Chapter 3
Alessia's POV
I groaned at the sharp pain that was piercing my head, ignoring it I opened my eyes, I was met with an unfamiliar sight.
I was in a big room that had a walk-in closet, light brown walls and the bed I was in was a king-size with dark brown covers. At the end of the bed was a big dark brown chest. I sat up abruptly, making my head pulse and my vision blurry for a moment. I let myself have a moment to compose myself before I stand up to think of the men that tried to kidnap me last night. Then I remember a man who rescued me, killing those men. I have never seen him before. What if it was my parents that sent someone to take me back home? No, they won't spend money to hire someone to find me. I can only think of one person who would do that, Sergei Mikhas, the man that I was sold to.
Now knowing it was Sergei's doing I laid back down and closed my eyes thinking how I was always going to be a caged animal, and there was nothing I could do about it. My four years of life outside felt like a tease. It felt like hours that only my breathing could be heard, when suddenly the door swung open and shut closed, bringing my attention to the man who had just walked in. It wasn’t Sergei at all. Instead, it was that man who saved my life last night. My eyes widened. What was he doing here?
"Comi ti senti?" was the first thing his deep voice asked me. I pushed myself up, so I was sitting with my knees pressed to my chest, my face scrunching up in pain as I felt a sharp jab to my stomach.
"I'm feeling better, thank you for helping me,” I said sincerely.
"We need to talk.” He said in his deep Italian laced voice, his arms bulged in his suit as he leaned back against the door, his Rolex watch glimmering under the light. He was too damned handsome and rich. What was he doing in a place like that last night, and for some reason it pissed me off.
I bit my lips and pushed away all my thoughts. Although his voice was commanding I wasn't just about to let him kill me like he did to that man last night.
"What do you want to talk about?" I asked nervously, hoping it didn't show. I bit down on my lips as I subtly searched him for any weapons. "I won't tell anyone what I saw last night," I said, afraid that he would kill me after what happened.
"Calm down; I won’t hurt you. I just want to ask you a few questions that I want you to answer truthfully.” He looked at me intensely. I bit my lip and nodded. "What is your full name?"
I almost hesitated, but decided to answer his question "Gioia Brambilla". The name sounded fake, but it didn’t really matter unless someone found out.
He nodded and then continued, "Who were those men last night?"
I looked away trying to find an answer, "I don’t know." That was the truth, I don’t know who sent them. He nodded.
"That’s all, one of my men will take you back to your apartment," after saying that he left, leaving me alone. I quickly got up and walked to the bathroom.
I freshened up and went down the stairs to find the guy who would take me back to my apartment. "Buongiorno signorina, Juan is waiting for you by the car, Signorina,” a housekeeper tells me. I smiled at her, "Grazie, for everything. Arrivederci." I walked out of the house, or rather mansion and saw Juan waiting for me. He opened the door for me and I told him my address. Soon I'm on my way back to my reality. Wondering if I will ever see the stranger again.
When I got back home I decided I deserved a hot bath and to relax. I turned the taps on and put shampoo in to make a bubble bath before I stripped and sat in the tub humming a song. But it wasn't long before the pit of dread made its way to my stomach. I looked at the door waiting for my mother or sister's voice to yell from the other side, but it never came. I sighed as I closed my eyes only to feel tears sliding down my cheeks.
"Open this fucking door, Alessia! Why is it locked?" My mother screamed through the door.
"Madre, I'm just taking a bath, please leave me alone." I quickly wrapped a towel around me and opened the door.
"Open this door now you dirty little slut! "Who told you, you can take a shower?" She demanded as she pulled my towel off me. "Just fucking look at you! You're a fat cow, no wonder no one wants you. That’s why we have to sell your fucking ugly ass to the highest bidder! I can't believe I made you."
Then she slaps me across the face. "Get ready! The Mikhas will be here shortly! Try not to make a fool out of us". She continues her insults. She pushes me back. Making me hit the wall behind me, hurting me in the process. She stared at me disgusted. "Weak, so pathetic, can't you be more like your sister?"
"Affrettatevi!" {Hurry up!} She hissed with a scowl before leaving.
Chapter 4Alessia's POVI wake up realizing it was almost night, standing up went to the kitchen and made me a sandwich and some coffee. I can't believe I have slept the whole day. Deciding what to do to keep myself busy I went back to my room. Only one thing comes to mind.I sit in front of my clean canvas, taking the palette in to my hands as my fingers start to move swiftly across the canvas. Painting was always a way to keep me calm, to paint or draw my feelings instead of speaking them and being judged for them.Since the day I was born I had no one, I never went to school, my mother told our maid to tutor me at home. She always told me she won't spend a cent of her money on a useless nobody. Our maid became more like a mother to me. Rosetta was diagnosed with stage IV inflammatory breast cancer when I was fourteen years old, so she stayed in bed most of the time. But somehow managed to tutor me.My parents never loved me, they made that clear right from the start. Rosetta could n
Chapter 5Johnny POVWe have been searching for the snitch the whole day, and we found little information. Walking around the office I saw my reflection and my hair was messed up from dragging my hands through them a thousand times. I turned around and flipped the table. "Fanculo"! I shouted with anger.I left in my car to go to the warehouse where all my shipment is. Walking in I found Stefano and Samuele already there. "Samuele, anything missing here?" I asked."Doesn't look like anything is gone, but we are busy counting the weapons just in case." I nod, "I think we must put men here to keep watch, they might try and raid the warehouse, and we must be ready for when that happens." Samuele nods, then proceeds to talk to our men. After taking care of business and making sure everything goes smoothly, I decided to visit Alessandro and Lisa. I rarely visit them these days, because of the shit that’s been going on in my life. I don’t want to get them involved. Getting into my car I dro
Chapter 6Alessia's POVI wake up groaning at the sharp pain piercing my head; my body feels stiff and sore. I try to compose myself, wondering where I am. The last thing I remembered was the guy who broke into my apartment and threw me against the wall. Struggling to sit up straight I looked around, I was met by a familiar room. What was I doing back here? Did this guy send someone after me? Maybe he is working with Sergei? All these questions are going through my head. I stand up abruptly, making my head pulse and my vision blurry for a moment. I let myself have a minute to compose myself before I stood up. I went over to the door only to find it locked. Strange. I though. Why would he lock me in this room? Suddenly I heard someone by the door and quickly walked back to the bed, ignoring the pain in my stomach. The door swung open and closed, bringing my attention to the same guy from the other night.He looked at me and asked, "Are you hurt?” In his deep Italian voice. I looked behi
Chapter 7Johnny's POV"Where is Stefano?" I asked Samuele as soon I went down."He and the rest of the guys are on their way over." I nodded and went to the couch lying down. Samuele looked at me amused."What?" I asked when he keeps on staring at me like I have gone crazy."Why are you treating her like a guest? I thought she was a prisoner?" He said with a tease clear in his voice."I need her to tell me the truth, I think she knows the Russians, but won't admit it." I tell him with a serious face, I mean what the fuck does he think I'm trying to do?"Well I was just thinking why treat her like a guest and not torture her to tell the truth?" Just as I was about to answer him, the others walk in."Good morning boss." They great me while walking over. "Where is breakfast this morning boss?" Luca asked while looking around. "Now, Johnny, get your ass up and make us some breakfast." Luca says when he doesn’t see any breakfast."No"' I mumbled. "Okay I'm hungry," Ciro sighed. "Samuele
Chapter 8Alessia's POVI was lying on the bed when I heard voices outside in the hall. It sounds like they are playing some sort of game. I wonder if there are only guys in this place. After some time I heard a door being kicked down.Maybe they are killing someone? My subconscious says. Yeah, maybe someone went to hide in a room and they got that person. Standing up I walk to the door trying to listen if I hear anything, but all I hear is laughter. Maybe they are just playing I don’t know and don’t care I just want to get out of here.My headache is killing me. I went back to bed deciding to sleep for a while. My stomach begins to grumble realizing I haven’t eaten since yesterday. After a while of tossing and turning I hear the door open and sit up straight waiting for whoever to walk in. My eyes went wide when I noticed the man that saved me with four other men.They step inside my room. And let me tell you these guys are handsome. One of them I remember I think his name is Samuele.
Chapter 9Alessia's POVI couldn't believe he would just kill her like that! I mean what the fuck! My hands couldn't stop shaking, I was angry! No scratch that I was fucking furious! Elma didn't deserve to die like that. She's a sweet old lady. I wonder what they are going to do now? Will, they sent me back to that hellhole or the Mikhas?I got startled when the door opened, pulling me out of my thoughts. The sexy stranger entered with Samuele and Stefano."Looks like we are going to have a family get-together." The sexy man said. I looked up at him shocked.O shit! Maybe I should do something stupid, so he can just kill me now, it's better than going back to my parents or my fiancé. My hands started shaking violently again."You know, you should have just told me who your parents were I always do business with your father." He continues.Tears start to run down my face. What the hell can I do now? My parents are probably on their way as we speak. My mother is going to kill me that's f
Chapter 10Johnny's POVI wonder why Alessia hid her true identity—what was she afraid of? I have known her father a long time, and he doesn't seem like a monster that would hurt his daughter. Maybe she doesn't want to get married, and I understand that because I hate the Mikhas.Taking out my phone I call her father. "Long time, Mr. Gravano." I hear his voice coming through the phone."Mr. Berlusconi, I have some good news for you," I told him."Ah, could this be another promising business opportunity?" He asked hopefully."No, but I have the person you've been searching for a while," I tell him, waiting for his reply."That bi... Oh, do you mean Alessia?” He said it with a sadistic chuckle. Something seems off, what did he mean before he said her name?"Yes, the one and only," I said after some time."O my boy, you don't know how happy I am to hear that." He said it with another chuckle."When can we come and pick her up?" I heard him ask."I will let you know where and when.” I told
Chapter 11Alessia's POVWhen we walked inside the fancy restaurant I knew my life was over. We walked up to a table while I just kept my head down not ready to face the monsters from my past."Alessia?" I heard my stepfather's voice and I went stiff. I think Mr boss man must have felt it because he drew me closer to him."Mr. Berlusconi, please take a seat." Mr boss man told my stepfather in a cold voice."I just wanted to hug her. I can't believe it's been four years." My stepfather said and I feel like vomiting."Alessia, honey it's you.” My mother said as we sit down, and I look up at my monsters."Yes, your long-lost daughter is back," I told them sarcastically."Thank you for reuniting us with our daughter, Mr. Gravano." My stepfather said to Bossman or shall I say, Mr. Asshole Gravano."My pleasure, let's order shall we? We have a lot to discuss," Gravano told us. The waitress comes and takes our order with her eyes on Gravano the whole time, "Yeah he's good-looking but an assh