Covet_A Dark Mafia Captive Romance by Olivia Ryann

Author:Olivia Ryann [Ryann, Olivia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-15T16:00:00+00:00

15

It’s dark in there, almost too dark to see. I open the cellar door a little wider, peeking inside. My eight-year-old arms shake from the force of holding the door open even this much.

“Mama?” I call out, my eyes adjusting. I can just make out the damp cellar steps, leading down into blackness. “Mama, are you down there?”

With all the strength I can muster, I shove the door. It tips away, slamming open with a resounding thud. Glancing around nervously, I hope that my older brothers don’t hear the sound.

Then again, I could probably be abducted right now, and they wouldn’t know. They’re all glued to the TV, watching each other try to beat some character in a video game. I’ve been told to piss off repeatedly, so I am.

Since I don’t know exactly what piss off means, I’m left to my own devices. And what comes to my mind, again and again, is Mama. Although she has always been sickly, usually waiting for Dad to get home with her medicine, lately…

She’s worse. I can tell. Gaunt and yellow-eyed, wrapped in several thick blankets but still freezing to the touch. I don’t know why she moved out of the bedroom on the ground floor, the sick room she’s occupied for the last couple of years. All I know is that one day she just wasn’t there.

Eventually, I found her in the garage, huddled on a trundle bed, under a bunch of blankets. She barely moved except to whoop out a phlegmy-sounding cough from time to time.

When I asked, she just shook her head and coughed. “My room is too bright,” she wheezed. “I had Art move me down here. Now be a good girl and hand me that box of my medicine.”

That was bad, living in the garage. But today she’s just gone from the garage. Surely nothing happened to her, or I would’ve been told.

But when I ask Tony about it, he shrugs his bony shoulders. “Mama’s sick, Kat. Dad said that we shouldn’t worry about her no more. He’ll take care of her when he gets home.”

With Tony entranced by the TV though, I have lots and lots of time to look for Mama. I search the house from top to bottom, finding her in the very last place I would think to look.

The root cellar. A strange place to be, without a doubt. In fact, I’m not even sure that she’s here at all.

The only reason I think she’s around is that some of the buckets she uses to relieve herself are sitting outside the cellar. The only purpose for them to be here I can think of is that Mama is close by.

And I’ve searched everywhere else.

So now I stare down the darkened steps, calling out. “Mama? Are you down there?”

There’s no answer, but there is a long, rattling cough. Biting my lip, I take a step down, and then another. Darkness eats up my legs, and before long I’m swallowed whole by shadow.

“Mama?” I ask again, taking the last couple of steps.

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