My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 5 Escape
carried off her sisters. Her
sisters’ screams drew further away, setting her off again. She went
to get up, but I kicked her harder, making her splutter. I then
dropped down on her and grabbed her blouse, ripping it open. I
shoved her bra up then pulled her skirt and knickers down, exposing
her. Feeling vindicated, I rose to my feet and spat down on her
chest, the woman still stunned and unable to even speak.
    “ You are my
slave now , which means you don’t have a right to ask for anything.
You are no longer Donatelli, you are nameless.”
    That seemed to kick her into
gear again. She pulled up her knickers and screamed, “I am Donatelli!
And I will kill you if you don’t kill me now.”
    “ Don’t tempt
me, bitch.”
    “ Do it, just
do it! I should be killed like the men.”
    “ The men
won’t be killed— for now, I have other plans for them.” I
smiled.
    She went still, fear now darkening her
blue eyes. “They have done nothing to you, so let them
go.”
    “ Nothing?
Nothing?!” I spat, angered by her ignorance or lack of care. “I was
stripped naked and almost raped by your uncle! Then I was paraded
in front of other dons to be made a mockery of. I was beaten and
knocked unconscious, told lies so my house could be stolen out from
under me. And if that wasn’t enough, Matteo murdered my father, a
defenseless old man. I will crucify him along with any other male
who touched me and my own.”
    She stared at me, looking
completely shocked. Maybe she hadn’t known what had been done to
me: how the Padre had pawed my body, how her brothers had hit me over and
over again, laughing as I was humiliated, as my father was shot...
I blinked, realizing all of my memory had returned, everything now
clear, including my brother’s betrayal. I took a step back, seeing
that I was doing to her what had been done to me. I shook my head,
not wanting to think that. I was a don, not a Good Samaritan, my
role clearly written in other people’s blood. I was to bring my
enemies to their knees so that my famiglia could rise up higher, making the D’Angelos
a force to be reckoned with.
    I glared down at Camila. “You will
suffer, trust me on that. I will break you until you’re a quivering
mess and no longer yourself, other than a weak bitch who will kiss
my feet. And then I will sell you for a pittance, which is all
you’re worth.” I turned and walked away, yelling at the guards to
take her to my cells. Ignoring the curses she threw at me, I headed
into the next room where the Donatelli men were sitting on the
floor. My face hardened even more, noticing some of them
missing.
    “ Where is
the Padre and Nino?!” I snapped.
    The Santini guard on my left
straightened. “They were last seen taking Matteo out of the
hospital.”
    I swore, this being bad. I
waved my hand up in the air. “Put them in the cells, I will deal
with them later,” because the men were of little consequence, the
weak ones of their famiglia.
    I headed for the front door, needing to
return home as soon as possible, so I could phone the Black
Russian, something I wasn’t looking forward to.
    ***
    A little over thirty minutes
later, I entered my house after Tomiso had checked the entrance and
adjoining areas. Three Santini men also followed me in, aiming
their guns at different doorways, making sure I wasn’t walking into
a Donatelli ambush, those missing men concerning me.
    I yelled out for Alberto,
hoping that he didn’t answer me, because that would mean he’d done
as he’d been told: packed and left. A female voice answered
instead, hollering my name. I turned to Jagger’s slave cells,
recognizing the American voice: it was Rita, the FBI agent, the
person who Bianca and Alberto had told me wasn’t real. But, I had
known all along she was, even when I didn’t have all of my memory.
A sudden burst of fear hit me. Rita had escaped with Jagger, which
meant...
    I rushed down
th e
staircase and grabbed the keys off the wall, opening the cell

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