Captured by Leo

6

Leonardo

"How is she?" Alma questions. Taking the warm rag, she placed it upon her head. Running it down the side of her face. 

"Why does she have to suffer Leo?"

"Why can't you stay quiet?"

"Let's cut the bullshit dear cousin, I know very well that you could have shot her easily. Why haven't you?"

"Because I want a new toy."

She scoffs as she threw the rag towards me, causing it to land on my white clean dress shirt. 

"You are lying to yourself, I know the Doctor you're seeing asked you to find someone that you can be in a relationship with. But not like this Leo, not kidnapped a girl. Not lock her up. Not beat her and treat her wrong. Not r**e her. That is not how relationship work, not at all. You're not only hurting her physically, but mentally."

"Are you done talking?"

"No, I'm not!"

"Please leave, I want to rest."

She huffed as she stood up, making her way to the door. One last look she gave amore before leaving. 

Quickly undressing the shirt I had on, I laid next to her sleeping form. "If only I wasn't so f****d up cara, I would make you the happiest woman alive." I whispered. 

My lips skimmed along her shoulder until reaching the soft pulse that was beaten slowly. Her eyes fluttered open, her lips smiled softly. 

"Can you give me something to drink please." She mumbles low. 

I got up and left the room to get her something to drink, I should be less cruel to her. Reaching the kitchen where I found Alma, she folded her arms while raising a questionable brow. 

I passed by her and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. 

"GET DOWN, LEO! COME QUICKLY!" Adamo shouted. 

Alma rushed before me out to see what's going on. Gasps escape from her lips as she rushed over the staircase. 

Rachel was standing on the rail, holding her hands out. Preparing to fall, she looks at me and smiles. 

"I hope you rot in hell forever." Was all she said before throwing herself down against the marble floor. 

A loud thump, screaming, chaos was all I heard as my eyes scanned the puddle of blood that was underneath her. 

Her eyes wide open. She was dead. 

"You killed her, you killed her." Alma shouts while looking down at her. 

My eyes shot wide open, I sat up straight on the bed while panting. 

It was a dream, I shook my head and grabbed my cell to call Alma. 

"Yes Leo?" She answered. 

"How are things there?"

"The same as you left them, why are you asking?" She stated curiously. 

I remained silent, I left her after that day. And now I'm asking about her because the same dream comes to me every night. 

"Bye!" I said before ending the call. 

I threw the phone against the wall with all anger I had in me, she was f*****g my mind. Don't let her Leo, don't care for anyone. 

"JUST DON'T!" I screamed to myself. 

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Rachel... 

A week has pass and no one came down to see if we were alive or dead. 

Only Marin that would come with Alma secretly at night, they would bring us food and see how we were doing. Marin united Nuil from the wall even when he orders not too. 

He was a good man compared to the other three. 

Every night I would hate myself for giving into him, I felt lost with how he made me feel and I hate it. 

My mind was going crazy, I was crazy. 

He was consuming all my thoughts and I didn't like it one bit. 

"You know, if they weren't criminals. I would so date one of them. Stop beating yourself up Rachel. The mind and body don't agree with each other. I would have enjoyed it too if I was f****d by a monster cock." Nuil said with a giggle. 

I looked over to her, "You're crazy you know that?"

"Yea, I know. I'm sorry, I just don't want you to go mad. Or hurt yourself. You wanted to kill yourself this entire week, and I thank God I'm here with you to stop you doing so. We'll get through this together, call me crazy. But I think he likes you."

"Shut up, I hate him. He's f*****g up my mental health."

"Maybe you should f**k up his, you know, mental health. Make him love you, make him think that you want him too. He's trying to make you want him and only him. I think you should play his game. We won't last long if we fight them. We have to think and plan a way out, it's our only hope."

"What are you saying Nuli? That I should f**k him f**k me willingly? Are you mad?"

I couldn't believe her, what the hell was she thinking? 

"It's better than him forcing you, beating us up and sitting in this dark cold place. f**k with his mind, gain his trust. After you accomplish that, we make a plan to escape. With them not even seeing it coming."

"I'm not going to-"

"Oh f**k it, fine. We'll sit here and rot until we die." She huffs out. "Look, we can die here. We have to do what they want or they'll kill all the people we love, including you damn mother you care so much about. Think about her, who is going to pay for her treatment? We haven't sent the money to the hospital she's in this month. If they don't get paid, then they'll stop caring for her. It's a pretty expensive treatment Rachel, you know they'll stop and she'll die. For me personally, I don't care about her cause she deserves to die-"

"Shut up, she's my mom no matter what she did. Maybe she couldn't take care of me, so that's why she left me."

"Abandoned you to people she knew wouldn't take care of you. She never wanted you, never and you know that. She viewed you as the r****t daughter then her own. How is she a good mom? She wanted to hurt you, instead of giving you up. She sent you to people who beat the living s**t out of you everyday. Open your f*****g eyes and stop being so kind and forgiving."

My eyes filled up with tears, "I hate you."

"Good, I hate me too. Ugh, I'm sorry I didn't mean too Rachel. I just want to get out of here. And the only way out is for you to get him to love you. He likes you, I can see that he does. He captured you, switch it around and capture him. You already sold yourself to him, might as well help us escape this hell hole."

The sound of the door being opened came ringing through our ears. We heard footsteps coming down the stairs. They came closer and closer. 

I looked up and saw him standing there, Nuli held me tight. I stared at him as he stared at me. 

"Get up and let's go." He stated firmly. 

"What about Nuli?" I asked. 

He looked at me then at her, "She stays here until you learn to behave."

"I'll behave and do what you want. Just let her come with me, please."

Nuli griped my hand, I understood what she meant. I already told him I'm his, might as well do what Nuli said. 

"Ok, but one wrong move from you. And I'll kill her while you watch me do so."

He agreed, I knew something was going to happen but f**k it, I had no other choice but to play his game. 

I was standing before him as he took his sweet time smoking his cigar. I just stared back at him as he did the same. Eye contact between us was getting heated by the second. I felt like he wanted to say something, but bit down on his tongue just so he wouldn't do so. 

"Your friend is in the next room, you should shower and wear something clean. I'll have them bring up dinner for you, then" he paused. "I'll think about what I'm going to do with you."

He stood up and walked towards me. 

His hand reached my left cheek before his other hand was placed on my right side.

"I don't like..." he frowned as he pulled back. Shaking his head while pinching the bridge of his nose. "Go shower." He said, marching to the door before leaving me all alone in the room. 

I didn't know how I was going to do this, how can I make him fall for me? And what will be the end results after achieving such a hard task? 

I need to clear my mind and think straight for once, Nuli may have a point. I earn his trust, and at some point. We both try escape. It was a stupid idea. But it was the only one we had. Or more like, I had. 

I made my way to the bathroom for a much needed shower to scrub the smell off me that was foul. 

Undressing myself until I was completely n***d, I stepped into the shower and tried to relax under the hot water that hit against my body. 

Searching for his soap, I stopped while squinting my eyes. There were exact same shampoos and shower gel that I use placed in a small box that hung against the title wall. 

Did he.... 

Whatever, as long as I'm clean and smell free. 

After I was done with showering and the towel wrapped around my body. I exited the bathroom, and to no surprise. 

He was there waiting, sitting on the bed. Shirtless, new tattoos were on his arm, neck and shoulder. Along with bruises and cuts along his chest. 

"There's clothing in the closet and food on the nightstand. Get dressed and eat." He ordered me around like a child. 

Not replying, I paddle my way to the closet while holding onto the towel for dear life. 

I halted my steps as I stood before the closet door, one side was filled with clothes. Women's clothing that weren't there before. 

Yea, he's f*****g with my mind. 

From the corner of my eye, I slightly turned to look at him. He was in the same position but with his head turned towards me. 

Under hooded eyes he stared. As if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. 

When all I want to know is what was going through his.

Hurrying up, I went in and grabbed the most comfortable thing I can find. 

A small box was on the ottoman chair with a note that said "open me" on it. 

I wore a light long sleeve sweater, along with yoga pants. It looked like he bought the entire boutique store and brought it here. 

Dressed and ready, I was curious what the box had in it. 

"Out of the lingerie I bought, you wore that?" He said from behind me. 

"Do you want me to change?" 

A curious baffled his appearance.

"No, aren't you going to open it?" He asked while stepping closer to me. 

His arms engulfed me as he rested his head on my shoulder. 

Breath Rachel, just breath. 

"It's a gift I bought for you to wear forever." He whispered in the crook of my neck before trailing his lips upward towards my ear. "And I only have the key to unlock you from it." He inhaled the back of my hair. "You smell better than before."

I mentally rolled my eyes, "Are you expecting a thank you?"

Shit, I was supposed to.. 

He chuckled lightly, "Not really."

Pulling away from me, he walked over to the small box. Took it in his hand and walked back to me. 

He stood before me while looking down at the box, he opened it and I watched carefully as he pulled out a black bracelet that had diamonds all around. It came with a small golden key, "Hand!" He uttered. 

"Which one?"

"Left! 

"Could have just said "left hand"." I mimicked him. 

"Stop being a smartass."

"Stop being a buttface."

I held my left hand out for him, he clasps the bracelet on my wrist before shutting it lock with the key. 

"I'll keep this with me." He said while waving the key in my face. "Go eat, the food is getting cold."

Yes daddy.. what the fuck..no..ugh. 

I cursed myself for saying that, turning around, I walked towards the bed. Grabbing the plate of food, literally shoving everything down my throat without chewing. 

"That's not the only thing you'll be shoving down there." He stated as he leaned against the railing door. 

I choked on my food and he laughed. 

Glaring his way, he folded his buff muscular arms one on top of the other. 

It was a sin to be that sexy, but his soul was ugly. 

I went back to eating, and f**k, I was still hungry. 

Placing the empty plate back on the nightstand. I waited for him to talk. 

He was still standing, I wiped the corners of my mouth with my sleeve. 

"Can I sleep?" I asked without looking at him. 

"No, we need to talk. Meaning; I need to talk and set some rules that you'll obey and follow."

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

"Look at me when you address me."

"I don't want too."

"I'll hurt you."

"You already have."

He stopped talking, he was now  before me standing. He pushed me back against the bed, laid on top of me. I felt my body tense up as his eyes roamed my facial features, for the first time I got a better look at him. 

His eyes were deep sea blue, his nose was pointed and strikingly straight. Jawline on f*****g fleek, cheekbone that a highlighter would die to be on. Hair so thick, neck so long that I wanted to kiss. 

I'm f****d big time. 

He lifted both my hands above my head, he grips them in with one hand in place while I stared at the tip of his tongue moist his upper lip. 

"I'll tell you the rules you'll follow tomorrow. Give me a kiss amore." He whispers out. 

Hovering over my lips, he waited for me to kiss him. His eyes pierced through mine. I felt my body shiver, causing him smirk proudly. 

My body was traitor, I hate ever part of me this very moment. 

His left hand somehow managed its way up my sweater, slowly along my flat belly. Fingertips caressing and my mind was losing because of my damn body. 

Unexpectedly, he let's go of my hands and pulls the sweater over my head. Exposing my bare chest to him, he stood up. Grabbing his monster of a? bulge he had, his hand went in his sweat. Pulling out half of his.... 

"I had a dream about you." He said. 

Crawling back on my body, he pinched my erected nub with one hand while covering the other nub with his mouth. 

I gasped, moaned before shivering in pure delight. 

He stopped sucking on my n****e. He placed his chin in between the valley of my breast. 

"The dream was you f*****g me nonstop, your wild curls all over covering your face. My hands gripping your hip bone, rocking you back and forth. You stop, I push up with such force. I want that now, I want you so bad."

He capturing my lips onto his. Rolling me on top of him. "Make papa happy amore. I want to feel you tight püssy place her ice cream all over my cock."

Yea, I knew there was no way out of here. I'm f****d big time.