Her Pov:
The whole day passed by doing nothing. I am so hell bored, but there's literally nothing I can do about that. I tried to watch the TV, but I was never a telephile, so I gave up after a while. Back in the US, I didn't even have time to get bored. Classes, studies, part-time jobs, and Antonio ... My chest tightens from the memories as I try to push them on the back of my head. How strange it is, isn't it? The memories you once used to live for can turn into the reason that kills you from within with every passing second! Even when I try my best to not think I can't help myself. Sometimes, I wonder if I would still choose Antonio once again if I knew the events would turn out like this? Tears threaten to gather in my eyes as I try to shake that thought off my head. No... I won't think ... I don't want to think anymore... But boredom is getting the best of me. I tried to talk with the maids, but they were so busy with their work that they showed no interest in talking with me. I didn't have my phone with me for long enough now since I have come to Italy. I tried to go to the kitchen to make something and pass my time somehow, but the maids chased me off, saying no outsider is permitted in the kitchen. It was almost evening, and I was standing at the rooftop getting lost in my thoughts again when I felt someone standing beside me. I looked at the person and found David standing there. " Why are you looking so dull all of a sudden?" He asked with concern in his voice. I try to give him a smile. " Nothing, just a little bored." " Yeahh, I should have guessed that. Any living person in this house will be dead bored." I smile and nod.. To be honest, I think David is a nice person. A very nice person. I know he doesn't need to, but he's still keeping me company. But I don't really want company now. I just want to be alone. Just alone. I look as far as my eyes can go. But I don't see anything. Like always, I am in a haze as I do look at things, but I don't see them. " Rosalina.. Hey.." And I am pulled out of the trance as I look at David with my blank eyes. Slowly coming back to my senses and the present world. " Yes?" I ask him pretending I was here all along. " Are you okay?" He asks me as his eyes try to study me. I force a smile on my face. " Yes... What were you saying? Sorry I didn't quite catch it." " Do you like to read books?" He asks me, taking me off guarded. This time, a small but genuine smile forms on my face as I look at him and nod a little. " Yes, I do love to read books.." I have always loved reading books. In my childhood, my mom and then my grandma both used to read me books. I have loved books since my very young days. When mom passed away, I used to read the books she read to me over and over. It somehow made me cope with the situation. Whenever I used to read books, I had always felt my mom and grandma live within me. " Perfect! I have a place for you then!" He smiles as he gestures me to go in front of him. I hesitate for a bit before I start to walk with him. It's better to see where he takes me than standing here and getting lost in my endless loop of thoughts. It took us around 10 minutes to walk to the west part of the mansion. He takes me in front of a huge door as he pushes the doors, and I gasp in shock. As far as my eyes go, all I see are shelves full of books. I take in the amazing view with my yearning eyes. And for the first time, I forget my past my present and all the voices in my head goes silent for a second as I look around the huge room. It's so beautiful, classy, and just so perfect. I look at David with my stunned face. He chuckles, seeing my face. I ignore his chuckle as I look at him carefully. " I never imagined that you're a bookworm!" He dramatically bites his tongue as if I have said something very inappropriate. " Please don't disrespect me like that, Rosalina." He says dramatically. " What do you mean?" I furrow my brows." These aren't your books?" He shakes his head." No, it's all of brother's. I and Susan never liked books." I raise a brow." Susan?" He nods.." Yeah, my sister. Didn't my brother tell you?" I shake my head, and a look passes on his face and vanishes before I can tell. " Strange... I thought you would know . You know Susan is the apple of his eye. I thought you would know.." Now, how do I tell him the relationship I have with his brother isn't the usual ones. We never talked about anything related to our lives. Wait, it can't even be called any sort of relation... To him, I am just a property he bought with money, and to me, he's just someone who can give me back my freedom. He smiles.." Never mind, now you know. So yeah, it's all his kingdom. Every book here belongs to him." Honestly, it surprised me more than it should have. I never thought Leonardo was someone who would love books, let alone own such a huge library. He just doesn't look the type who would be into books. The ringing of a phone pulls me back from my thoughts as David receives the call. His brows furrowed as he listened to the other side. " Okay..." He replies and cuts the call off. "I have to leave.. Enjoy your time here, Rosalina." He rushes off to somewhere, and I walk around the library. It's so huge. It has only a table with two chairs facing the huge window of the room. The fields can be seen from the window. There are a huge number of books on several topics, but it seems like they weren't touched in a while. Most of them are on business studies and self-help books. I take a book that interests me, and I take a seat as I turn the pages of a book after a long time. It was a really long time. I smell the book, and a tear leaves my eye. I feel a little at peace after a long time as I start to read the book. I was so lost in the book that I didn't notice it was raining heavily until thunders started to storm in loud noises and lightning strikes the whole place making it visible for a second before everything becomes dark again. I look at the wall clock, and it's 11 pm! How did I not notice the time! I keep the book at its place as I get up and leave the room. I walk through the corridor, but I don't see any maid in the mansion. I guess everyone has left to their quarters. Another huge thunder storms as the whole mansion goes dark. What the fuck! Don't tell me it's a load shedding! I try to fasten my pace but it's not possible in all darkness. I tried to call someone, but my voice echos in the void hall and comes back to me, haunting me. I hear footsteps behind me, so I look back in the hope that any maid must be left in here. But I don't see anyone but only the footsteps. " Is there anyone?" I ask as I try to look through the darkness of the hallway. But no one replies. I was about to ask once again, but before that, another lightning strikes and the whole mansion flashed with the light for a second through the windows. And I freeze. My whole body goes rigid as I feel a cold sweat run down my spine. A huge tall and dark figure is standing a few steps away from me with an axe in his hand. His face is not clear, but he seems to be drenched in blood. I feel my legs are of tons as I can't move them from the floor. And he takes a step towards me. I come back to my senses as I scream on top of my lungs, and I run. I fucking run! I can hear heavy footsteps behind me. Chasing me. I don't see anything in the darkness but I still run.. I clash with a table hard and a vase or something of glass falls on the floor as it breaks into pieces. I have lost it by then. I could still hear the footsteps getting closer. I run on the broken glasses I could feel them cutting through my thick socks and cutting my feet but I couldn't care any less. I scream for my life and cry for help as I try to run with my now sorely wounded feet. I couldn't see anything so I was clashing with things here and there. I could feel the tears running down my cheeks burning my skin. It's true I didn't want to live. It's true I still don't know what I am even living for. But I still tried. I fucking tried. To give myself a chance. To give mom's rosalina a chance. Now... Is this how my life is going to end? A crazy man stabs me with an axe till I die? I suddenly feel there are stairs ahead of me. This is my last chance. My last hope. Maybe these are the stairs leading to downstairs. I run down the stairs while looking behind me, looking for any trace of the man. Suddenly, I missed a few steps and fall right to someone's arms. My whole body crashes with a wall of muscles. I scream on top of my lungs as I jerk away from the person and push the person hard as I try to take my steps back on the stairs, locking my eyes on the dark figure... Another huge thunder storm and the lights of the mansion comes back. And Leonardo's standing in front of me. A few steps away from me. His cold hazal eyes run over me, and a flustered look takes over them as he scans me. I looked at him, and suddenly, I could feel my whole body shaking , sweat running down my face, and my feet bleeding. And I run, run down the stairs as I run to him and hug him with all my might. I don't know why I did that. Maybe I was just looking for an ounce of comfort. I was not even in my senses completely as I run to his arms and wrapped my arms around his neck, my breast clashing with the hard miscles of his chest and my bloody feet tiptoeing on his shoes. He halts for a moment. As if he doesn't know what to do. He stands there like that for a moment before finally wrapping his hands around my body and taking me in his arms. My legs go slightly up in the air. His huge shadow covering my tiny body. I don't want to accept it ... But the cold and almost emotionally dead Leonardo, whom I always believed to be deprived of any emotions from the very first day, provided me comfort at that very moment. The comfort I was looking for... The comfort I was looking for a very, very long time....Her Pov:I open my eyes after how long I don't know. Itfeels like I am living in a haze. I don't knowwhen I am awake or when I am sleeping. It'salways like being in the middle of a dreamand a reality.As I open my eyes, I try to get up, but I don'thave any strength to even move. Afterattempting a number of times, I finally get upfrom my sleeping posture and sit up using thewall as my support.I sit up and look around the small dark room.It's so dark that only a dim light is there. Myeyes move to the door of the room. It's theonly way of getting in or out.Without the door, there's nothing in the room.Just a mattress on the floor, and that's it.There's no window in the room, so I can't tell ifit's day or night. It's not that I care, though.My gaze shifts to the abandoned plate offood in front of the door, and I try to get up.My body hurts with every move as I struggleto stand on my feet.Leaning on the wall taking support, I finally stand up and try to walk towards th
His Pov:I sigh as the car parks in front of the venue. I usually hate this type of event, and I never attended them in the past. But this time, it needs to be done, and I need to attend the event. If it wasn't serious father wouldn't have send me here. Being the son of the leader of the Italian Mafia has given me a lot of things along with the responsibilities. Therefore, even if I personally hate it I didn't argue with father on the topic as I also know, we need to seal the deal with the Russians.Ethan Volcov, is a higher up in the Russian Mafia who reportedly is going to attend the event.My work is to attract his attention and have an introduction with him for a better chance of sealing the deal. I take a deep breath as I come out of the car and walk into the so-called venue.This is another stupid event of selling prostitutes to the elites of the society. To be precise to the scums of the society. But it can't be denied that this is the event you can find most of the influentia
Her Pov:I don't know what drug they put me on but I can still feel things around me see things even though they are blurry and can hear things even though they feel like they are coming from another world but yeah. I can walk as well, but I don't have much of my balance.Previously, whenever they injected me something, I lost my total sense and couldn't remember or feel anything. I would be like dead at the time.But this time it feels lighter than the previous ones. This time, I can tell things. I don't know if it's a good thing, though.They got me ready and blindfold me before taking me to somewhere.I don't know where they took me, but I could hear people talking and even naming prices.It took me a long while to understand that they were naming prices for me. But I couldn't react as the drug was slowly taking me over. A woman behind me was holding me as I was loosing my senses to even move a muscle of my body.The last thing I heard is " Sold". Before I lost in the darkness. Wh
His Pov: I chain up my pants as she gets up and goes to the washroom. Honestly, I don't know why the hell I did that.I usually don't lose control and never do anything without giving it several thoughts. I never in my life bought any prostitute or forced myself on anyone. Women always went crazy over me and could do anything to get just a glance from me. I have just had one night stands and never slept with a woman twice in my life. I had sex just for some fun and ended it just in there. For the first time, I bought someone with money, and honestly, even I don't know what I planned to do with her. But I definitely didn't plan to sleep with her or even touch her. But when she continuously started to beg me to let her go and give her passport back to her, something shifted in my mind.If she didn't beg, I could even consider this, but her seemingly not wanting me even after being used by several people got me on my edge. I didn't like that she didn't want me. But what got me off w
Her Pov: It has been around ten days since I have been here. Most of the time he doesn't stay at the house and I love it as I don't like to have him around me. He intimidates me too much and makes me really nervous for some reason. Whenever he's in the house I often catch his eyes on me and he doesn't even move them away as if he couldn't care less. It feels like he isn't watching me but more like studying me. He hasn't touched me again since the first day and sleeps in the separate room as well. I think he started to grow bored of me and I am also trying to behave according to him so that I can get rid of this soon and leave for the US as they handed him my passport. Well I tried to find ways to run away when he was not at home. But he locked the door from the outside and there's no other way to get out. The apartment is I guess on the 17th or 18th floor as it's very high I can't climb down or anything. Anyway what would I do running away as I don't have my passport with m
Her Pov:And he stands up as he takes the last drag of his cigarette and crashes it under his shoe. His hazal eyes are way too calm, as if he knows what effect he's having on me. He takes a step towards me, and I take a step back on instinct. He raises a brow at that. He takes another two steps, and I try to run towards the door. I don't know what's on his mind, but I can tell whatever it is, it won't be beneficial for me. He scares me, especially after that night. I don't want to be used again. I don't want to be used anymore by anyone. But before I could tell within a second, he's on me slamming me against the door hard while pinning my both hands above my hand with only his one hand.I struggle to free myself as I can feel him against me. " Don't move, Rosalina." His voice breathy and so deep.He takes a moment as if calming himself down before using a finger of his other hand on my chin to make me look up at him. He makes me look at him using his firm hold on my jaw as he look
Her Pov:" You are not going anywhere, Rosalina."" What do you mean?" I furrow my brows as I look at him for my answer." It simply means that you are staying here. What part do you not understand?" His eyes on his phone as he answers." But it's already late and.."" And what Rosalina?" His eyes rise from his phone as it strikes upon me." And I need to sleep..." As I am freaking tired from all the journey and his psychotic behaviour. " Well, I am not stopping you from sleeping. You can sleep if you want to." " And where will you sleep then?"" This is my room, Rosalina. Where do you think I will sleep?" His voice laced with humour. Wow! He's indeed having fun." I am not sleeping here!" I let him know being determined. No way in hell I would sleep with him in the same room. How did he even think that I would sleep here! " Oh, but you are Rosalina. You are sleeping here!" His eyes on me as he lets me know his decision. " But why in here?? This is a whole freaking mansion ! Why