A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say."
― Italo Calvino

Song: "Animals" by Maroon 5

Thank you ashleysteiner6  for reading my book. It means a lot to me. 

Hailey

The man was gone but I can still feel his lips on me. It made me feel disgusted. It reminded me of the horrible memory of the orphanage. I can hear those men laughing.

'little girl'

I gripped my ear so that these voices would go away. But they didn't instead I can see those horrendous memories on my mind. The hands of those old men touching me, kissing me. I felt like vomiting. The bile rises up my throat that was hard to swallow. All men are the same. This man was like those old perverts. They just want one thing.

I gripped my ears harder as the voice seems like ringing in my ears. The vivid picture came to my mind. A sob racked through my body as I cry over my agony. Rocking myself back and forth I tried to calm down. That man was gone and I was all alone in this room.

I never knew a plane can have a bed of its own. Lots of questions were running in my head.

Who is he?

Why is he taking me?

Where is he taking me?

Where's my dad?

It took me a while to calm down, Wiping the tears from my face that won't stop running. It's impossible for me to stop crying now.

My life was already messed but now what's going to happen to me. As I cried my soul out until darkness overtook me.

Diego

After the fuck,I zipped up my pant and left the restroom without any talking. The girl was breathing heavily, she was lost of words with the pleasure. All women are like this. You just need to lure them and they become your prey by themselves. But I wasn't satisfied, not a mere bit. While fucking her all I can imagine the tiny kitten that was laying just a few more paths away. I wanted to feel her, hear her moan.

I wanted her to go crazy for me, not this chick. It made me more irritated. I felt annoyed with myself. Why am I so attracted to this girl? Maybe if I fuck her once this attraction would go away. But the girl is making it so harder for me. Why isn't she attracted to me like other girls? Why isn't she begging me to fuck her mercilessly like all women I have met do?

Why is this so difficult?

Sitting in front of Caluccio I lighted my cigarette. Taking a long drag I puffed out the smoke as it filled the air. I watch the smoke vanished, melting with nature but the smell remains. Just when I was about to take another drag from the cigarette Caluccio spoke " Her name is Hailey"

Looking at him I exhaled the smoke, it saw it disappear but the smell is strong. Finally, I asked " The kitten?"

" If you think she is a kitten than yes. But to me, she is just a little girl" Caluccio's face was hard, his eyes were sharp.

" Doesn't matter" I quickly said.

" She is only seventeen" Caluccio retorted. "It's not right" Franco was a funny guy but he was a man of morals. There are a few things he always followed. He never fucked any underage girls. He didn't even lay hands on any maids. He slept with strippers but even with them, he had a relationship.

Sometimes I wonder if he wasn't born into mafia he might have been a decent guy who would live a simple life.

But too bad.

Being born in the mafia is like your life is already decided even before you were actually born. There's no escaping from it.

' I already said doesn't matter. I don't care if she is not even in age. If I say I want to fuck her I will" I glared. It doesn't matter if Caluccio had morals or not. I am the boss and the final say is mine. If I want anything I get it. If it means to remove someone or show them where they belong. Caluccio is like a brother to me but he is below me and will always be. I am the boss not him and he needs to keep that in his fucking mind.

" You should rethink. I don't see any point for that girl to suffer. You have plenty of other girls to fuck" he wasn't even afraid of my glare. This man knew what I am capable of and he also knows no matter what I can never kill him.

He is my rock, he is someone that was always there for me even when I didn't have anyone. I understand him. He had a mother to raise him. A stepsister he cares. He is blessed unlike me.

" Shut the fuck up. You are just a pussy. Always going for a safe zone" I responded with a sly smirk. If he doesn't get it with my glare then it's time to torment him.

" I care for people. Even if they are female they are human. You can't just fuck around with them because you want to" he replied looking like an old man.

" For fuck's sake, I can do what I want. If me, Diego Rocco want to fuck a little girl he can and he will. Not you or anyone can stop me. " I pointed out to him. He left a defeated sigh and stopped talking.

I knew he wasn't supporting this but I don't give a fuck. I just wanted that girl on my bed, moaning under me while I fuck the shit out of her. Caluccio is just protective because he has a sister he cares. Caluccio sent food to the kitten's room, this literally slipped through my mind. She is definitely hungry. It's been a long time we are here.

The nine hours flight seemed forever. As soon as the plane reached the ground I went to my kitten's room. She was sleeping soundly, the food was untouched.

Did she sleep the entire time?

I should have checked up on her but I was scared.

Diego Rocco was scared of a mere girl.

I was afraid that I would see her and will take her against her will. I got close to her, her face was covered with tears. It seemed she cried even in her sleep. But her face looked soft and peaceful. I didn't want to wake her up.

Carefully I picked her up bridal style and walked out of the plane. It was landed on the landing ground that is in our backyard. I can feel my men's eyes on me but I can't let others touch her.

As I walked faster, being careful not to wake her up I saw Lucia, Caluccio's stepsister was waving. Her smile disappeared as her eyes fell on Hailey, my little kitten.

While on the plane I got to know more about her from Caluccio. Her mother died in an accident when she was ten. And for Owen, he left her in an orphanage and joined mafia. It's been seven years since then he came back and took her out from the orphanage.

" What the hell?" Lucia's voice broke my trance. She was shocked, her face looked puzzled. Her long brown hair was blowing from the wind, her eyes were piercing, She was clearly angry.

I glared at her, telling her to shut up with my eyes but she didn't get it. Instead, she spoke more loudly as if screaming " what is this?" Caluccio was quick enough to take action, he holds her mouth with his hand muffling her voice.

"Keep quiet" I whispered while my kitten slightly stirred. Luckily she didn't wake up. If she did I was sure it would have been a hassle. She will toss and turn, scream to let her go and it will cause a scene.

I walked past them leaving everything to Caluccio.he will explain everything to her.

Lucia is the girl I didn't lay my hands on and I never will. She is like a sister to me that I never had. She is the only one who can raise her voice against me and I care deeply for her. If it was anyone other than her talking like this they would be dead by now.

I walked past the stairs to the room my kitten will live. It was the room next to.mine so that I can monitor her every day. The maid was quick enough to take action. I was glad that Caluccio already told them to clean the room and they opened the door. I walked inside and laid my little kitten on the bed as she slept.

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