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Chapter 32

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❖Anna❖

"We're done here Anna." Senna, one of the older maids says to me as we finish the room.
"Thank you for your help."
"It's not like I have much of a choice." I answer softly, making sure Isaac doesn't hear me complaining, otherwise I would most definitely get another beating.

I've been here for a week now and I still haven't been able to find a way out.
Isaac still watches me every move and uses me for his own pleasure every other day. The days that 'that' doesn't happen, I'm getting a beating from whoever feels like it. My whole body is covered in cuts and bruises at the moment, and I'm sure that they won't be able to heal any time soon.

"I know Anna. Just hold on a little longer. I'm sure we'll find a way to get you out of here."

I had told Senna about me wanting to get out of here and she has been trying to help me since that moment, even though we both know that it could be very dangerous or her to help me.
"I've seen too much pain caused by these men." She had said to me. "A bright, strong, girl like you shouldn't be in this hell. Not even for a week."

I softly smile at her, sending a silent 'thank you' to her.
"Anna, your father wants to see you." Isaac interrupts us as he walks into the room.
"Good for him." I mutter back, soft enough to be sure that no one heart it.

Isaac grabs my arm and pulls me along with him.
"You know, if you keep grabbing my arm so tightly your fingers might get stuck on my flesh and we could become one."
"Shut your mouth bitch." He answers with a snarl and I have to suppress a smile, feeling slightly proud that I got him irritated like this.

Even after being stuck here for a week, I still somehow keep hoping that I find my way out of here. And annoying Isaac is just a part of that plan. It's my way of getting back at him for what he did, and still does, to me.

"It's here." He grunts as he pushes me through a couple of doors. "I'll bring you back to your cellar as soon as this is finished. And you will pay for annoying me."
"Can't wait." I answer, earning another growl from Isaac before he closes the door.
I look around the room and notice that I haven't been here before. The place looks a little like Samuel's office, just without the desk and all the papers.

My dad is sitting in a large armchair, with a sigaret in his hand.
"There is my favourite daughter. How are you my dear Anna?" I look at him with raised eyebrows, not liking the tone of his voice. It's sending my mind straight into 'danger' mood.
"I'm your only daughter." I answer.
"Now that isn't how I taught you to talk to your elder Anna. Where is your respect?"
"Respect is for people who have deserved it."

"You sure did change over the years. You forgot all about your manners and you forgot all about your manners and you forgot how I want you to act towards me." He stands up and walks closer to me.
"Do I need to help you to remember, my dear daughter."
I take a step back, all the braveness I just had, disappears out of my body, thanks to the traumas my father has left me with.
"I see that you still remember what I can do to you." He says, clearly pleased that I stepped back. "But remembering isn't enough for me. You need to feel it."
And with that, he hits me so hard that I land on the floor.

"You filthy little slut."
Hit
"I heard what you did."
Kick
"Do you like being Samuel's whore?"
Slap
"Or do you prefer Isaac?"
He pulls me up by my hair.
"But you forgot about your father."
He throws me back on the ground and my head lands hard on its side, resolving in me seeing black spots, again....
"So, now, my dear Anna, it's time for me to have my turn. I'm going to have some fun with you."
He sits down on top of me and I close my eyes, wishing that this moment passes by very quickly.

❖Gabriel❖

"Good. Bring him in as soon as you can. I have a couple of questions for him." I click off the phone and throw it on my desk.
Today I might finally get closer to getting my angel back.

Suddenly there is a nock on the door of my office.
"Come in."
The door opens and my father steps through it.
"Father, what do I earn this pleasure for?"
"We need to talk Gabriel." My father has a serious look on his face and I already know what he's on about.
"Isn't that what we are doing right now?"
"I'm serious Gabe."
Sighing I look up at my dad. "If it's about Anna then we are done talking. I made clear to you what I think about it all and the complete mafia, that I am running, is behind me on this one. So it doesn't matter what you are going to say, or what happens, Anna will be brought back to my side and she will stay there."
"Gabriel,"
"No!" I interrupt him, "Nothing will change. I'm the leader here now and everyone is following in my lead, so I'll leave the choice with you. You either stay here, fight along side with us, or you leave and will never show yourself here again."

My phone pings, a text from Paul, telling me that there is a package for me in the cellar.
"You will have to excuse me now father. I've got some things that I need to take care of."
Without waiting for an answer, I walked out of the room, leaving my father behind.

I make my way over to the garage, get in the car and drive towards our warehouse.

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"Boss." I get greeted by Paul, as soon as I exit my car.
"Paul." I greet him back, "I've heard that there is a special delivery for me."
He looks at me with a devilish smirk, completely understanding what I meant. "Indeed, there is sir. We've taken the liberty to set it up in the cellar."
"Good thinking. Has anyone touched it yet?"
"Not yet sir. We have been waiting for your arrival."
"Glad you did. Would you like to join us Paul? After all, you are the one who brought it here."
"It would be an honour sir."

Together we walk inside. In the cellar we meet up with River and Raphael who are already waiting for me. Both with a serious and slightly angry look on their faces. "Gabriel." They say.
I nod back at them, acknowledging their presence. But my eyes are fixed on the person who's tied down on the chair.
The man I ones trusted, who I let into my gang, who I let get close to my family, close to Anna.
The man who betrayed us. Hunter.

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in." I start. "Our lost son has finally returned to his home. We were so scared something happened to you."
Sarcasm drips from my words and I can see a smirk playing on Raphael's lips.
"But I see that you are completely fine, which is wonderful." I step closer to him, my sarcasm changing into the low and dangerous voice I use during interrogations. "It's wonderful, cause now I know that everything I will do to you, will hurt you only because I want it to hurt you."

Hunter looks up at me and tries to spit in my face. But I'm quicker and move out of his way.
I lift my hand and punch him so hard that he falls over, with chair and all.
Raphael and Paul quickly move forward and sit him back up.
"That wasn't smart Hunter." Raphael growls at him.
"Fuck you." Hunter reacts.

I nod to River and he turns around, lofting the sheet up from the torture table.
"Time for some fun." I say as I let my eyes glide over the table.
"Where do we start?" I question out loud, but I already know. Within a second I've turned back around and have my fist buried in his stomach, making him double over.
"Using those things on the table will end your life to quickly for my liking." I say to Hunter. "You've earned a slow and painful death our dear Hunter. We will have you begging us to kill you in the end."
I back hand his face, resulting in him spitting out some blood. "We want answers and you're going to give them to us. One way, or another."