Dangerous Desires Part 2: A Mafia Romance (Corrupt Me series)

by A. G. Khaliq

  Help me, God.

  Please fucking help me…

  “Take that, you fucking bitch,”

  Fibonacci snarled. “I haven't even fucking started yet.”

  “S - stop it Fibonacci…” I tried to speak, but it just came out as a murmur.

  I couldn’t compose a sentence together anymore. My body was failing me. It was like I could see the Angel of Death hovering over my body, just waiting to suck my soul out of me right now and put an end to my damn suffering. “P -

  please…”

  “No,” Fibonacci barked. “Call this payback. I finally get my revenge after everything you put me through all those 238

  years ago, you fucking whore. This is what you deserve. You ugly, foul bitch.

  You’ll never be beautiful again.”

  Those were the last words I heard before Fibonacci spun me around, and began slamming my head against the cold tarmac repeatedly, to the point I could hear a crack and blood began to gush out of my body.

  And then everything went black.

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  Meanwhile…

  I stood outside of Indigo Limited with Brett, patiently waiting for Arturo to pull up in his car. Brett was puffing on a cigarette. I could feel my heart thumping with nerves. I was growing tired and snappy and agitated. I was so damn 240

  worried.

  So damn fucking worried.

  “My brothers should be here in a minute,” I muttered to Brett.

  “Want a cigarette?” Brett offered.

  “No,” I snarled.

  “Suit yourself,” he shrugged flatly.

  I rolled my eyes, pissed off. I was getting quite tired of just being around this fucking idiot. I didn’t know how Sapphire had managed to last years in a relationship with him. Thank fuck she left him while she still could.

  A sudden roaring of an engine started to deafen my ears, and snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked up from the ground to see some blinding 241

  headlights. It was Arturo’s car. My brothers were here at last.

  They got out of the car and strode towards me. I let out a low sigh.

  “Hey guys,” I groaned. “We need to hit the road ASAP.”

  “Who the fuck is that guy?” Arturo nodded towards Brett.

  “Don't ask,” I muttered, rolling my eyes.

  Pedro and Iglesias started to laugh.

  “Sure you're ready to handle some bad boys like us?” Pedro grinned.

  “Whatever,” Brett shot back.

  Now wasn’t the time to be making jokes, and I was pissed off at Iglesias and 242

  Pedro for doing so. I shoved them towards the car, not wanting to waste any more time than we already had.

  “Let's go,” I spat bitterly.

  We all sat inside the car, and Arturo began to drive as fast as he could.

  I was sat beside him in the passenger’s seat, whilst Brett, Iglesias and Pedro were sat at the back.

  “What's going on then?” Arturo asked me anxiously, as he continued to drive. “What changed with Sapphire?”

  I let out a deep breath, my chest heaving upwards and downwards.

  Feeling like complete and utter shit whenever her name was mentioned, because I was reminded of how I hadn’t been there for her and I hadn’t come to the realization that something was wrong. My reckless behaviour kept 243

  replaying itself over and over to me like a form of torture. How Sapphire was probably fighting for her life, and I was balls deep inside of Sharon because I thought she’d fucking left me…

  I was a monster.

  I was a fucking monster.

  “She didn't leave me,” I murmured, a tear rolling down my cheek. “She was kidnapped.”

  “Fuck,” Arturo breathed. He shook his head, sighing exhaustedly. “I'm sorry I got things so wrong, bro. It was wrong of me… I was there giving you advice, telling you to move on. I had no fucking idea that she was going through this shit.”

  “It happens, bro,” I mumbled, because the only person that was really to 244

  blame in this whole situation was myself.

  “If I hadn't checked the CCTV, we wouldn't even be here right now.”

  “She'll be fine,” Arturo reassured me. “It's better late than never. Let's go and save your girl. Just because I failed my girl all those years ago…” Arturo’s chest heaved. “Doesn't mean that you shouldn't get a shot at love.”

  “Thanks bro,” I murmured, my head pounding with the thought of something bad happening to Sapphire.

  The love of my fucking life. “That means a lot.”

  Arturo rubbed his chin.

  “Anything to get Brett out the car,”

  he joked, trying his best to lighten the mood. “Those plonkers won't stop teasing him.”

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  “Lighten up, Brett,” came Iglesias’s voice. “You totally don't look like Thomas the Tank Engine.”

  Pedro roared with laughter.

  “Get me the fuck outta here!” Brett screamed.

  I did my best to smile and amuse myself, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t focus on anything right now. All I could do was pray.

  Oh Lord, I know I’ve lived a life of sin. I know I’ve done unforgivable things in my life. I know I’ve done a lot of bad things.

  But please, don’t let my actions cause an innocent woman to get caught in the crossfire. Please save her. Please make sure she’s okay…

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  She doesn’t deserve this…

  The rest of the car journey went by like a blur. I stared out of the window, watching the trees overlap, as the night continued to take its course. Before we entered the desert, acres and acres of sand.

  I knew we were close.

  After a few hours, we arrived at the coordinates that Brett had provided. It was a ram shackled little house that looked like it had been abandoned for centuries. It looked like the last place that would be suitable to live in.

  “This is the place,” I breathed, as we made our way out of the car.

  The entire area was deserted, with not a soul in sight. The moon was all that 247

  could be seen in the dark night sky. We only had ourselves for company.

  Iglesias and Pedro loaded their guns with bullets, before tucking their guns in the back pocket of their jeans. I did the same with mine. I was ready to put thousands of bullets through this motherfucker. To put an end to his life, because Hell was the best punishment for him. He deserved to burn in there forever. His punishment lay with God for whatever the fuck he put Sapphire through.

  I burst inside of the house, knocking the door down with all of the strength that I had inside of me.

  “SAPPHIRE?!”

  I

  screamed.

  “SAPPHIRE?! ARE YOU IN HERE?!”

  I was desperate. I couldn’t see her anywhere. Everywhere was empty and 248

  deserted, and I could feel fear and rage overcome my body. She had to be here.

  She fucking had to.

  “SAPPHIRE?!” I pleaded. I called her name out repeatedly, over and over again, at the top of my fucking lungs. As loud as my voice box would allow me to.

  I needed reassurance that she was safe. I needed to know that she was in here.

  I needed to know that I wasn’t too fucking late to save her…

  I continued to knock doors down, barging into any room that I could find.

  Repeatedly screaming and sobbing her name, just praying and hoping for a response. Praying that she could hear me. Praying that this wasn’t the fucking end.

  “Baby, can you hear me?!” I roared.

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  “Well, well, well…” came a low, cold voice, that caused me to freeze in position.

  I put my hands in the air, blood roaring in my ears. My head fucking pounding.

  I slowly turned around, rotating my body anti-clockwise, when I came face-to-face with him, for the first time ever in my motherfucking life.

&nbs
p; “What do we have here?” Fibonacci murmured, as he held his gun against my temple.

  I’d finally fucking found him.

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  As I drifted back into consciousness, I could feel my head pounding. All I could hear was Donte screaming my name over and over again, but he couldn’t hear my screams and cries. I was so weak now, that my voice could barely let out a murmur.

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  “Donte, I'm in here!” I sobbed uncontrollably,

  rocking

  myself

  backwards and forwards. Knowing that it was no use. Knowing that there was no way he would be able to hear me.

  I was in agony. I was in fucking agony. Fibonacci had almost beaten me to death, but I wasn’t crying from the pain of all of the cuts and bruises. I was crying out of my love for Donte. My heart couldn’t handle this hurt, this pain.

  This pain of being without the man I loved.

  I couldn't believe that he was here.

  I couldn't believe it…

  My fucking baby…

  My man.

  My everything.

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  He came for me.

  He found me.

  And now, all I wanted was to be back in his arms.

  Back in his embrace.

  Back in his comfort.

  His warmth.

  “DONTE!” I cried out.

  I didn't care how much pain I was in.

  I screamed for all I was worth.

  I needed to be with my man again…

  “DONTE!”

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  I screamed as loud as I could.

  Until my voice went hoarse.

  Until my throat went dry.

  I prayed to God to give me strength.

  The strength to keep fighting.

  The strength to believe that this wasn’t the end.

  That this wasn’t how my story was going to come to an end.

  That I still had some fight left in me…

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  “Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes?”

  Fibonacci murmured, as he continued to press the gun against my temple. “The pretty boy motherfucker that caught Maya's eye.”

  My blood was boiling to the point it almost dried up.

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  I

  wanted

  to

  strangle

  this

  motherfucker.

  I wanted to make him plead for air.

  To beg for his life.

  To suffocate him.

  To fucking end him.

  This fucking monster.

  This fucking monster…

  “You little…”

  I balled my hands into fists, not caring if he was armed. My mind was fixated on torturing him. On making him pay for what he fucking did. Making him suffer for what he did. Getting revenge on this bastard…

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  Until a familiar voice caused my heart to leap in my throat.

  Caused my vision to go foggy.

  Caused every vein in my body to set on fire.

  I couldn’t breathe.

  I couldn’t fucking breathe.

  I could hear her voice.

  Her sweet, melodic voice that always managed to make me weak at the knees.

  She was alive…

  She was fucking alive…

  “Donte, I'm in here!” Sapphire 257

  wept.

  I could hear the pain in her voice.

  The hurt.

  The heartbreak.

  The terror.

  The fear.

  The fear that this man caused.

  I could feel how scared she was.

  How fucking broken she was…

  “Well, would you listen to that,”

  Fibonacci drawled. “She's calling for you.

  I know that killing you in front of her would give me a lot of satisfaction.”

  He broke off his sentence, smirking 258

  as he let out a low chuckle.

  “Fucking

  walk!”

  he

  snarled,

  moving the gun to my back as he pushed me forwards.

  Vengeance could wait. I just needed to see Sapphire’s face again. I needed to ensure her safety.

  Even if it meant I died tonight.

  Her staying alive and well was all that fucking mattered to me.

  He pushed me into a room, where I saw a large silver cage, and Sapphire sat on the floor inside of it.

  These were the conditions that he made her stay in?

  This was how he treated her?

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  Like a dog?

  Like a rabid fucking animal?

  I could feel my head pound and blood rush to my cheeks. Feeling like my heart was being torn out of my chest.

  Feeling like my body was on fire, and I was about to explode. Feeling like I was reaching the brink of insanity just looking at these poor conditions.

  I could only imagine how badly Sapphire was feeling.

  I could only fucking imagine it.

  I was only witnessing what was going on, and it was enough to shake me to the core and make me want to murder this bastard.

  This was what Sapphire had been 260

  living in…

  Not just when she’d been

  kidnapped by this motherfucker.

  But every year that she spent in a relationship with him.

  And I couldn’t process that.

  I couldn’t fucking process it.

  How mentally sick was this bastard?

  How sick was he to have the capability of putting a woman through that?

  A woman who had done nothing but love and care for him?

  This was what he gave her in return?

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  “Baby!” Sapphire cried out, her whole body trembling into a frenzy. She looked like she hadn’t slept in weeks. She was beaten and bruised. Broken all over, and I couldn’t bear to fucking look at her.

  Tears were welling in my eyes and streaming down my cheeks, and I couldn’t fucking stop them. The thought of this sadistic bastard hurting her and manipulating her was enough to make me go mad.

  I was going fucking mad.

  “Baby…” I sobbed. “It's okay Sapphire… I'm here. You’re safe now. I’ll make sure nothing happens to you… I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.”

  That was all I could do. Apologise to her, over and over again. Knowing that it wasn’t enough. Knowing that I didn’t save her from this. Knowing that no 262

  matter what I said, it wouldn’t erase what this bastard did to her.

  It wouldn’t fucking erase it.

  “Playtime's

  over,”

  Fibonacci

  snarled, cocking the gun to my forehead.

  “Any last words, Donte? Wouldn't you just love to watch your precious boyfriend die, Maya?”

  Sapphire let out a blood-curdling scream, as she continued to tremble and sob. I couldn’t bear to watch her like this.

  I couldn’t fucking bear it.

  Maybe I was better off dead. I hadn’t been able to protect her. I hadn’t been able to save her from all of the bad in this world. I’d just left her to deal with it all by herself.

  I wasn’t there for her when she needed me the most. I’d failed her.

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  I’d fucking failed her.

  “I'll take her screaming as a yes,”

  Fibonacci snarled.

  “I love you, baby…” I breathed. My throat felt so fucking dry. It felt like my heart was going to explode. Seeing the fear in her eyes. Seeing how much she’d cried. How much pain she’d suffered. “I love you. I love you…”

  “No!” she sobbed. “No, no, no…”

  “I love you…”

  Those were the last words I said, before I heard the bullet come out of the gun, and I fell to the ground, staggering in pain.


  Bullets flying.

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  One bullet.

  Two bullets…

  Three bullets.

  Four bullets…

  Everything was happening so fucking fast. I watched Fibonacci fall backwards onto the ground, blood pooling around his body. Before I knew it, I saw Iglesias and Pedro run into the room at high-speed, and Arturo crouched next to me, towering over my body, applying pressure to the bullet wound.

  “Are you okay, bro?!” he shouted.

  I spun back into reality, blinking repeatedly. Trying to make sense of what the fuck just happened.

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  “I'm fine,” I breathed. “He only shot my shoulder.”

  Arturo tore off his sleeve and wrapped it around my shoulder to help stop the blood from pouring. He helped me to get to my feet, and I could feel the colour drain out of my face as I came to the damn realization.

  Fibonacci was shot dead on the floor. My brothers had shot him as soon as he shot me. I was lucky to be alive right now. Another thing to add to the list of blessings God provided me with that I didn’t fucking deserve…

  And now, all I could think about was Sapphire.

  “Thank fuck,” Arturo breathed.

  “Come on guys! Free Sapphire from the cage!” he shouted at Iglesias and Pedro.

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  Pedro and Iglesias rattled with the cage, breaking it down. Breaking down the walls that Sapphire was trapped in.

  Because now that Fibonacci was dead, they wouldn’t only be breaking her free from the physical cage. They’d be breaking her free from the cage on her mind. The walls in her mind. Her demons.

  They’d be gone for good.

  Forever.

  “That should do for now,” came Arturo’s voice.

  Iglesias and Pedro had managed to break into the cage. They were helping Sapphire to get to her feet, in her weak, broken state. The tears wouldn’t stop falling from my eyes as I watched her.

  “That

  should

  do,”

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  mumbled.

  “We'll wait for you in the car, Donte,” Arturo breathed, giving me and Sapphire the space that we needed. The three of them left the room, leaving me and Sapphire alone.