P A R T - [ 8 ]

[  DESTINY CARTER  ]

"You are fiesty like a vixen Destiny,it makes me more crazy to taste your rawness."He stepped closer with a smile of a wolf,his appearance was no less than of a hungry beast,lust and mad desire dropped from his facial expressions.

I tried to paste myself to the wall behind me,I must be a fool to think that the four barren wall would swallow me.

I was only fourteen!

"Please don't..don't come near me."I hardly whispered seeing my doom becoming a reality.

"Not a chance tonight pretty little figa."He smirked taking off his belt,I could smell tabbacco and expensive alcohol from him that made me puke.

"I won't let you touch me Victor Niccoli."I dared to retaliate having no ray of hope to escape but at the moment I wanted him to kill me,at least the never ending suffering would finally eliminate my existence.

His eyes turned firy red in pure anger and next I remember he kicked me hard in the stomach.I let out a sharp scream,it hurt like hell,I felt my inner organs bursting,the pain was worse than death.

"How dare you bitch?I think I should cut your little tongue first before fucking your pride."He yelled on my face clutching my hairs in his fists.

I wanted to scrap that filthy face but I couldn't,my body felt numb.More kicks came after,I didn't count.

He left once he thought I had passed out.

My eyes jolted open,my breathes were erratic and came out hardly,my body covered in sweat.I saw the same nightmare once again.I know they won't ever leave me to live at peace no matter how far I escape or someone promise me protection because these scars are deeply imprinted on my soul.

My throat felt dry and sleep wouldn't be coming any sooner so I decided to get up.I glanced at the digital watch on the night stand,it showed four thirty in the morning.I slept only for an hour or more  on the insistence of Stefano.

Speaking of him,he confused me more now.His bipolar personality,in the morning he literally wanted to kill me for invading his privacy,on the same night he behaved like nothing had happened and also asked me to forget everything.However,I feel scared yet attracted towards him.

Slipping out of my bed,I walked to the table where a maid kept water bottle last night but then I remembered drinking it before sleeping.I was hell thirsty,so having no other option left,I tip toed out of the room in the direction of kitchen,luckily Povetta showed me the east wing of mansion where the family resides.The kitchen is located on the far end.

I tried not to make any noise as it might alert his security team of an enemy in the house.The idea is totally absurd as not even a fly could enter without Stefano's permission.

I somehow navigated my way in the dim light of corridors and halls to the kitchen but a huge manly shadow caused me to release a gasp,I was careful not to scream,the life in the Victor's prison taught me many things.Self control us one of them.

The man,who was taking out a container from the cabinet turned to face me.

It was Stefano.

"Destiny what are you doing here in such early hour?"He asked me in a lowered tone.Surely,he didn't want to disturb the others.

Oh shit!I will be end of mine.I cursed my wrong timing but there was no going back.

"Umm..I was thirsty and didn't had water in my room so I came here to fetch me a bottle.I am sorry if I bother you in between something."I replied in the most possible humblest manner.

He nodded his head when I noticed his bare upper body,his trousers hanging dangerously low on his waist.It made my throat even drier,he was the perfect specimen of a seduction God.The tattoos on most of his skin gave him another magnetic charm.

I somehow pretended to be aloof of his presence in the same space and fetched out a water bottle from the refrigerator.Being extremely thirsty,I opened the bottle and begun drinking it right there.

I could feel his intense stare on me but I chose to ignore it.He was cooking,perhaps bacon and pasta but why did he cook?I mean he has a battalion of chefs and maids.

The man is weird than I imagine.I placed the empty bottle on the kitchen counter and made my way towards the entrance.

"Would you like to join me for an early morning meal?"His voice paused me in my track,I craned my neck to his side,frowns on my forehead.

Did he really offer me his hand cooked food let alone eating with him?

"You don't have to if you're not willing Principessa."He said not receiving any response from me.

"Umm no I am sorry yeah I would love to taste the authentic Italian pasta cooked by an Italian man."I replied instantly not wishing to sour his mood and find myself again at his gun point.

"Come join me."He smiled.

Oh my holy Jesus!Stefano the poker face De Niro smiled!And the smile was directed on me.I blinked my eyes to believe on what I was seeing.

I walked back cautiously to one of the cabinet with transparent glass slider,I brought out two china plates and gestured him to let me serve for us.Meanwhile his intoxicating perfume made it harder for my brain to function properly.I didn't want to make a mistake and cause a trouble for me.

Povetta,during the dinner told me about De Niro's real business,they are none another but biggest mafia lords of the country and nearby territories which resulted in me counting on my days in De Niro estate.

I served the deliciously smelling pasta and bacon on the plates and slid one to his direction,sitting on one of the high stools,I took a small portion of pasta into my mouth.The taste was heavenly,it reminded me of my childhood when my Italian mother used to cook pasta every weekend night for dinner.

Ahh!I forgot such taste for almost one and a half decade,I mostly survived on a couple of pieces of stale breads and left overs,sometimes they didn't give me food for a week.The bitter memories again teared my eyes.

"You are safe here Principessa."Stefano's voice brought me back in the present.I immediately composed myself and held back my tears in front of him.

"How is the food?"He asked me sipping on his beer.

The man is a badass drunkard.

"Its delicious,the best pasta I have after my mother's death."I praised his skills,at the same time wanted to tell him about my early life.

"Sono contento Principessa."He said in Italian and I must say,it sounded more sexier in his voice.

"You deserve the praises Sir."I took another bite of my meal.

I heard him wince under his breath which made me extra conscious of my behavior in front of him.

"You could have asked someone to cook for you.They all serve you."I asked him out of my fucking curious nature.

"I prefer to cook myself when I want to distract myself from some shits."He replied and then I chose to eat in silence.The man was courteous to offer me a meal with him.

We ate in complete silence afterwards but I couldn't neglect the raising sexual tension in the air,the way his piercing green eyes never left my sight.

And fuck my traitor hormones craved to touch his naked body too!

After we finished out food,I offered to clean the plates but he said,the maids will do it in the morning,so I decided to head back to my room before anyone wakes up.I hardly reached at the door when a sudden pull pushed me on the wall and a hard chest collided on my tiny frame.My breasts pressed on his naked body.

His face was above my head.

"Sir...what..are.."Rest of my words died down in my throat as his merciless lips crashed on mine.

Fuck!

Stefano De Niro kissed me!