Ephemeral

CHAPTER 21

(Interior of the entrance 👆.This was the only one that seemed to fit the vibes so I went for it but you are free to imagine it the way you want though)

"Is it really you Emilio" The scary mafia boss exclaimed with a heavy voice filled with emotions.

"Of course big brother, who else would have the guts to stand in front of Mr. Alessandro West and would have the courage to speak without pissing their pants off." 

A tiny smile crept upon Alessandro's face knowing that his brother's joyful and mischievous personality still hasn't lost its charm. The next thing what he did was beyond expected to Emilio

He had his youngest brother in a tight yet loving embrace. As if he would never let him go again. 

"You can't even imagine how happy I am to have you back with us again Leo" he whispered in his ear with a tone of satisfaction

"No brother, I'm not back yet, we have a sister to save"

Alessandro immediately knew what Emilio was talking about but the thing he didn't know was that their sister was now clutched getting tortured in the base of one of their biggest enemies.

Taipants Base:- 

After Kirill managed to get a hold of Emilia after her being blacked out, she was carried to one of their most important prison cells. 

A bucket of ice cold water splashing on her made her snap out of a dreamless dark sleep which she seemed to be enjoying but as they say ; rains after thunder can't be prevented. 

Emilia's POV 

My peaceful darkness was disturbed by a feeling of extreme chills on my body which I now know is ice cold water. The one who had poured the bucket on me was dear Mr. Grey whose state was undeniably very funny if you ask me. A broken nose with a beautiful dark eyeshadow and a blood red lipstick shaded by his own blood. 

Did I tell you that I may or may not have punched him in the eye and mouth to create such a beautiful piece of makeup look? 

As I admired my skills; Mr. grey seemed to have a very angry scowl on his face which might may be a result of not liking my skills, but hey am not that bad !

Trust me but my actions are gonna pay me sooner or later. 

I was tied to a wooden chair with thick ropes along with handcuffs holding my wrist tight to backwords. The audacity I see 

Now that it took to my knowledge he was not the only one present in the room, Kirill himself stood there with a sadistic grin playing across his face. 

"Well, our dear princess seems to have woken up earlier than I had thought but how sweet of you to have a thought to value my precious time."

A dirty piece of rag had been shoved into my mouth  which made me prevent to get a word out from my mouth but a part of me was content just because this silly mouth of mine could've made me a bigger trouble due to its slipping skills. Still I tried to throw this thing out but it won't budge.

*Clap* *clap*

A guard came with a huge dark wooden box and placed it on the wooden table beside me. The moment I realised what this box contained, made me aware what cost does it take for you to even be born into a family rendered to the dark world. It had various knives of different sizes and blade shapes, thumbscrews, katanas and daggers. The chances of me getting out alive out of this room were as low as temperature of Antarctica. Negative exactly, which means even if I somehow do, I won't be in single piece. 

A big white bulb flashed on my head and a camera was set up as if to record me getting tortured. Let's say this won't end soon

Third person's POV 

Kirill had began his torture to her just because of a mere threat video he wanted to present to the italian mafia. Her pleaded shouts to stop only added glory to the video for the gang. They had totally done this in order to gradually destroy them mentally by letting them see their little sister getting tortured almost to the verge of death.

She was being whipped brutally along with cold water getting eventually poured on her. A few knife slashes were made randomly on her completely exposed body which was partially hidden by a cropped tank top and some shorts. They had took their chance to get information about the mafia and more about their legal businesses but with her being completely unaware about who even her brothers were,  it got her to getting more tortured. As she had said, 

 "My actions are gonna pay me sooner or later"

And pay they did. Her torture session had ended which seemed like forever but was 2 hours long. Her cheeks were a red swollen mess with ugly green and purple bruise and her whole torso was a messy canvas with whips and carvings sitting on her back with a few open gashes around her torso. Being stabbed twice, her thighs had given up after she was thrown into another dark cell. 

This torture was nothing she had not gone through in her past, but those horrible memories haunted her head the entire time making her go to a silent mode. She could think of nothing but how better it would have been if Emilio didn't have to go. Of course she couldn't blame him but right now she was in a desperate need of his company. Her mind floated through the thoughts of her other brothers. She had read about them in newspapers that she used to get for cleaning purposes back in her old house. Just their faces and actions described by the paparazzi wre enough to scare her despite the fact that she also imagined how her life would be after she lives with them. Will they accept her as their sister or will they send her back again but the latter options crosses itself out as her trust on Emilio refused to believe that he would ever send her back.  

With these thoughts continously trolling round her head, she had lulled back to her enjoyable darkness.

Word count :- 1670 words