10 I get what I want

Melina woke up and found herself sitting on a couch in a dark room with very little light. 'What the hell am I doing here?', she thought and then like sea waves memories of yesterday's events came rolling down on her. 'Oh God no! Okay, okay calm yourself, first, find the door...Ahh there it is', she thought and went towards the door. 'Now I gotta open this', she thought and tried opening it. No matter how hard she twisted the doorknob, the door wouldn't budge. She was about to use her hairpin when she saw the doorknob twist on its own. The door went open and she was terrified of what she saw.

'You!', she gasped and took a step back. 'Missed me sweetheart?', Massimo smirked taking predatory steps towards Melina. 'Are you crazy? Why would you bring me here?', she yelled stepping back. 'Now, now there's no need for the volume, is it? And yes, I am crazy about you, love', he replied in a dangerously low tone.

'Don't call me that! I do not belong to you!', she said wishing this to be a bad nightmare but sadly, it wasn't. Now she saw his eyes turn dark with anger. It was at that moment she realized that she officially fucked up.

He swiftly came close to her just how a lion stalks its prey. Melina tumbled back but realized she had hit the wall. Before she could run sideways, she was caught by the iron grip of Massimo. 'You are mine! Solely mine! You are mine to do as I please!', he roared and that was more than enough to break down Melina's defenses. She started to break down and cry, her eyes never leaving the ground.

Massimo then realized what he had done and was filled with guilt. He had forgotten that she was innocent, kind, and gentle unlike himself who is dangerous, cruel, and ruthless. It was the very thing that attracted him. She gave him hope when he was so desperate. She couldn't have remembered that, but he did. She was light and he was darkness.

He gently wiped her tears and said, 'I'm sorry Melina. I shouldn't have snapped like that.' He then lifted her face up and stared into the blue orbs glistening with tears, tears caused by him. After a moment of silence, Melina looked straight into the devil's eyes and said, 'Let me go'. Massimo didn't even budge. 'I said let me go you monster!!!', she screamed and started to punch him in the chest wildly. Massimo took a step back and turned around.

'You need to learn this the hard way, don't you?', he said dangerously. Melina didn't care for a word he said and darted towards the door. Suddenly the lights went on which revealed her brother straddled to the chair in the farthest part of the room.

For a moment everything went blank. There was only one thing in her mind. 'Dario!!!', she screamed and ran towards her brother only to be caught by Massimo from the back. 'Let me go you sick monster!!', she screamed and wriggled vigorously. 'Now now we wouldn't want to hurt your brother would we?', he whispered in her ear. Melina froze. She can't let him hurt her brother. He was the only family she had.

'Haha now you've learned obedience I see', he chuckled. Tears started to fall freely down her cheeks. It was at that moment she realized, she was trapped. She couldn't do anything without hurting her brother and she can't afford to do that. She can't escape the monster holding her.

He then released his hold on her knowing that she can't run. He went forward, towards her straddled brother and lifted his chin up. He was still unconscious. He slapped him hard suddenly and he woke up out of it. 'Dario!!!', she screamed and ran towards him, but was caught again by him. He held her back.

Dario woke up confused about what was happening but after noticing him straddled and his sister caught in the arms of the man who was claimed to control the entire mafia, it only made too much sense. He looked at Massimo's eyes with pure hatred which held something both Massimo and Melina didn't. 'You've got guts kid', Massimo chuckled noticing the contempt in his eyes.

'Let my brother go, please', she pleaded him, with tears threatening to flow again. 'Now princess, we have a deal. You don't pull any pretty stunts of yours in here and I won't touch your brother. Do you understand me?', he said, his tone making it very clear for Melina that refusing wasn't even an option. She stood there motionless, her head hung low to mask the fact that she was helpless.

Massimo then sighed and came closer. She knew she shouldn't move back. She stayed rooted to where she was, though it took all of her willpower to do so. He gently ran his fingers along her cheeks and then her jaw and finally caught hold of the nape of her neck. He was so gentle as if a little pressure would break her. He then stared at her ethereal face wondering how beautiful she was. Then he went closer and marked her lips with his.

Once his lips touched hers, Melina could take it no more. She started to wriggle against him and tried to pull away from his claim, her eyes shut the entire time. Massimo did nothing but out of nowhere suddenly Melina heard the sound of a gun clinking. She darted open her eyes to see the trigger pointed at her brother. Her trembling eyes met his steady ones which held a warning which she understood too well. With a sob, she shut her eyes unable to face him any longer, and dropped all her denial to his dominant claim over her lips while her tears fell freely pouring out though her eyes were shut tightly.

He then carried on his claim over her lips as if it was the last time he was gonna kiss her. The only thing Melina felt during the kiss was dominance, pure dominance, and his passion. For some strange reason, she felt his touch too familiar, which she couldn't comprehend. Finally, he pulled back looking at her intently.

After a painful silence, Melina finally voiced her thoughts. 'Why me? What did I do to you?' she sobbed in front of the man who had the entire country in his control. 'Shh baby girl. If there's one thing you need to know, I always get what I want', he whispered in her ear while his large hands wiped the tears of her ethereal face carved by the Gods themselves.

'I beg you, please let me go...Please I want to go back', she begged him helplessly. He stares at her for a few seconds and then gently nuzzles himself in the crook of her neck and growled in a predatory tone, 'You are mine'.