Hugo knelt in front of me again, his fingers tracing a path along my jaw. “You’re a beautiful little thing,” he said, his tone mockingly soft. “Maybe I’ll keep you as a pet and prisoner after I dump Dario’s body in the street.”

I glared at him, my voice steady and defiant. “I’m already Dario’s prisoner, Hugo. And I only serve one master, and that’s Dario. I’d rather die than serve an old man with a rusty pipe between his legs.”

The words barely left my mouth before his hand struck my face, the force of the blow knocking me onto my side. Pain exploded in my cheek, blood dripping from my nose and lips.

Hugo loomed over me, his face twisted with rage. “Careful, girl,” he hissed. “That rusty pipe will fuck you right in front of your lover before I kill him. That’ll be the last thing he sees before he rots in hell.”

I stared up at him, hatred burning in my eyes. I would rather die than let this man in between my legs. Dario would come. He had to.

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I thought by the time I was out of the bathroom, Bruno must have been gone. But to my surprise, he was still on the coach, and he was asleep. 


Goodness Lord! So this is what I'll be going through now; no privacy at all. 


I quickly went over to him to wake him up. Maybe he'll be so kind to give me some privacy. 


"Hey Bruno" I called out tapping him on his leg. 


His eyes went open immediately. Maybe he was just lightly asleep. 


"I bet you were" I mumbled to myself. "I would really love some privacy, if you don't mind". I said gesturing to the door with my eyes implying that he should leave. But Bruno didn't move. He sat still looking back at me. 


"I said I need some privacy" I said this time more audibly so I make sure he heard me. 


"I heard you. But you you can go ahead and do your thing, I won't look". He said leaning against the coach. 


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