The Mafia Princess and Her Possessive Men

Chapter Seven... Finding Out Something Disturbing

Bryson and Caine slowly crawled up the bed towards me, running their fingers over my skin. "We're going to have so much fun with you, Princess. You will be so lost that you won't be able to see straight." Bryson said as he leaned forward and placed a kiss on my shoulder.

"P-please... n-not like this. I d-don't even know who you really are. Please don't hurt me or my family." I strained out as tears fell down my cheeks.

I could see emotions swirling around on their faces, then Bryson's jaw clenched, and he shook his head with determination. "No. This is going to happen, Jade. You either enjoy along with us or it will be forced. You make the decision."

"I'm telling you, bro, we need to give her another one of these pills your dad gave us. It's better than what Conrad, her gramps, and your uncle put out in the early days. You saw how she was earlier. If we want to get her to go along, this is the way until she changes her mind or until we kill her." Caine said, smiling mischievously.

"My grandfather would never make something so vile. You don't know anything about my family." I spit out angrily.

"Oh, that's rich." Caine chuckled darkly, "Bry, our Princess doesn't know her own family's history at all." Bryson just shook his head and scoffs, "They kept you in the dark, didn't they baby?" He runs his knuckles down my tear-stained cheeks.

"Don't touch me." I gritted out and turned away from his touch. Bryson grabbed my chin harshly and forced me to look into his eyes. "That attitude is unacceptable, I suggest you change it. Otherwise, I will take you across my lap and spank you until you can't walk for a fûcking month. Got that?"

I swallowed and nodded my head hesitantly. What was wrong with me? Why was I getting turned on by his cruelty? God, something had to be wrong with me.

"She likes that, Bry. Did you see how her eyes dilated just from your voice?" Caine says with an evil grin. "You don't know what you're t-talking about." I tried to say firmly, with no success.

Caine leaned forward and looked straight into my eyes, "Liar. You know you want us as much as we want you. Just give up the act, Princess." He bites down hard on one of my breasts through the dress. I screamed out painfully, and then he slowly massaged the pain away.

"Let me tell you a story, Princess..." Bryson said as he began telling me the story of my family since the beginning. By the time he was finished, I was in complete shock. How could my family kill his uncle? I knew they were Mafia, but to kill a man in cold blood just because he loved my mother and my dads wanted her for themselves? That was so wrong. There had to be more to the story, I just can't imagine my parents would do such a thing.

"I am so sorry. I know there is nothing I can do to make up for what my family did, but please don't hurt them. Please let me talk to them. There has to be more to the story. Please." I pleaded frantically.

Bryson and Caine exchanged glances and nodded their heads in agreement. They looked back at me and smiled viciously. "There is nothing to talk about, baby. They killed my uncle, and now they will pay. You just happen to be the beautiful and sweetest punishment for that action. Once we completely destroy you, then we will send you back to your parents. They will know who the fûck we are once we are done. The Castello family will get their revenge." Bryson said fiercely.

"Give it to her, Caine. I'm tired of playing games." Bryson chuckles darkly.

"I don't know, Bry, just the thought of her defiance and sweet tears make me so hard. Maybe we should uncuff her and let her fight us. God, that would be hot as fûck." Caine groaned out as he rubbed the front of his pants.

Yes. That was perfect. I had to find a way to get out of here without them giving me that dâmn stimulant. I would be a goner for sure. I needed to get back to my family and find out what the fûck happened. Only then would I be able to make things right.

My chances were slim because there were two of them, but I had to try. I couldn't let my pûssy control my thoughts. She was a horny bîtch and she didn't care about anything but release. She wanted to know what it would feel like to have their côcks thrusting...

Dâmmit... I need to focus. She's trying to change my mind.

"Fûck. That does sound hot. Okay, but just for a little bit. We really need to focus on my dad's plans for revenge." Bryson groans out.

"Deal. Now, uncuff our present so we can unwrap her." Caine says, licking his lips and rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

Bryson leans forward and opens the side table drawer, and pulls out the keys. He begins unlocking my hands and then my ankles. He tosses the keys back into the drawer and closes it. I noticed a syringe setting there that I didn't notice before. I wonder if it's a sleeping sedative?

Bryson and Caine are on me, instantly ripping my clothes away. As much as I would love to share in the fun, I can't. Not yet. I have to take care of some things first.

I fight with everything and beg frantically, trying to keep their attention away from what I am planning. I reached out and grabbed the syringe, then plunged it into Bryson's neck, releasing the liquid into his veins. He tenses and looks up at me in shock, then his eyes roll to the back of his head, and he falls unconscious. Before Caine can see what happens, I grab one of the cuffs and snap it onto his wrist.

"What the fûck?" he roared loudly. I scrambled out of bed in a rush and grabbed Bryson's shirt, and quickly slipped it over my head.

"Let me out of this fûcking cuff, Jade. You won't like the consequences if you don't." Caine snarls viciously.

I just shake my head, and with trembling fingers, I grab the keys I spot and the phone and run out the door as fast as I can.

"RUN PRINCESS. RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN BECAUSE ONCE I HAVE MY HANDS ON YOU ALL BETS ARE OFF." Caine yells angrily.

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I speed down the road away from Bryson and Caine, not knowing exactly where I am, and I am beginning to panic. I constantly check the rearview mirror and see nothing but darkness. I know I don't have much time before Caine gets free.

I grab the phone and quickly dial my dad, Anders. "Hello?" he says with a forced voice.

"Dad. It's Jade. I got away. I'm scared. I don't know where I am or how long I have before they find me. I stole their SUV." I croaked out.

"Oh God. Jade. How are you calling me?" he asked more firmly. "I stole Bryson's phone," I said softly, then realized my mistake. "So you did know them then. We have a lot to discuss when you get home, young lady," he says with disappointment.

"Send me your location. I am on my way. I am bringing your Uncle Tommy with me." he said, gulping softly.

"Alright, I just sent it. Please hurry. I don't know if they are on the way already. I'm sorry for everything. I promise to tell you everything once we get home." I said, sniffling.

"Be there soon, sweetheart. Hold on tight, Dad is on his way. Don't stop. Just keep driving until I call you back. Okay?" My dad said softly.

"O-Okay, Dad, but please hurry. I love you." I said roughly. "I love you too, baby girl. More than you will ever know," he said with a strained sigh and disconnected the call.

I was safe. One of my dads was coming for me. I felt a sudden pain in my chest. Why wasn't my other dad coming for me? Was he mad at me? Did he not want to see me? Something had to have happened to him. Right? He would move Heaven and Earth to get me back.

They both would honestly, but I don't like the feeling that something is wrong and I am in the dark about it.

There is so much I don't know about, but that is about to change. I am tired of everyone keeping me from the truth. They still look at me as if I am a child who can't handle the truth. Well, no more. I am putting my foot down from now on.

This Princess is finally making a stand and letting everyone know she is not a pushover anymore.

Hêll, I might just take the reins and become Queen.