Continuing from: "Why can't I see? What have you done with my eyes"

There are various places within the city that Giovanni’s mafia wealth went towards. One of these places was a fake building in Manhattan, New York to house certain special (meaning supernatural) interrogation prisoners. The building where Venus was at, was in the industrial business area of Manhattan, masked as a steel beam contracting company—as its central office.

The first floor was the decoy. A reception desk and waiting room that showed various photographic images to advertise the necessary produced components use to help keep skyscrapers stabilize.  Naturally there were fake offices and filing cabinets. The walls were made of special material to hide any sound made from the screaming prisoners above.  Down the hallway past the receptionist and offices was an elevator that would not open without a badge.  A badge that was only used after business hours was closed. At night a mafia security guard sits at the desk with the access badge. Underneath the desk is a button to alert those in the weapon/surveillance room for each floor.  Security guard would know which floor Venus was located on.

Located on the third floor was Venus, who was being held against her will.  An individual getting off the elevator would be face with three men sitting in the lounge area. Watching the plasma TV, or playing card games to pass the time away –each one armed with a singular gun on their hip, or station on top of the coffee table near their ashtrays or beer.  Weapon/surveillance room was not as big as you’d think.  Just a few firearms and ammo that was necessary to fight the supernatural prisoner if they managed to utilize strengths or powers, or to set up camp to handle intruders for about four hours in combat.  The surveillance did not connect to the elevator shaft. That was at the security guards post downstairs.  In the room the surveillance monitored vital signs, and a consistent camera engaging on the prisoners laid out position on the bed. Also on anyone that entered the room.  In this room were two armed men to assist those in the lounge area.  Last to be armed in this room was a man standing on the outside balcony with a silencer. Observing the walls to be certain no dare devils yearned to climb up.  There were three others in the back room and they were not armed, pending on the day would be the doctor specialist and nurse to conduct surgeries or torture to the patient. The third individual was Shannon, who was assigned to be Venus 24 hour caretaker.

The capture of Venus had gone a little less smoothly than anticipated. He'd been surprised by her tenacity, but thoroughly disappointed in her ability. Before that night all she'd been was a picture and a price that kept going up the more she tried to screw him over. She'd eluded him for so long but she slipped up and got discovered by one of many on his payroll. Her ability was the only reason she was alive right now, and not her supernatural ones. Those only enhanced the asset she could become. It had been two full days since the capture; unfortunately business had drawn him away from her. Settling debts and making deals, paying off crooked cops to make that incident in the parking lot disappear. Slowly securing ties across the nation to spread his organization out, New York was getting old, and there was so much money to be made elsewhere. During these transactions he'd almost forgotten about what he had waiting for him at home. Reminded only by the heady aroma lingering in his town car, the smell of blood and sex enough to have lips splitting into a wicked smirk. That fight and what ensued played over in his warped mind, festering on the debauchery that went down, before spilling over into plans for later.  Wondering just how coherent she would be by the time he got back, hoping there was a little life left in her. Soft leather seats squeaked lightly in protest to that fine suit grinding against it on his exit. The behemoth gliding through the oversized custom door leaving the driver to his job.

Meanwhile, what seemed like every hour that the injection was given by Vinney. (One of the goons stationed in this place) had pushed the needle into her veins, giving the right amount of dosage? Instantly that drug rushed through the pulsating veins in her body?  Venus couldn't fight it taking full control over her senses. A drugging method to keep Venus from harming individuals like Shannon, or others that served Giovanni in her particular cell unit.  The room felt like it was spinning and all Venus could do was moan at how much she wanted to get off this crazy ride.  Those lovely eye lashes repeatedly fluttered at the strange sensations coercing through her veins, while struggling to keep those sea-green eyes wide open.  Shannon observed cautiously waiting to see the right signs before getting to close. 

“Alright Venus a bath it is.”  Shannon stated while passing the trolley strolling into the bathroom. Running the faucet water and squatting down to locate that plastic basin under neath the cabinet. Fingers carefully navigated it up into the sink and letting it fill up with lucrative warm water.  Body bath was pulled from the shower shelf and poured into the water. Flow from the water automatically caused bubble suds to appear.  Once finish Shannon grabbed two towels and draped them over her right forearm. The other hand picked up a wash cloth and was tossed into the soapy water, giving full freedom from her hands to hold the plastic basin. Carefully it was navigated into the bedroom. Venus lips were moving in silent conversation to absolutely no one.  Shannon shook her head knowing the drug would affect a subject in many ways. Give them fake perceptions to where they’re really at -- nightmares, blindness, lack of strength and continually make them confused.

The plastic basin was put on the night stand without it spilling. One towel was set aside to be used for drying. The second one was would go underneath certain sections of Venus figure not to get the bed wet. In a nurse fashion Shannon instigated the comforter and sheets down near pelvic bone.  At certain points Shannon couldn't help noticing the bulky breast that Venus had. Those beautiful perfectionate nipples so erected by the stimulus from the drug, an the tease from the sheets being dragged across them.  How they responded with each intake of
Venus breathing patterns certainly could taunt a man into wanting to squeeze them together and utilize them in perverse sexual mannerisms --Shannon stared at them out of envy.

Wash rag was pulled from the basin and placed upon Venus brow to clean off the caked blood that still remained there from the other night.   Shannon paid attention to each detail on the woman's face and upper torso to be sure no more dried coagulated blood remained. Then the caretaker (Shannon) paused when hearing the door open. She would have been in raged if Vinney came to get a peep show. Features began to change into pang of anger but regressed seeing that it was Giovanni himself.

Dressed to impress as always, sporting his black suit and white undershirt, the coat hanging open, swing behind him in wake of his long strides. Passing Vinny on the way in, who promptly reported that he'd just finished his job, earning only the slightest of nods before moving towards that room. Only to walk in on a rather provocative scene unfolding before him. Unable to keep from staring when she pulled back Venus's sheets. Soft leather shoes made little noise when the big bastard stepped closer, unceremoniously plopping down at Venus's hip so close she could feel him leaning against her. His cruel right hand lazily slapping her left cheek a couple times, more to test her grogginess than harm her. Settling that rough palm against her cheek while thick fingers curled into blonde locks lightly. His harsh voice rumbling out like she wasn't even in the room.

" Once you clean her up, give her some clothes, then make her walk to the gym. Don't keep me waiting..." Judging by the look on Shannon's face she didn't enjoy the idea of setting her free even in her delirious state. Her pretty mouth popped open to protest before Gio cut her off sharply." Do it..."

The caretaker did not know her boss sexually raped Venus. Out of respect for the prisoner she went to pull the covers up. Giovanni gave her a look to not even think of it. Reeling back her hands she turned to face another direction, as if trying to remain not seen. Seeing how Giovanni interacted with Venus made Shannon encumber a dislike for the woman.

Digits didn't tug at the hair in his grasp, nor cause her anymore harm. Merely sliding free when he finally spoke to Venus." Did you miss me sweetheart? " The question rhetorical and answered by his own wry chuckle as he left the bed.  Venus felt that strong masculine palm check her vital signs. At first she was none responsive to his wanton desires to wake her up. It was when he demonstrated he owned her and seeped them burly fingers into that wondrous blonde hair her eyes were made to stare at her Dom. His words asked a question that left her rather disorientated. " ...--wait until I'm free lover. I'll show you how much I fucking miss you?" Yeah, by slitting his throat!  Giovanni uttered out a simple sentence to Shannon as he left." I'll have someone bring you the prod." Before disappearing out of Venus room into the halls and heading towards the elevator.  Being jealous too over a man made Shannon stupid. Doing so gave Venus an advantage as the woman pulled out a temporary night gown from the dresser drawer. She threw it beside Venus irritably and then began to unbind Venus.

Venus felt the bondage being removed and tried to force her self to be alert. It took a few for another person to dress her. An then literally yell at her like a military officer to get out of bed. Now Venus knew there was a trolley near the bed, so purposely letting go of Shannon she luckily landed on the trolley. Quick inspecting hands sought out some sort of weapon, and that being a fork.  There she turned stumbling about blindly seeking out Shannon to impregnate the fork into her heart." ..get me the fuck out of here Shannon. If you don't I'll pry your fucking heart from your chest "

“Relax yourself Venus. You’re in no condition to threaten me.” Shannon tried to calmly keep herself distances, since she was unsure if Venus had her strength or not. “Any minute the men stationed outside will be heading in here –you’ll be out numbered”

“Bullshit.”  Venus retorted about not being able to threaten or hurt the woman while swinging the fork. Yet, Venus kept stumbling awkwardly from the drug disorientation that made her very unconvincing.   “…give me a goddamn cell.”

“No Venus.” Shannon denied trying to make slow paces backwards but stepped on the spilled plate on the floor.

With the last bit of strength she rapidly aimed true for Shannon who gave herself away. That fork impaled that woman’s throat. Sounds emanating out of Shannon’s torment from the fork was gruesome. Especially the blood spilling from the severed area all over Venus chest as it pressed against the woman to usher swiftly backwards into the wall. All her might she continued to push, and push, until Shannon no longer fought. In the same duration she searched the woman’s body to find the cell phone in her back pocket.  Desperately she made a call to Geller’s cell.