Madam Mafia

-Pizza

Rose pov

After my embarrassing fit, we went back to the building to start the gang meeting.

They talked about other gangs, selling drugs, and other shit I pretended I wasn't listening to.

When I finished my outburst I realized that I had come to trust and rely on Ryder.

More than I thought I ever would.

Now in my bed, I think of a way to escape from him.

During the day, he had kept me close, even going into the women's public bathroom with me to make sure I didn't sneak away.

He's fucking crazy.

And I starting to trust this crazy fucker.

Which is why I'm in an even more hurry, to get away from him.

If I wanted friends, I wouldn't have stayed so antisocial in school.

Plus, he exposed me to him.

I clench my teeth and squeeze my pillow.

Damn him.

Causing me to live my life in hiding, dressed up as some dumbass nerd.

I groan and punch my bed.

Fuck.

What am I going to do?

I hear a knock on my door suddenly, and flinch.

What now?

I get up off my bed and open the door.

Ryder stands behind it with a box of pizza and a cocky grin on.

"Hungry?" He asks, walking into the room, setting the pizza down on the bed in front of him.

I close the door and lean against it.

"I never said yeah." I state, crossing my arms on my chest.

"You don't want some?" He questions, picking up a slice and biting into it.

"I never said that either." I say, lifting my back off the wall and plopping myself down next to the hot, cheesy, delicacy.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." He replies, being a smartass.

"Shut up." I pick a slice up and start eating.

I bite into the gift from God and almost moan out.

Oh Lord, it's been way too long.

All I've been served since I got here, is trash.

Well, at least it tasted like it.

Kinda like the school lunches.

I shudder in disgust.

Ew.

I cast the thought of the nasty dishes, out my mind and try to focus on the delicious food in my mouth.

Ryder really knows a way to a girl's heart.

Maybe he's not so bad.

I look up from the pizza, and lock eyes with him.

We stare at each other for a good minute.

"What?" I ask, finishing my slice, reaching for another one.

"You eat like pig." He states, looking amused at my little eating situation.

"Ok and... I'm hungry, not here to care about what you think of me." I say, stuffing the pizza in my face.

He laughs, throwing back his head, sounding like a dying dog.

I scoff.

How ironic.

He finishes his laughter, and resumes his staring at me.

What the hell?

"Ryder, why are you here?" I ask, picking up my third slice.

I'm really hungry.

"Oh yeah I almost forgot, how'd you like today?" He tilts his head and smiles.

What's wrong with this man?

I ignore my thoughts.

"It was boring and you were extremely annoying." I use a big word so he understands, I don't want him doing that bullshit again.

He nods.

"So about Queen...?" He asks cautiously.

"If you're asking if I changed my mind, no I didn't and I won't, ever."

His expression darkens and he looks at me angrily.

"Why not?" He growls.

Oh fuck no.

Someone sounds mad.

"Because I'm not about to be your gang's slave." As simple as that.

"Rose, don't make me do this." He slowly leans over, shoving the pizza box to the floor.

Oh no, the pizza.

What a shame.

"Do what?" I lean back, trying to distance myself from his face.

We kissed once but that was when I was playing around with him.

"This." He grabs my arm before I can jump off the bed, away from him, and pins me down.

I struggle against him, but his legs keep mine still, and his body holds me down.

Way too close for comfort.

"Ryder, stop fucking playing, get off me." I snarl at him.

He leans in, his breath fanning my collarbone.

"Who said I was playing?" He says, seriously, looking me dead in my eyes.

I shiver.

Shit.

I don't know what out of.

He presses his lips against my neck, and pulls back to look at my eyes again.

"I need you to stay with me, as my girlfriend, and my gang's Queen, if you can't do that, then I'll have to make you mine, by force." He breathes on my lips.

He's really...fucking crazy.

And with that, he tears open my shirt, with his teeth.

His fucking teeth.
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5/21/18

Thank all of you for the support.

I just wanted to add in no way shape or form am I promoting forcing a woman to do anything. If anything this story is about female empowerment and i hope you all accept the fact I'm using these scenes to address that. Ryder is who he is now and later he'll be who he is then. I hope I don't have to explain that, it'll take away from the story if I do. Thank you for reading and understanding.

Ciao.