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I stared into his havelock-blue eyes for a few seconds as I felt enchanted under them. Then my brain regained consciousness and my eyes widened as my body instantly moved it itself and went back until my back hit the wall.

I was looking at him in horror as I was having trouble breathing.

What was he doing there? What was I doing with him at that moment? I prayed so hard to not to see him ever again. I prayed so hard to get away from those nightmares. From him.

Did all my prayers go into vain?!

I felt a big lump in my throat.

Alessandro chuckled as hung his head a little low. He slowly picked that long chain which was attached to my ankle. He got up with that chain in his hand and looked at me.

"Don't worry, I don't hurt women." He slowly stepped towards me and I tried to move further back even though there wasn't more room. He paused at his feet and looked at me with a thoughtful face. He dropped down the chain and ran his fingers through his hair.

He let go of a deep sigh and looked at me again.

"I will let you go after Vincenzo returns everything, which he stole from me."

My brows arched in confusion.

Who was Vincenzo?!

"Don't worry, nobody will touch a single strand of your hair. You have my word." He put his hands in his pocket and left the room.

I was sitting there dumbfounded and bewildered.

What the heck just happened?!

And who the hell was that Vincenzo?!

What the hell did he have to do with me?

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I spent my entire day in that room like a prisoner, with a chain on my ankle. Greta, that beautiful lady who was earlier with me brought my food in that room. I was so hungry and exhausted that I didn't even think twice and devoured the foods clean. Greta was very nice and always had a warm smile on her face. She somehow reminded me of my mom. My chest tightened whenever I thought about them.

I had lost count of how many days I was away from them. They must've been worried. Nobody knew I was with Chloe and what she did with me.

That ugly bitch!!

Next time when I was going to see her I would gouge her eyes out or pull all her hairs out. Just wait.

When it was finally night time, my head cleared a little. I thought for a few hours then made up my mind.

I need to talk to them. They must have misunderstood something and took me in. I should clear up everything, then maybe they would let me go.

"Umm, Greta." Greta was knitting some yarn while sitting in front of the window. As she was always there, I guessed she was incharge of me. So, I couldn't escape. I guessed.

Greta put down her knitting needles and came to me.

"Sì caro?"

"Can you call someone?" I chose to use simple words. She is not very good with other languages.

"Is there something wrong?" She looked worried.

"I need to talk. Is there anyone whom I should talk to?"

"Let me call Alessandro."

"No, no, no." I quickly said. "Is there anyone else whom I can talk to?"

"Oh!" Greta thought for a moment. "Then let me call Robert. I can assure you that he is reliable to talk to."

"Thanks."

Greta left the room and a few moments later she was back with a tall and slightly tanned person. That person had all sharp face features which stood out more with a line of light stubbles. Greta left us alone to talk.

"Volevi conoscermi signorina?"

"Umm...sorry I can only speak english." I smiled awkwardly.

"Destra." He shook his head. "I heard you are looking for someone to talk to."

"Yes." I slowly nodded my head. "So, What I wish to know is why I am here?" I cautiously completed my sentence. That person, Robert, knotted his brows at me.

"I thought Alex told you everything."

"Yes he did." I quickly said. "What I am actually saying is that I didn't understand."

"Didn't he talk to you in English?"

"He did."

"Then?"

"I didn't understand his...aa..umm...I mean whatever he said."

"Which part?"

"Umm...everything."

Robert stared at me for a few moments with his arched brows. Then he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. Then he went to the other side of the room and brought a chair. He settled it in front of the bed and took a seat.

"Please sit down." He said to me as he crossed his legs. I slowly sat down at the edge of the bed.

"So, You probably know that Vincenzo has a beef with us. He always tried to cause problems with us and we always ignored his actions. Because Alex wants to do business with peace. But even a saint has their limit point. And as for Alex it was too much. Vincenzo already messed up our two big deals. And last not only he messed up our diamond deal also tried to assassinate Alex, in Scotland. Alext was shot several bullets and escaped the door of death just by touching it. So we decided to give Vincenzo a little heads up about what we could do...."

"But I don't understand what everything has to do with me?" I interrupted him.

"We want our goods back from Vincenzo. Until then we are going to keep you as our hostage...."

"Yes, I understand you," I cut him off again. "But why would Vincenzo or whoever, give back anything in exchange for me?"

"Because you are his woman." Robert gave me an obvious look. I blinked a few times.

"I am his, what?"

"Woman. Umm..lover?" I stared at his nose. It is kind of pointy. In a beautiful way. And his nostrils didn't flare every time he talked. Unlike mine. I actually started to envy him at some point.

Anyway!

"I am not his lover." I smiled awkwardly. Then that time Robert stared at me like I was doing at him a few moments ago.

"You are lying, right?" Robert leaned towards me a little.

"Nope. Actually I don't even know that person."

Robert suddenly leaned off and jumped up from his chair while struggling to get his phone out of his pocket. I scratched my eyebrow.

Did I say something wrong?

"Dove sei? Sbrigati e vieni qui!" Robert called someone. "Perché hai fatto una cazzata!"

Robert cut the call and started to walk back and forth in the room. I put my pinky finger in my ear and started to wril. My ear felt itchy.

A few moments later the door creaked open and a person entered the room. I stop itching my ear.

Not him!

Alessandro walked in the room while checking on his phone. I shifted on my seat uncomfortably. He spared a glance at me while putting his phone inside his dark burgundy suit.

"Qual è il problema?" He asked Robert with a casual tone.

"Non è la donna di Vincenzo!"

"Chi ha detto?"

"Lei!" Robert pointed at me.

What? What did I do?

"Lei sta mentendo."

"Non dirmi che devo nascondere il suo corpo, se non lo è." Robert looked at me. "È molto bella. Sarebbe un peccato."

Boys, English, please.

"Sai da dove l'ho presa?" Alessandro slid his hands in his pockets. "Nella camera da letto di Vincenzo." Robert's knotted brows cleared in an instant.

"Non ha mai portato le sue puttane nella sua camera da letto principale." Robert whispered.

"Infatti, NO."

"Allora cosa sta dicendo?"

Allessandro turned to me.

"Do you really think we would fall for your lies?"

I bit my lip nervously. Whenever I looked in his eyes the pieces of nightmares flashed in front of my eyes. Those nightmares were so vivid that his face marked on my brain. Seeing him in front of me up too close made blood rush to my brain and made it dizzy. I was lost for words at that moment actually.

But...

If I stayed silent there was a chance I would be stuck there with him. For how long, who knows. So I took a deep breath and spoke up.

"I am not lying." I was holding my breath. "I don't know that Vincenzo fella."

"Then what were you doing there?"

"I don't know how I ended up there."

"Cazzate!"

"Ok, ok." Robert cut in between us. "Let's call Vincenzo now! Everything will be cleared in a minute."

"I have been trying since yesterday." Allessandro clicked his tongue in distress. "Nobody is picking up."

"Let me try." Robert took out his phone and started to swipe on his phone screen. "Hello." After dialing a few numbers finally someone picked up. Robert signalled us with his finger and left the room to talk.

"So you don't know how the hell you ended up in someone's bedroom." Alessandro's catalina blue eyes were piercing my skin. I averted my eyes.

"I don't remember."

"That's a nice story."

I didn't reply.

"Merda!" Robert entered the room while cursing.

"Cosa c'è che non va?" Alessandro asked.

"Vincenzo..."

"Excuse me," I cut him off before he could start, "can you please talk in english. I am kinda struggling here."

Robert nodded his head. "Right. You are an English woman." He looked at Alessandro. "Vincenzo is in the hospital." Robert put his hands on the waist. "He has been unconscious for two straight days."

"Why? What happened?"

"What do you think?" Robert glared at Alessandro. "You blew up his head. And I thought you told us not to kill him. Now who's going to pay for our diamonds?" Robert looked at me. "Now that we have her woman, I was also thinking about getting the money back he stole from us back in December while we are on it."

"Why are you telling me this?" Alessandro shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't hit him."

"Then what? You blew some air on his hair and he knocked out."

"Ha!" I laughed out merrily. "You are funny." Robert and Alessandro both casted a look at me which made my smile fade away. "Right, this is a serious talk. Please carry on."

"I am telling the truth." Alessandro rubbed his forehead. "Actually when I reached his bedroom he wasn't there." Alessandro pointed at me with his chin. "Only she was sitting there on the floor. Wounded.

"Then who blew his head?" Robert was thinking hard while staring at those italian marbles on the floor.

It was me.

I blew his head.

I get that that Vincenzo guy was their rival and they would've actually been fond of me if they knew I was the one who knocked over their rival. But who knows they might have released me while they were on it.

But I wasn't sure if I should tell them the truth.

Because they were talking about some big money extortion from that guy. And if by any chance Vincenzo died, they would surely hang me to death.

Nope, I wasn't my mouth.

Suddenly Robert and Alessandro looked in my direction. I gulped hard. Did they figure out it was me?

"What? Wh...why are you two looking at me like... this?" I stammered in nervousness.

"Did you see who attacked him?" Robert asked me.

"No, I didn't." I released a long sigh of relief.

"Is he going to die?" Alessandro asked Robert.

"I don't think so."

"Then we will ask for our money when he wakes up." He turned on his heel to leave. But he halted on his feet as he remembered something and turned around.

"Anyway," He tilted his head a little at me with a mischievous smirk on his face, "Welcome to my casa. I hope you enjoy the stay." He winked at me and left.

I clenched my fist so hard that my knuckles turned white.

I was fucked!

Completely!

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