~~~Here it is, the final chapter. Please excuse the errors:) I want to thank everyone for their support. It fast paced,and it clears up some things. I hope you enjoy it.~~~ Koco.
This was it.
After this, he was done, this life had just brought him what he knew it would: devastation.
These thoughts ran viciously through Antonio's mind as he continued to speed through the evening traffic towards the apartment. He had always known that this life was not for him, and now that the woman he loved was in danger, because of him, just proved what he already knew.
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This was it. Bianca had these same thoughts as the world slowly came into focus in front of her. She was tied to a chair in the middle of the living room. By the tightness in her face she could tell that she had been hit more than once. Bianca knew that this was the last straw. She would not, could not do this any longer. She thought that because she never asked any questions and stayed out of Tony's business, that it would some how not effect her.
Bianca had obviously been wrong. Very wrong by the look on her captors face as he came to stand in front of her. The look on his face told her that she would die tonight. She hoped that she had things right with God, because if Tony didn't some how get here soon she was going to most surely die a horrible death. At that moment it was like Drago had read her mind; he gave her the most sinister smile.
Drago looked at Bianca's face, compliments of his fists, and he got hard. He loved the feeling of making people suffer. He especially got great pleasure out of looking at Marcato's whore struggling to stay conscious. He knew that Marcato was stuck fighting his men and most likely wouldn't even be able to make it to her before he killed her.
At first he had thought to kill Bianca in front of Tony instead of Fed x-ing her , but now chopping her up in little pieces for Marcato to find would be good enough.
As Bianca started started slumping back into unconsciousness Drago back handed her. She let out painful grunt, and she tasted blood.
"Wake up bitch, I need you awake." Drago hissed as he pulled a long knife the holster on his left hip.
Bianca didn't know if it was the slap or him calling her a bitch, but something inside her snapped. It seemed as if all those years of people taunting her, hating on her, the abuse of her mother, and self preservation just exploded and shit hit the fan.
Bianca was tired. Tired of people treating her any kind of way, and it was time she did something about it. If Tony didn't get here soon she was going to die, so what did she have to lose.
"I'm the bitch?" Bianca asked in a low voice, and chuckled a little bit.
"I'm pretty sure you are the only bitch here. You can't even fight Tony man to man." Bianca stated as she spit blood at his feet.
Drago stood stunned for a minute before he slapped her again.
"Don't you ever talk to me like that." Drago said close to her face.
Bianca let out some hysterical laughter. She'd been hit harder. He was weak. She knew that if she kept taunting him he would react therefore stalling until, hopefully, Tony got there.
"I can talk to you any fucking way I want to." Bianca yelled at him, not caring that he might hit her again.
"I should have taped your mouth shut." Drago said as he grabbed her by the hair.
"Maybe I should just cut off your tongue." he said as he raised his knife, and slid it down her face. The blade was so sharp that it left a thin cut on her cheek. Bianca could feel the blood slowly dripping down her face. The cut wouldn't leave a scar but it hurt like hell.
"You might just have to, it would be the only way to shut me up at the moment." Bianca said looking Drago straight in the eye. She was not going down without a fight.
Bianca had always let people get away with things they should be punished for and this time it was not going to be the same. She might be tied to a chair but she would not let that stop her from getting under Drago's skin.
Drago was surprised by Bianca's candor. He had thought that she was meek and would beg him for mercy. But it seemed as if she was trying to give him a verbal smack down while he was giving her a physical one. Drago liked a challenge, and Bianca was giving him one.
Drago smiled a little as he licked the blood off his knife, and Bianca just shook her head at his attempt to unnerve her.
Bianca took a deep painful breath. She had to keep pushing him.
"Tell me honestly...whatever your name is... are you smarter than you look?" Bianca asked in a sweet voice.
Drago looked up at her from the blade of his knife. He wanted to hear what she had to say. She was interesting to him. He would enjoy killing her, but after their little game.
"What ever do you mean?" Drago sarcastically asked.
"I mean how stupid can you be? You have to know that death is on your ass. I don't know much about the business, but I do know that Tony will kill you for this. So why would you stay here where he could find you?" Bianca questioned, then laughed at the unsure expression on Drago's face.
Drago took a deep breath. The bitch was trying to get to him; disconcert him. Tony was probably laying in his own blood by now. It had been twenty of his men against Marcato's seven. Drago stepped forward and kicked Bianca as hard as he could in the stomach. The crack of her ribs was loud to her ears. Bianca spit up blood.
"Shut the fuck up you stupid bitch. I should have killed you by now." Drago screamed as he then wrapped his meaty hand around her throat.
Bianca kicked her legs as she began choke on her own blood. It seemed as if hours had passed by when the door to the apartment was kicked to ground.
As the thunder of the door hitting the ground resounded, Antonio tackled Drago to the floor, taking Bianca with them. Bianca's thanked the heaven that Tony finally showed up before the darkness consumed her.
"You sonofabitch!" Antonio yelled as he punched Drago in rapid succession.
Antonio couldn't believe he had let this happen. He was seeing red. Drago was choking the life out of Bianca when he finally busted in the door. Fear consumed him Bianca couldn't die not when he had finally found the woman for him. Death was on his mind as he attacked Drago.
Drago couldn't believe that Marcato had made it through alive. He had thought that even if he had that he would have been too late to get to get to his whore, but he guessed wrong. It was at that moment that he realized Bianca had been playing him the whole time. This angered Drago. The stupid bitch had got him hook, line and sinker. But he was not going to give up. With all his strength he pulled his legs up and kicked Marcato off of him.
Antonio landed on his back, and Drago took that moment pull his gun. Antonio jumped up quick, and pulled out two guns of his own. He spared a first glance at Bianca and noted that she was unconscious. Oh God I hope she is not dead , Tony thought as he focused back on Drago.
"So this is it Marcato, you and your bitch can go to hell together." Drago said, but Antonio noticed that his hand was shaking.
Drago's amateur ways were no match for the assassin in Antonio's blood.
"You know this is going to end with you meeting the fishes, please say a prayer before death becomes you." Antonio said as he steadily removed the safety from his guns.
"You think you come and make all my money disappear and get away with it?! Fuck you Marcato, Fuck you!" Drago said as he pulled the trigger. It was like time stopped.
