restrain him. Jason and Charlie caught on and started to fight them too. 

Everyone was stunned and it gave me enough leverage to twist my b*dy with enough force to rip my arms out of the hold I was in. I pulled myself backward so they could not grip me again before I spun around and ran straight for Jason. I tackled him to the ground and landed on top of him, hugging him like a koala. 

I heard a slow clap from Dimitry and felt several hands on my b*dy lifting me up. I clung to Jason a tad more before letting them pick me up only to use my legs to propel me forward enough to grab the desk in front of me. I felt the button underneath the wooden panel and pressed down hard feeling like light click of acceptance before I was pulled back with force by my hair, Dimitry’s hot breath hit my ear. 

“Such a naughty little minx trying to save a dead man. Your fire always gets me hard. Let’s go home!” 

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