Chapter 80: Arianna's POVThe beeping sound of the machine around me was the first thing my subconscious acknowledged as my eyes flutter open.I was in a hospital. A real one this time.My eyes went to the white light above me and a memory flash of what happened came propelling into my head.I was in the shack waiting patiently for Gabriele and his men to show up as he had promised. I heard the first attack and I braced myself just like Agostino thought me. But then Brett came in gasping like a lunatic.I fought him off for as long as I could, but the pain in my abdomen made it impossible for me to focus, the last thing I remembered before blacking out was the pricking pain of the needle.Where did he take me— the thoughts died down in my head as my eyes settled on the one person my heart valued the most."Gabriele?" I called in a weak voice.He snapped his eyes open. Then in slow motion, I watched how his face exploded into relief. He held my hands and peppered kisses all over them.
Arianna's POV.Walking out of the lobby in the airport, I ran a hand through my dirty blond hair as I smiled. Finally, I was back. Italy for me had this feeling I loved. It held something I craved, and wanted desperately, my parents.I couldn't wait to see them. Maybe they had changed. I knew that my Nonna would be worried if I didn't tell her I was safe, so I drafted a quick text telling her that I had arrived and I would call her later. Then I stuffed my phone into my purse.My gown fluttered in the breeze, and I pulled my sunglasses away from my greyish blue eyes, and onto the top of my head as I looked around looking for the driver my dad asked to pick me up. At that moment, I saw a guy waving at me, and jogging in my direction. Well, well. It was Marcus the driver.He grinned as he stood in front of me. "Welcome to Italy Miss. I hope you had a great flight."I smiled back at him, unable to not be affected by his enthusiasm. " Thank you, Marcus. It was pretty good." He smil
Arianna's POV. "Wake up." I heard a voice call out, and I twitched uncomfortably. Hoping that whoever it was wouldn't notice that small movement of mine. Just when I thought the person would give up, I heard the low rumble of laughter, and an annoying voice I wouldn't forget. "We know you're awake princessa. It's no use trying to play dead." I decided to play the part I'd chosen to the very end. I slowly opened my eyes and watched the two men standing in front of me guardedly. I recognized the very good-looking one to be one of the kidnappers, Carlos. The other one I'd never seen before, but if he was connected to that Carlos guy, he was nothing good either. I averted my eyes from the two and looked around the place that kept me hostage. It was dark and dreary as expected, and I noticed that I wasn't the only one in here. There were other cages apart from mine which held women inside too. I came to a shocking realisation. I wasn't kidnapped for Ransom. I was probab
Gabriele's POV. "I look forward to a pleasant cooperation Mr. Stephano," I said as I stood up, extending my hand for a handshake. "So do I, Mr. Andino." He replied, and extended his hand to shake mine. We shook hands, and I adjusted my jacket and glanced at Basilio who was not too far away from me. He nodded discreetly and walked outside the restaurant. We walked out of the restaurant after that, and as we walked we talked about trivial issues. Just as we were about to reach our respective cars, I turned to him."I'll get my assistant Basilio to give you the information you need." He nodded and smiled. "I don't know if I should say this or not Mr. Andino."I stopped in my tracks and frowned in slight irritation. I didn't think he noticed because he continued. "In honour of our successful cooperation, I would like to invite you to come to an auction with me. Who knows you might find something you like." I nodded solemnly, as it would be impolite to refuse
Chapter four.Gabriele's POV. I walked over to the bed where she lay and stood there stiff. She must have been knocked out by someone as she was sleeping a little too soundly. She groaned a little and moved to her side. Her hair shifted and I saw bruises on her skin. I frowned subconsciously and reached out to touch them. I discovered that there was a sizable amount of bruises around her neck area, and on her hands as well. She was tied up in ropes and I removed them from her. I was not a good man, true, but I still frowned seeing the bruises. She shivered lightly when I touched her skin, and I stopped my movement. I could tell that she was waking up. I quickly schooled my face into a mask of indifference, one I was most familiar with. I reached out to fetch a cigarette from my bedside drawer and lit it with a lighter. Then, I walked over to the window, stared at the sky, and waited for her to wake up.Arianna's POV. Awful was the first thing I felt as m
Arianna's POV.Nowadays, mornings for me are horrible. I lay on my bed wishing and hoping as I'd learned to do these days for some miracle that'll make all this a bad dream, but sadly reality was very harsh. I climbed out of the bed and ran a hand through my hair. I tightened the robe on me and walked over to the window. I stood for a while staring at the large expanse of land that met my eyes, sadly, I could only see trees and not a building in sight. I ran to the bathroom to take a shower and came out almost immediately because I heard a crisp knock on the door. I frowned and tightened my hold on the bathrobe. The person probably got impatient and rapped louder. I took a deep breath and answered, "Come in.""Hi, I'm Sofia, your personal maid." I heaved a sigh of relief when I heard her voice. She then came into the room and closed the door as she smiled broadly at me. She was holding a lot of bags in her hands which I assumed were clothes. She was a very beautiful woman with raven
Gabriele's POV.I watched as Arianna jogged up the stairs and fury washed over me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Basilio trying his best to stifle a laugh and I got even more irritated. Just as I was about to blow my top I got a call from Mr. Stephano."Good day Mr. Stephano" I called out coldly and the man let out a burst of boisterous laughter. "Too cold Mr. Andino, I was wondering if you'd gotten my gift and what you think about it."I stood up from the dining chair and shoved a hand into my pocket as I made my way out of my wing of the house. "I received the gift Mr. Andino and I'd like to request that you not send me gifts like that ever again. It was thoughtful of you to get me a gift, but this one was a little too much." Mr. Stephano went silent for a few seconds and expressed his understanding. I hung up on the call and wore my suit as I walked through the west wing which housed my sex slaves, Basilio in tow.Almost immediately after I arrived, the door opened and Sara ju
Arianna's pov.It had been days since I'd been locked up in the prison. I guessed it had been four days without seeing the sun or taking a shower. Food was delivered to me only in the morning and at night and trust me it was nothing luxurious.Mr. Andino was really making good his threat of punishment. It was oddly comforting to be there in silence, the other prisoners in there didn't talk much, and I wondered why. I was annoyed that I didn't escape successfully. My plan was really flawless, in my eyes that is.The plan was to distract their attention so I asked Sofia to get me food later after Mr. Andino was gone, and she did so and left shortly after. I then pretended to be really tired and needed rest, so I requested that no one disturb me for food or any other reason. Luckily I had a lot of flimsy material in the drawers, so I tied them up to make a long rope then anchored it to the window, and made my escape.It was going smoothly at first, a little too smoothly if you asked me s