Novels by Annie XI

Athena Dante got me out of Italy safely and I’m back in America, on my way home. He didn't go back to Italy though, he said he'd stick around for a bit to make sure we were safe pending the time I decide whether or not I'll tell my Mom about Romano, and couldn't be more grateful. It’s a weekend, I’m sure Sophie’s home. I arrived at my apartment and knocked on the door. I heard Sophie’s voice asking whose there, I couldn’t believe how happy I was to hear her annoying voice. She opened the door and contrary to the hugs and kisses I was expecting, the bitch tit-punched me. “What the fuck Sophie?!” I groaned “’I’ll call you as soon as possible?’ Bitch it’s been four fucking months. I had to lie to everyone that you were on some self-introspection journey somewhere in Africa and mom, she kept on asking about you and I had to cook up a new story every Thursday whenever she called and I was so fucking worried about you that I even thought of flying to Italy.” Sophie fumed “I’m sorry ok

Athena I ran, I ran as fast as my short legs would take me. The last time I ran this fast was when I was trying to run from the policeman who wanted to take me back to Romano, ten years ago after I’d escaped from his mansion. Yeah, he had people there, and I didn’t know any better. Here I am again, running on this familiar street to the one person I know could get me the hell out of Sicily. I arrived in front of the familiar house, gasping for air. The house hasn’t really changed since the last time I was here, I just hope he still lives here. I didn’t think to ask for his current address the last time we spoke, I didn’t think I’d need it. Okay, let’s back it up a little shall we? I escaped from Luciano’s fortress but not with the book-shopping plan, yeah that didn’t work. Luciano’s men refused to let me out of the house but they volunteered to help me get what I needed after I took them on a little guilt trip. So while they were about to leave, I might have sneaked into their

Athena I woke up panting like I just ran an ultra-marathon. I just had a nightmare that Romano found me and sold me to a mafia don, and I missed my graduation. Oh, it wasn’t a dream, it is my fucking reality, and I might just miss my own graduation. I massaged my temple and tried to calm down. I have to find a way to convince Luciano to let me go back to L.A., even if it is just for two weeks. “Dear God, thank you for waking me up again this morning. I pray that my day is less shi…frustrating and that I don’t miss my finals and graduation, and I pray that Sophie and Mom are okay. Amen.” After saying my prayers, I yelled into my pillow, went to the bathroom, did my business, and dressed. I wore a sleeveless, knee-length floral dress and did my hair in a rough ponytail. It's time to have my usual lonely breakfast. I sluggishly walked down the grand marble stairs and into the dining room, where I was met with the delicious aroma of breakfast and the site of Luciano, Gio, and a few o

Athena The bright rays of sunshine that peeked through the curtain almost blinded me as my eyes fluttered open, making me squint. I woke up from a beautiful dream to a nightmare. It's BEEN THREE FUCKING MONTHS IN THIS HELL HOLE and I have completely lost my mind. I am more or less than a prisoner here. The first month was okay, you know, like taking a vacation. But now I see this place for what it is, HELL. I am not allowed to leave the house, I have nobody to talk to, the maids are stiff as fuck and don’t even let me get started on Luciano’s men, and as for Luciano, I haven’t seen him in weeks If I needed anything, I had to tell the maids and they’d convey it to Luciano. Do we even live in the same house? Yeah, I had access to the internet for my online classes, but other than that I couldn't do anything else, I had no access to social media and my life has been, I repeat, HELL. This is so not what I had signed up for. But amid all the emotional torture, I had a ray of sunshine

AthenaOne of the maids brought me to a room I’m assuming is going to be my prison cell for the next six months.“So, uhm… I’m Athena. What’s your name?” I tried starting a conversation with the maid, I mean if I’m going to be here for eight months, might as well make some friends.“My name is Cecilia. The bathroom is over there and the closet is right there” she said pointing at the corner of the room. “There are a lot of clothes in the closet, all new, boss got them. Dinner will be ready in 10, you might want to freshen up. Do call me if you need anything." She spoke to me like she was addressing a 9-year-old and left before I could even say anything else.“Annnd off she goes. Did she say dinner will be ready in 10? who gives a lady ten minutes to get ready. Fuck that, Im’ma get ready whenever the fuck I want”A sigh escaped my lips as I went to check the closet“Damn, their boss got good taste”I stepped into the bathroom thinking of how hot I’d look for dinner and I stepped out, th

Athena The box finally stopped moving after 12 hours of being shipped around in Romano’s private jet like a FRIGGING DOLL. I peep through the holes in the box and I saw Romano's men handing some documents to someone out of my view. I heard them say something like 'enjoy' and then I heard retreating footsteps. ‘Enjoy? What am I, pizza?’ That’s it, am done with this charade. I kicked the box open and wow this house is fineeee. The floor was made of marble, it had an elegant rug at the center and a beautiful chandelier hanging at the top. There were paintings on the wall. The whole place was a mix of traditional and modern styles, definitely my style. Forget the house these guys are finer. Gosh, Italian guys are THE hottest on the planet. Maybe being kidnapped wasn’t exactly all that bad. But these guys also look scary as hell. There was a particular man in front of me, he looked like the boss. Am guessing he’s this friend Romano was talking about. He was tall, had a broad chest, a