Chapter 48

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Valeriana's pov

Grunts of pain are what I woke up to this morning. I look around the room. Papà Santorelli wasn't in his cell. He was the one strapped to the table. Chris and Mother were torturing him. What time is it?

"He convinced them to take your beating today," Eliza whispers to me. I look at her before shifting my eyes to my father. How nice of him.

"Boss, It's 8:50," Jamie says, popping his head into the room. Chris looks back at him.

"Did I ask for a time update?" Chris asked. Jamie shook his head.

"No, I just thought it would be nice," Jamie says. Chris was no longer looking at Jamie. Jamie winked at me. I nod my head before standing up. Quietly I pick the lock. Slowly making my way to the torture area I stand behind both Chris and Mother. They didn't even know I was here. I hit both of their pressure points causing them to drop at the same time.

"Fucking dumbasses," I say. I stare down at them for a few seconds. I grab the chains before chaining them up. I searched their pockets for anything but came up empty. After I made sure they couldn't escape I turned around and walked towards the door. Jamie walks in with an assault rifle. He tossed it to me. I catch it before checking it over.

"Really?" Jamie asked. I look at him before shrugging.

"Trust nobody. Even if they are helping you," I say. My eyes land on Damien and Kolton. I walk towards their cell. I lean my arm across the bars above my head. I lean my forehead on my arm as I watch them. "Damn, you better rest up now. Once I have you in my playhouse. There will be no resting. I'm going to enjoy every fucking scream of pain I put you through. I'll catch you later," I say with a smirk. I walk over to my father. He looks at me. I stare at him.

"Are you good to walk right now?" I asked. He nods. I let him go. He takes a moment to recover while I walk away from him. Jamie gives me another gun before leaving the room. After checking the gun I passed it to papà Santorelli. He takes it from me.

"Dad!" I hear a voice. "Dad! Where the hell are you?" Trey's voice got closer. The door opens. I aim my gun immediately. "Valeriana? What are you doing here? Would you lower the gun?" Trey asked. I glare at him.

"Get in the fucking cell Trey," I say. Trey's eyes widened.

"What?" he asked. I motion to the cell. He walks over to it. I shove him in before shutting the door. It locks, causing Trey's eyebrows to furrow. "Why are you doing this?" Trey asked. He had a hurt expression.

"Sorry, Trey. you are in this by association. You can blame your father," I say motioning to his dad. He looked over.

"Why are my parents chained up?" he asked. My eyes widened.

"Parents?" I asked. Trey nodded his head.

"Yeah, that's my mom. You never met her because she would always be away when you were over. Weirdly she always had errands to run," Trey says. I laugh before shaking my head.

"Yeah well, I'll let you in on a little secret dude, that's my mother. I'm killing both your parents by the way. If you get in my way I will be adding your name to my list... Wait how the hell is she your mother? We're the same age," I say. Trey gave me a look.

"No we're not. I'm 16, I skipped a grade," He says. I shake my head. How did I not even know his age? I could have sworn Chris said he was 17... Chris, of course it was a lie.

"I don't have time for this," I say before walking away. My father followed behind me. We walked out of the room. You could already hear the gunshots. I stop in my tracks. "Is Aurelio always punctual?" I asked. Papà Santorelli chuckles.

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