Chapter 4

(Emily's POV)

My eyes are sore from crying and I can't stop my tears from streaming down my face. I can't believe that I really signed the marriage contract. This is a nightmare, getting mixed up in the DiFronzo family. I'm scared that he wants me to do something I'm not prepared for. What else do they need from me? I already treated the injured man, that's the only task they asked for, right? But why they won't let me go?

I jerk off the bed when the door opens. I prepare myself in case someone devil would enter my room but actually, I can't fight back since they have their guns, and that scared me the most.

"Easy Miss..." I felt relieved when it was just an old lady who entered the room.

"W-Who are you?" I asked, I felt relaxed to know that I am not the only woman in this house.

"I'm the head maid in this house. My name is Leila. I brought you some supplies, including a toothbrush and some new clothes." she said as she laid the necessities on the bed. I look at the things, they were all new.

I sigh, seeing that makes me wonder, am I really going to live here? With that demon mafia? This is a real nightmare!

I raise my head to Leila but her gaze landed on my wrists. She sighs and takes out the first aid kit from the drawer.

"It's okay, I'm a nurse. I can manage, Leila." I gave her a genuine smile. She stares at me for a second before slowly nodding her head. "Can I ask, if you wouldn't mind, Leila?

"What is it, Emily?" she asked without looking at me.

"H-How long are you working here?" she stops in my question and looks at me. I am just curious if we are on the same page, being kidnapped by that devil mafia in this mansion full of armed people surrounding us.

"I've been in this family since Dimitri was just 5 years of age." My shoulders dropped in dismay, thinking that Leila and I are not in the same situation. "People were scared of DiFronzo's family because they have the power to kill anyone who disobeys and betrays them. Actually, the DiFronzo family is not that bad from my point of view. They help my children to finish college and even help to release my son in a prison who was accused of murder and was sentenced to death. I think you already met my son, the one who brings you here."

A mafia family? Not that bad? Dimitri almost killed me then she says, they are not bad? I don't know how to react to Leila's statement. My head and body are still in pain

"Dimitri is not that bad, dear." I look up at Leila. "There might be circumstances that you push him to his limit, that's why his action is different from the real-life Dimitri," she said.

I push his limit? Did I push his limit? When did I ever do that? I barely talk back to hi--

However...

The other night, in the narrow street, I saw him kill that man. Is it because I lied to him that I did see him that night? He is scared that I might tattle to the police and that would cause disaster in his life.

"A piece of advice, my dear." I look at Leila when she continues. "Obey Dimitri so that he won't hurt you, okay?" she sincerely said before walking out of the room.

After she left, tears starts streaming down my cheeks. Obey him? Is there no chance to escape from his hands? Of all people, why did this happen to me? Why me? I wipe my tears as I harshly brush my palm to my face.

After calming myself down a bit, I noticed n another door near the windows. I walked slowly over there and opened it. It was an elegant bathroom with a shower, vanity mirror and basin, and a bathtub. Well, that's not so bad. I decided to treat my wrist. After washing my hand and my face, I walk back to the bedside and take the first aid kit.

I was startled when the door opened again. I thought Leila came back but felt disappointed to see someone that I don't want to see for the rest of my life. I felt my whole body tremble in fear when he strode towards me with his cold gaze.

"Calm down, I'm just here to give your dinner." I didn't say anything. I couldn't... He looked at my hands. My blood has faintly visible on my wrist. He then gazes back at me. "I can send Leila to bandage your wrists," he said calmly.

"No, I'm fine, I can handle it." I quickly said and then took out a bandage from the kit and started rolling it over the bad area of my wrist. I was bandaging wounds I caused myself. He just stood there and watched. It made me a bit nervous.

After that, I checked my face on the mirror vanity table beside the bed. I only saw a bit of purple but it hurt when I touched it. He did really hit me hard. I found some gel in the first aid kit that can cool down your wounds. I put some on the purple spot and then looked at Dimitri. He was still watching me.

I'm trying to control my tears to fall. I'm scared of this man, I'm scared that anytime he will kill me, I'm scared that he would hurt my brother, I'm scared that I tie a knot with him, with this monster. I loathe the man who was standing in front of me.

"Emily!" I was snapped out of my thoughts. I raised my head and look at this monster staring at me with his drawn eyebrows. He looks pissed and annoyed. What isn't this time? Did I push his limit again without my knowing?

"S-sorry I was just..." I don't know what has gotten to me but I halted myself from talking. Do I really have to tell him what my thought is?

He took a step closer. "You were just what?"

I hesitated to respond to him but I know he will gonna punch me again if I won't open my mouth. I can feel it.

"What were you thinking?" he asked again when it took me a few seconds not to respond.

"N-nothing" I answered and walked past him. Before I reached the door, I felt him grab my arm harshly. I groaned in pain as I look at him in fear.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked with his narrowed eyes.

"T-To the b-bathroom..." I answered nervously.

"Did I give you permission to leave?"

I felt tears building up in my eyes. This is torture.

"N-No...." I quietly said. He then pull me towards him and pushed me against the wall. I can smell his mint scent breath as our faces are an inch apart.

"P-Please..." I pleaded as my tears streamed down from my swollen eyes. I have this urge to ask him to kill me instead, but I'm always out of words when he starts to hurt me.

"You know... I didn't take you as a trouble maker but now I see that it kinda follows you." A soft whimper escapes from my mouth as he put his thumb against my wounded cheek and pressed it slowly. I tried to hold in my scream. He then moved his hands up to my eye, where my tears fell spontaneously and wiped away my tears.

"N-No... P-Please..." I beg as I tightly closed my eyes, frighten to hurt me again.

His irritation flared and he held my throat that tightly, before I could prepare myself in a split second, he punched my stomach twice, while still holding me up. I gasped from the pain that it caused and softly whimper as I touch the part of my stomach where he just had punched. His grip got tightly on my throat and then his face moved in closer to mine.

"What were you thinking?" he asked again. I didn't know if I should be honest with him. My stomach hurts and my throat hurts like hell, everything fucking hurts.

"T-That... that you w-would h-hurt me again..." I stutter as I finally give him the answer that he wanted to hear.

He remain silent and then let go of me as I fell to the ground helplessly. Does he really need to punch me just to know what am I thinking? Do I really have to be honest to him every single time? This is bullshit!!

"If I ask, you have to answer Emily. That's all I need, we don't end up hurting if you answer my question. Is that difficult? No, right?" I nodded multiple times.

He grab my neck and closes the distance between our forehead as he placed his forehead to mine causing me to wince when I felt his warm skin. I can feel his heartbeat thumping normally, I bet he can hear my heart pounding furiously.

"Eat your dinner." he finally said and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

I slumped into the floor as I leaned forward, placed my head in my hands, and silently sobbed. Huge body-shaking sobs racked on my body while letting out a low whimper while covered my mouth to create a noise. I should or else he will come back and hurt me again.

I needed to be more careful around him. This was too dangerous to play games. After a couple of minutes of calming myself down, I finally got up and went over to the big windows and tried to open them. It was nearly impossible. I looked down and figure out that I was on the third floor. Beneath the window was a garden, filled with trees and a few flowers. Guards are scattered everywhere with their loaded guns.

Escape was out of the question for now...

I heard a knock on the door and Leila came in with a tray.

"I will wait until you finish your dinner, Emily," she said kindly. But her face frowned when I didn't move and get near to the food on the bedside table "Aren't going to eat?" she asked me with confusion plastered on her face.

"I'm sorry but I'm not hungry Leila..." I said and step back a little causing her to sigh and show her worried face to me.

"Please, Emily. You need to eat. The King won't like it if you are hard-headed. Remember, just obey him and you won't get hurt." she said begging.

King? Did she just call Dimitri, a King?

"He can't hurt me anymore than he already has," I stated and put my hands on my stomach. It still hurt like a bitch.

"That might be true." I heard a voice behind Leila. I looked at the door. It was the guy who trespass at my home and the one who kidnapped me from that street. He had been listening to our conversation. "You think that he can't hurt you anymore?" he chuckled "You might be right, he won't hurt you but think about your love ones."

My heart sank. My brother... He got nothing to do with this!

"Don't you dare touch them!" I yelled at his face causing him to smirk devilishly.

"Behave, and we won't." then he walked out with Leila. I looked at the food tray. The pasta was for dinner. I was hungry but I didn't want to be under his control.

Dimitri DiFronzo... The most well-known devil mafia king in Italy. How did I entangle my life in this mafia world? Why Emily?

My stomach growls echoed inside the massive and spacious room. The food in front of me smells so good. I tasted the pasta and ended up eating the whole thing. I need to regain my strength in able for me to survive this hell. I must come up with a plan but for now, I need to obey Dimitri for me to live.

I noticed a remote on the table, it looks like a remote control for a TV, yet, I didn't see a TV anywhere. What's this for? I grab the remote and pressed the red button. I was startled when a painting across from the bed turned around. I was stunned to see a TV behind it.

I pressed the remote and switch every channel, looking for a piece of news. Hoping to see my face on a missing person report or something. But disappointment hit me, there is none. No one knew I was kidnapped.

I turned off the TV with dismay and throws the remote control on the bed in frustration. I wanted to scream in anger but I halted myself to do so. They might enter my room and point again their guns, threatening to kill me. Why wouldn't they do it then?

Will I be stuck here for the rest of my life? I want to go home. I should do something or else I won't be able to see my brother again.