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KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA FIFTY FOUR | Open Your Eyes
[ZARINA]“No!” I yell, “No no no no no no no, it’s all wrong, all wrong.”For the past two hours, I’ve been trying to cook something decent and edible for myself. Something uncomplicated, something that shouldn’t be this challenging. But all my attempts confirm to be in vain. It took me ten minutes just to make sure the stove was working.This is all so new for me.Not the cooking quite so but this kitchen. Everything is modern and stylish; half of the things, the utensils, the food. I don’t even know what to do with them, how to use them, how to cook.Back at the orphanage, things were simple. We had limited kitchen wares and a fixed portion of food for each mouth. So, imagine my surprise and powerlessness when I tried to figure out this place. It’s even more complicated than those stubborn math problems. I don’t know what to do, or where to start.I should have paid a close eye to Vladimir when he cooked us breakfast and dinner the previous day. Should have woken up early, instead o
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA FIFTY FIVE | Glorious
[VLADIMIR]I wake up in a room I do not recognize as mine. Panic surges through my bones like a bolt of electricity. But the moment my head snaps to the right side, my heart calms down and a small smile tickles the corner of my lips.Zarina is sound asleep next to me and I don’t think there can be a more captivating sight than that. For the first time in a long time my heart is at ease, contentment thrives and I feel light as a feather, a new-fangled kind of feeling that cannot be explained via words. It’s warm and light and unnervingly easy-going. It makes me want to wrap her up in my arms and kiss her until we both are panting and wheezing and struggling for the next breath.Despite being drunk like hell; it does not take long for me to recall the events of the previous night. Bringing the same blinding rage and irritation right up my chest.Fuck!I don’t think I can deal with this shit right now, not when Zarina is finally accepting me. If what happened last night was any proof, th
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA FIFTY SIX | Chin Up, Darling
[ZARINA]Something happened, not sure what, but something did.A few minutes ago, we were having this intense make-out that literally set every inch of me on fire. I have never felt like this before, as if my heart would burst with this raw and passionate feeling loading it up, as if the knots in my stomach would explode like confetti. I can hardly wrap my head around what I did out there. Did I really confess to liking what happened last night? Why on earth did I do that? He must think I’m some crazed woman who is pining for the man who kidnapped her. Is this what they call Stockholm syndrome? Am I sick?A small part of me isn’t certain if what happened in the kitchen was something that should have taken place. I kissed Xavier, for the love of God. What would he think of me if he came to know about Vladimir and me? What if Vladimir learned of the kiss Xavier and I had? These confused feelings are not helping me right now.Despite this being a situation that I really should be worried
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA FIFTY SEVEN | Count On Me
[VLADIMIR]The elevator ride is six minutes long, yet these six minutes feel awfully lengthy. I can’t help this feeling of unrest pooling in the pit of my stomach. Deliberately, I’ve been vague with Zarina about the place, purpose and person we are here to meet.In my defence, it is better this way. The questions she might have after this meeting will be easier to respond to. Clearer and less exhausting. Above and beyond, I don’t want her to have any prenotion, my feelings about this person should not matter. She should be the only person to decide her fate this time. Life has been dreadfully unfair to her in the past, and the least I can do is to provide her with the freedom to make her own choices. Even though I know how things might end up from here on, I know in my heart that it’s the right thing to do.From the corner of my eye, I watch her tapping her feet impatiently against the elevator floor. I can only imagine what’s going on in that pretty head of hers. She is nervous, and
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA FIFTY EIGHT | Not Alone
[VLADIMIR]It’s been two days and Zarina hasn’t left her room; she barely even leaves her bed. She refuses to talk, eat, drink, or do anything at all, except for lying on the bed and staring blankly into nothing. I cannot help but worry about her, don’t know what to do or say or how to help her get through this tough time.Perhaps it’s all my fault. I should never have agreed, should not have given in to Isabella’s demand. Before the meeting, Zarina was happy, or at least, better than she is now. Instead of leading her blindly into the room, I should have warned her, given her a hint or something. Then again, if I had done so, she would have come up with millions of questions. And God knows, I’m trying to wrap my head around this mess myself. She is not alone in this turmoil of confusion. I’m with her. We should have seen this coming, though. The similarities were bang on. I just wonder how they hid the truth for so long, and how much more is there to it we still aren’t able to figure
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA FIFTY NINE | Family Sticks Together
[DIEGO]“She was right there,” I let out an aggravated exhale, sinking more and more into the couch. “And mother just let her go.” I still cannot believe it. After everything that dickhead Perazzo has made our family go through, my mother still allowed her to go with him. How could she even trust him? I cannot, for fuck’s sake, I never will.“It’s not easy for her either,” I hear Dom say, and I detest the point that he is right. He is fucking always right. “The least we can do is not question her decision. She knows what she is doing,” he shrugs calmly and I hear my chest grumble with another annoyed sigh.It’s been two days since the meeting and there is still no word from Vladimir Perazzo. Not to be rude, but I fucking knew this would happen. If the world was on the brink of an explosion and he was the last person to save us, I still wouldn’t trust him. I’ll take my chances and will still shoot him in the head, just like I do in every single dream of mine.“So, you saw her,” Dom inq
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA SIXTY | A Promise, A Chance
[ZARINA]Do you know they built Venice on more than a hundred small islands? Well, I didn’t.And do you know my life sucks? Yeah, me too.It’s been hours since we took off in the middle of nowhere. Literally. The yacht has been motionless, just floating, for the last few hours. Around us, there is nothing but an endless ocean and a sky so wide above that it’s almost daunting. Maybe, according to the map of the world, this place has a name, a relevance, but for someone like me, this is exactly what I’ll call nowhere.And nowhere is fucking awesome!After Vladimir left the room, leaving me with a new-fangled stab of guilt for knowing how oblivious he is to the truth himself, I only gave myself five minutes to recover before heading back up. Previously, I used to think it was of no concern to me if Vladimir ever learnt of his genuine relationship with Hazel, but now I’m afraid I do. I do care, and I should care as I know the truth and he doesn’t. Besides, if my personal experience has ta
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA SIXTY ONE | Pandora's Box
[ZARINA]We were halfway through dinner when Vladimir received a call. No matter how many times his cell rang the entire day, he pretty much avoided them every single time. But this while, when he brought the phone up and saw the name on the screen, with no second thoughts, he whipped himself up and stormed over to the other end of the yacht. Joey and I shared a worried glance before he gave me a nod and followed him. Something twisted in my stomach every time I heard him shout. I didn’t know what was wrong. But he did. And he did not look Ok with it.In less than ten minutes, we were heading back to the pier. Once we reached, Vladimir opened the door of the car and tucked me inside. It wasn’t the same car we arrived in, and it took me a bit of a surprise when Vector wasn’t the one driving.Once Vladimir slipped inside and sat next to me, I couldn’t suppress the swelling curiosity anymore. “What is it?” I asked, and watched him rubbing his temple. “You can tell me, you know?” I want h
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