LOVE AND SEX (the mafia’s slutty wife)

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

“I must be crazy bringing you here, mia dolcezza” Damon said as they got close to the warehouse.

“No, you aren’t. This is you being reasonable, you know that if I speak to him, everything will be fine.”

“You put too much hope on your father, Serena. He is not all you think he is.”

“What does that mean?” Serena asked confused.

“I mean he gave you up to settle a debt, no offense but I am not sure that is the kind of man you should hope would do the sensible thing.”

Serena did not respond as they drove into the warehouse. She could see Santos waiting outside for Damon no doubt and was dying to see his reaction to her presence there.

“Where is he?” Damon asked immediately they came around to meet Santos.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Inside boss” Santos responded, contemplating whether or not to ask what the fuck Serena was doing there at the moment.

Serena stuck her tongue out at him as she followed Damon inside, he looked like he was about to slap her across the face and then carry her on his shoulder far away from their business, pity he could not do that, she was his boss’ wife after all.

“I told y’all not to touch him.” Damon grated out.

Serena gasped at the sorry sight of her father, he looked like he had been beaten to one inch of his life. One of his eyes was swollen shut and the other rimmed in red and with both hands secured behind his back, he sat uncomfortably on a chair.

“I’m sorry boss, he was difficult to subdue.” Santos responded with a smirk of his face.

The time around, it was Serena that wanted to slap him… the bastard!

“Father?” She called out and watched as he raised his head up, surprise registering on his face. His lips were twice their size and bloodied.

Serena felt sick to her stomach, her distaste at the sight was so evident on her face that Damon fumed.

He knew that Santos had done this on purpose, beat up the man because he knew Damon was trying to thread lightly with him because of the fact that he was Serena’s father. What the overzealous bodyguard did not know was that he was going to be bringing Serena with him.

“Can I speak to you over there, Santos?” Damon said and walked away to one far end of the warehouse.

Santos followed, his boss was angry, he could see.

“Yes boss” he said, his head bowed slightly.

Damon’s fist snaked out and sucked him on the jaw and then another punch came through to his stomach which had his doubling over.

“I have you a clear instruction, you undermined it.” He raged.

“I was ignorant and I apologize.” Santos responded, head still bowed.

“I am of the mind to dismiss you, Santos because of this foolish act of yours. Make sure it never repeats itself, if I give you an order, I expect that it would be carried out to the latter and not beyond what I have told you. Do I make myself clear?”

“Crystal, boss”

“Phone my father and tell him we have him but make no mistake and mention that I brought Serena over here.”

“If I may so humbly ask as to why she is here.” Santos said as soon as Damon walked away

“I have no idea.” Damon replied not caring if Santos heard him.

In his absence, Serena was desperately trying to clean her father’s face amidst his protest of pains.

“What did you have to go and steal? Dad I need you to return them drugs to the Matteo’s” she said.

Her father shook his head in negative.

“Say something.” She cried.

“I cannot return the drugs because I don’t have them.” He whispered.

“Where are they? Who has them.” Serena whispered right back.

“Sold, I don’t know. My job was just to steal them and deliver to our point of meeting.”

“Have you told them that? The people who tortured you.”

“I can’t, Serena.. the minute I confirm that I am not with the drugs, I would be killed and then your mother and sister would be in danger. I wouldn’t be useful anymore if they find out I have no idea where the drugs are.

“Whom did you sell the drugs to? They can’t kill you for that, can they?” But even as she said that, she knew that if her father decides to go with the truth, he would be killed.

“He’s coming” her father said, looking beyond her shoulder.

Serena could only guess that he meant Damon and so she continued cleaning his face, keep a straight face as though nothing had happened.

“How is it going?” Damon asked as soon as he got to Serena.

“He cannot speak, Santos did a number on him with the beatings.”

“I am sorry, I have clear instructions that no harm is to come to him till I make myself available. I would blame their actions on over excitement.”

“Such excitement it was. They could have killed him before we arrived.”

“I am sorry” Damon said softly

“What are we going to do now that he is totally out of it.”

“We wait” Damon said, his eyes boring into Serena’s.

They both went back to the car after Damon had given clear instructions that they are to properly feed her father and when he is able to speak, he should be informed.

“You have been staring at me for quite a while now.” Serena stated knowingly.

“You are beautiful.” Damon said, looking away from her.

Why had she lied? He thought

He had surely heard her speaking to her father, so why had she lied about him not being able to speak.