The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

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Aurora POV

I was enveloped in sweet dreamless darkness, my mind blank as I was alde to finally find peace. I recognize small specks of buzzy light agalost my closed eyelids telling my body it is time to wake up.

The fist thing my consciousness recognized was the brew alle silence around up for the soft bum of a central air conditioner. It takes me a couple of minutes to slowly open my eyes. I beggingly new my body to my back to stretch only to be met with a burning pain on my ass and the rest of my muscles ache as if I just ran a maration

I slowly try to sit up and tight through the pain. I take a moment and realize I am lock in the room I first woke up in The curtains are open letting in a warm aftener sun i lok at the check on the wall and it is just after three in the alternoon. I see a glass of water and some white pills on a small tray and a folded white paper

I quickly take the pills and get out the water, quenching my dry as sandpaper throat. As I reach for the fedded paper, I see a nice large red ting around my waist and Images of what happened earlier flored my brain. The cuffs clearly ruled my skin a bit raw,

I picked up the note and read the beautiful cursive writing careful

*Our Dearest Princess,

We had urgent business. We will return by the morning.

Your clothes are in the balloom. Ring the bell on the wall by the door if you get hungry.

Stay in your room until one of us comes to get you. He good

1. C. K, B

“HA!” I actually laughed aloud at this, I slowly got out of bed, noticing mery muscle was pulling like a fog of war with each other. I winced at the pain but slowly mudde it to the bathroom. I saw my reflection in the mirror: 1 looked like a freight train collision. My eyes were putty, I still had tear stains on my red cheeks, my hair was messy and matted. I was wearing a peach colored silk negliger that barely covered the top of my butt cheeks and I could see blue and purple marks on my skin behind me.

A wave of countless emotions and conflicting thoughts begin to flood my system all at once: These men are really scary, and they hurt me for trying to escape. They are clearly enormously powerful and obscenely wealthy. But for them being in the Mafia, they could have hurt me a lot worse! I actually expected to be chained to a bed or have them hovering over me when I woke up. How would I even be able to escape this place?

I see the clothes laid out on the counter stopping my inner monologue, and I internally thank the heavens for letting them be comfortable. I do quick work in the bathroom, doing my business and taking a quick shower.

I then put on the black lace bra and pantie set, the super soft black leggings and an oversized long sleeve blue shirt, and put it up in a bun. I found some socks and a pair of black puma shoes,

Over the next few hours I paced back and forth in my room. I checked the door handle which was duly locked i

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room and even in the bathroom. All locked. The sun was set by now and the horizon was pitch black.

going through all the drawers and I found inside the bedside table a

to escape again so soon, but these men are crazy! I just want my life back.

out like you see in futuristic movies. There was a list of people and I hit the maid icon and a message

by the bed and hid the handcuffs in my right hand, hidden from the view of the

clicks on the door and then a small, petite brunette maybe my age entered the room, her maid uniform crisp and neat even though it was already well past nine in the evening. Her smile was so

door, leaving a little gap. “What can I

mumbled very softly, looking down at my lap trying to act weak,

my surprise, she does. She comes right up to me: “I know this must be hard ma’am. I am so sorry, but I didn’t quite catch what you said.” I

circumstances were different, I could definitely see us being friends but that would mean I would have to stay here and I am not doing

I say quickly. She has an instant puzzled look on her face, and I took that moment to grab her hand and slapped the waiting open cuff on her wrist.

–”

begins to say, but I had already clicked the cuff and hooked the

She was struggling against the cuff and started to yell but I stepped out of the room and closed the door, locking all three

couldn’t hear anything coming from my room. I think it’s soundproof.

of luck, the hall was

running down the corridors, trying to remember the way to the main foyer. I went the wrong way twice and had to back peddle before I finally found the stairs. I ran down the stairs, not

but I found another button on the wall by the door, I

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hit the button and a panel opened up. There was a

a code! 8

reading a few stories where a girl gets kidnapped, and the guy used

really be that simple? Would they be

input my birthday, holding my breath,

0.3.1…8…1…9.9.9

Click.

pie! I did

when I hear some

the door and stepped into the night.

walking towards the house and so I crouched behind one of the large hedges in front of the porch. A