A light in the darkness

Chapter 5

Mason walked toward the last cell in the basement of the main base. His shirt which was crisp white that morning was now stained with lots of blood, the blood of the man who had dared to even think about kidnapping his babies. To say he was furious was an underestimate.

They had managed to just take the man who Damien had knocked out and the woman who Ben had managed to get. The man had told them absolutely nothing even after an hour and half of pure torture by Mason himself. He had only said one thing before Mason ended his life; that the woman was the boss. 

Mason's fists clenched and unclenched as he reached the cell door. Ben was right behind him. His white shirt was stained with blood too. He had tortured the man as well. The thought of his godchildren being kidnap was fueling his rage.

The guard opened the door and revealed a small woman, tied up to a chair unconscious. A trail of blood had run down her face from where Ben had hit her with his gun's handle. She looked harmless, almost angelic but the two mafia men knew better than to trust the look.

"Wake her up." ordered Ben to the guard in the cell when he and Mason stood a meter away from the woman.

The guard picked a bucket of icy water and splashed it harshly on the woman's face. Her body jerked and she coughed and groaned and slowly opened her eyes, squinting them to adjust to the light.

But before she can open her eyes fully, a sharp sound of a hard slap echoed inside the small cell. The woman's face whipped to a side and her body began falling to the ground alongside the chair from the force of Mason's hard slap, but he grabbed her harshly from the shoulder and she cried in pain from the bruising grip.

He bent to be at eye level with the woman and stared at her clouded eyes. "You, fucking bitch!" he growled in a low tone. He looked feral. "I never hit women. But I will torture you to death myself if you don't open your fucking mouth right away and answer my questions. Tell me who the hell you are working for, you witch."

Maria's mind was in a haze. Her head was pounding so hard and the horrid smell of the cell was not helping her as she fought to stay conscious. She could taste blood in her mouth. Her lips must be cut on her mouth from the blow of the hit. Her whole body was aching badly, especially her temple, her shoulder that the man who was shouting at her right now had grabbed firmly, and the cheek that he had slapped a few seconds ago.

She tried to concentrate on what the man was saying, but her ears were ringing from the blow of the slap. She tried to speak but only a groan escaped from her dry throat. Suddenly, the door of the cell opened once again as Maria's vision began to clear slowly and she could finally hear properly.

"Sir, your brother." said the man who just entered, and Mason released Maria and turned to him. The big man gulped fearfully at the sight of his boss. "He just came out from surgery. He is fine and awake. And sir, Donna has called, insisting to talk to you. You were not answering your phone."

"Get out!" said Mason coldly to the two guards inside of the cell. The two men didn't hesitate to leave the stinking cell. He then turned to the woman and grabbed her chin roughly. "I will return in a few minutes. You better prepare your answer by the time I return and you better tell the truth."

He then turned on his heels and walked out of the cell. Ben looked at the woman up and down for a second. She looked horrible making him feel disgusted. He walked toward her and bent down to her eye level. 

Maria stared fearfully at the pair of striking green eyes staring at her with disgust. She wanted to vomit at the amount of hatred and anger that was in those beautiful emerald eyes. She remembered him as the one who caught her at the clinic. The smell of his expensive cologne was like a summer breeze in that stinking cell. His blond hair was a mess but he was truly handsome.