Chapter 1 Elena's early days at the mafia

Elena's first day in Luca's mansion was a nightmare she couldn't wake up from. He dragged her into a dimly lit room, the air thick with the stench of fear and despair.

She stumbled, her heart racing, as he shoved her onto a cold metal chair.Heavy iron cuffs clamped around her wrists and ankles, binding her tightly.Elena's eyes widened in terror as Luca pulled out a wicked-looking knife, the blade glinting menacingly in the flickering light.He traced it along her jawline, his touch cruel and possessive."You belong to me now," he growled, his breath hot against her ear."AndI'll make sure you never forget it."The knife sliced through her shirt, exposing her trembling flesh. Tears streamed down Elena's face as Luca began to carve his initials into her skin, marking her as his property forever.

After the brutal torture session, Luca's eyes burned with a twisted desire. Heunbuckled his belt, his intentions clear. Elena, still shaking from the pain and fear, tried to shrink away, but the restraints held her firmly in place."Please," she begged, her voice hoarse and desperate.But Luca ignored her pleas, his hands tearing at her clothes, exposing her bruised and bloodied skin.He forced himself upon her, his touch rough and violent. Elena screamed, tears pouring down her face, as he violated her in the most intimate way possible.It was a brutal, degrading act, meant to break her spirit and assert his dominance.

Luca's hands gripped Elena's hips with bruising force as he thrust into her roughly, his penis penetrating her pussy vigorously. She cried out in pain, her body tensing against the intrusion. Tears streamed down her face as he continued his brutal assault, each thrust a violent reminder of her powerlessness.Elena bit her lip, trying to stifle her sobs, but the pain was overwhelming. Her insides felt raw and bruised, and she prayed for it to end soon.But Luca showed no mercy, his movements growing more frenzied and animalistic. He grunted and groaned, lost in his own twisted pleasure, oblivious to Elena's suffering.It seemed to go on forever, a never-ending nightmare of pain and humiliation, until finally, with a final brutal thrust, Luca reached his climax, spilling his seed deep inside her.He collapsed on top of her, panting, his weight crushing her against the cold metal chair.

After the brutal rape, Luca dragged Elena's battered body to a small, bare cell. He threw her inside, slamming the heavy iron door shut. The room was cold and damp, with only a thin mattress on the floor and a bucket in the corner.Elena curled up in a fetal position, her body wracked with sobs, as the reality of her situation sank in.She was a prisoner, trapped in a nightmare with no escape.Only twice a day, a guard would bring her a meager portion of food and water, the only contact she had with the outside world. Days blurred into weeks, and Elena's once vibrant spirit began to fade.She was denied any human interaction, any comfort, any hope.The isolation wore on her, gnawing at her sanity. She screamed, she begged, she pleaded, but no one came. She was utterly alone, a forgotten soul trapped in the darkness.

The guard, a burly man with cruel eyes, had been watching Elena for weeks. He'd grown tired of her pitiful cries, her desperate pleas for mercy. One night, as he slid the tray of food through the slot, he made his decision.She was weak, broken, and alone. No one would miss her if she disappeared.He waited until the dead of night, when the mansion was silent, before unlocking her cell door.Elena stirred on the mattress, her eyes fluttering open as he approached. She shrank back, recognizing the predatory gleam in his eyes."Please,"she whispered, her voice hoarse from disuse.But the guard just sneered, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her to her feet."Shut up, bitch," he growled, tearing at her clothes.Elena struggled, but her weakened body was no match for his strength.

The guard forced Elena onto her back, pinning her wrists above her head with one meaty hand. With his other hand, he fumbled with his belt, undoing it with a loud clatter.Elena's heart raced, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps as she realized what was about to happen. She tried to scream, but the guard's hand clamped over her mouth, muffling her cries.He shoved her legs apart with his knees, positioning himself between her thighs.Elena felt the cold metal of his zipper against her skin, and then he was inside her, thrusting brutally, tearing through her delicate flesh.Elena's eyes widened in shock and pain, tears streaming down her face as the guard raped her violently.He grunted and groaned, his hips slamming against hers, each thrust a brutal invasion.Elena felt like she was being ripped apart from the inside, her body protesting the cruel treatment.

Suddenly, the sound of muffled screams echoed through the hallway, catching the attention of a passing security guard. He paused, listening intently, his brow furrowing. The noises were coming from Elena's cell.Without hesitation, he rushed to the door, unlocking it with his keycard and bursting inside.Just as he entered, he saw the other guard pinning Elena down, her clothes torn, her face streaked with tears.The scene unfolded before his eyes, the brutal rape in progress.

Just as the guard reached his climax, a loud crash echoed through the cell. The door burst open, revealing another security guard, his face contorted with rage."What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he shouted, grabbing the rapist by the collar and dragging him off Elena.Elena lay there, shaking and sobbing, her body battered and bruised, as the two guards struggled. The rapist fought back, but the other guard was fueled by anger, his punches landing with brutal force.He slammed the rapist against the wall, his fist connecting with the man's jaw with a sickening crunch.The rapist slumped to the ground, unconscious.Elena curled into a ball, her arms wrapped around herself, as the guard approached her cautiously."It's okay," he murmured, his voice gentle. "You're safe now. I've got you."