Bound to the Devil: A Dark Mafia Romance by Cara Bianchi

Author:Cara Bianchi [Bianchi, Cara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-07-26T16:00:00+00:00

19

Lily

Everything hurts.

It’s daylight but I can’t tell what time of day it is. There seems to be a lot of noise outside the car and, as I wake up a little, I realize that it’s the sound of traffic.

I try to wind down a window but Nate and Paulo are, of course, too smart to have left me with the option of jumping out. Futile though it is, I try the door.

Nope.

We’re slowing down.

I tap the privacy screen but the two men in the front don’t respond. I hear Nate’s voice as he gets out of the car.

“Hey, Dmitri, how goes it, dovorich?”

I raise my head from the seat just enough to peer out of the window. It’s bright outside, and there are lots and lots of people around the car, shaking hands and all talking at once.

I’m so distracted by this that it takes me a minute to wonder where I am.

How long were we driving?

My head thumps and I wonder if I have a slight concussion.

I scan around for clues, but I have a limited view out of the window. I can see a waste bin off slightly to the right, with a little badge on the front. My vision is blurry and I squint to read it.

Even with my poor reading ability, I can make it out, linking the letters phonetically.

Buh - oh - sss - tuh - oh - nuh.

Boston?

We’re in fucking Boston?!

The privacy screen descends and I’m faced with a tired, irritable Paulo.

“The fuck you yelling at?” he asks.

I realize I’d spoken aloud.

“I…this is Boston, right?”

Paulo seems disinterested. He yawns and checks his watch. “Sure is, Lily flower. You’re gonna be going on our Love Boat. Some people call it the Cooze Cruise.”

The back door is wrenched open and I’m out in the bright sunshine, Nate dragging me by the arm. His other hand snakes around my waist and he’s laughing as he shoves me into the middle of a group of men.

I bounce off the chest of a tall, built man with a livid scar on his neck.

“Oh, she likes you, Dmitri!” Nate says.

Dmitri’s hands are all over me, on my hips, up my dress. I clamp my thighs together and he grins. When he speaks, his accent is thick, with a scratchy edge to it, probably from his throat injury.

“I love it when they fight. I love to break the feisty ones, it’s more of a challenge.”

I can’t get free of him. His hands are huge and he has both of them around my waist from behind. I struggle but it’s futile, and there’s nothing I can do but despair as he grinds himself into my ass.

“Now, now,” Nate says. “Not yet. We have rules, remember? Leave the girls to the crew and we will all get aboard and settled in."

Dmitri shoves me towards Nate, and I catch myself quickly enough to avoid falling to the ground. Nate grabs a fistful of my hair and marches me along the dock to where a small group of women are huddled together.

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