Natalia’s POV:
“You… you can’t do that!” I spat as my mind raced wildly.
The man’s index finger curled around the trigger. “You underestimate me, piccolina.” His deep voice was cold and void of any emotion.
My blood ran cold as I broke out in cold sweat. I was glued to a spot.
Torn between wanting to agree and disagree. Just moments ago I could almost taste my freedom and dreams. I worked my butt off for years to be awarded a fully funded scholarship. Everyone else was going off to college in a few weeks. I couldn't possibly follow a stranger across the continent to get married.
War raged inside me at his threat. I can’t let this man ruin everything for me. I won’t back down. I have to call the cops.
As if dad heard my thoughts. “Na… Natalia…” Dad breathed as tears rolled down his cheeks.“Plea… please do as he says. Don Carlo’s going to kill me if you don't.”
Don Carlo?
My heart squeezed painfully at his plea. He might have been an asshole to me all my life but he was still my father and my family.
I exhaled sharply. “Fine. I will come with you.”
Don Carlo dropped his gun at my words. “I’ve changed my mind. Go get dressed, we leave for Italy now.”
“What? No! You can’t do that. You just sprung this whole bullshit on me, at least give me time to come to terms with it!” I tried to reason with him.
He took several steps until he was standing toe to toe with me and my blood ran cold. Yes, he was handsome but one look at him and you could tell he was dangerous. “You only have an hour, piccolina.”
His tone left no room for argument as his cold eyes bored into me, daring me to try something stupid. But I won't, he was armed and I certainly didn't feel like dying today.
“Fine,” I muttered and stormed back into my room.
I almost jumped out of my skin when Ava tapped me. I'd nearly forgotten about her. “Why did you leave the closet?” I hissed.
“I got scared, Natty. Are you okay? Did dad hit you again?” She looked frightened.
My heart sank as I pulled her in for a hug. If I go with those men to Italy, what happens to Ava? Dad can't look after her, hell, he can't even look after himself, he got us into this mess in the first place.
Do I need to go with them? Isn't there a way out?
An idea lights up in my head. I will not be going with them.
I pulled away from her embrace. “Ava, do you trust me?”
She nodded.
“Good. Just stick close to me, okay?”
“Okay.”
Satisfied, I pulled out my phone and quickly dialed my best friend’s number—she was the one who had helped me secure a place in Michigan where I'd be schooling. It was her cousin’s apartment.
On the third ring…
“About damn time,” Tanya hissed as soon as the call connected. “I’ve been texting you, my cousin is here at school waiting for you.”
“I won’t make it,” I said urgently. “I don't have much time but I need you to tell your cousin that I’ll head to the bus stop from here instead of meeting her at school.”
“What?! Why—”
“There’s no time, Tanya!” I snapped. “Dad got into trouble with some really bad guys and now they are here for me. Apparently, I'm supposed to marry the man’s son.”
“Oh shit. Calm down, you're freaking out. I’ll inform her right away,” She reassured. “Please, be safe, Natalia.”
I exhaled deeply to calm my nerves but it didn't help. “I will, thank you. I’m sorry about the sudden change of plans.”
“It’s fine, you deserve so much better and this is the only way I could help. Please call me when you arrive. I love you.”
“Love you.”
She hung up. And I grabbed the bag I’d packed earlier. I listened for any movement that could be coming from the living room and when it was all clear. I picked up our bags and led Ava down to our basement.
No one knew about the hidden window in the basement because I made it. When I was younger, I had thought of running away but never really had the guts to do so.
I held Ava’s hands tightly. “You have to be quiet, okay?”
She nodded, eyes wide with fear.
Quickly, I threw our bags out of the window and I lowered Ava next. At the top, I threw my legs over and held on with both hands so I could jump the rest of the way down and join Ava.
Except fingers wrapped around my legs, startling me. They didn’t let go. My heart dropped to my stomach like a lead and it felt like I was about to shit myself from fear.
We’ve been caught!
I kicked—hard. But it did no good. The hands only tightened.
“You think you're so smart.”
No, no, no. This couldn’t be happening. How had Carlo found me here? It was impossible.
Oh no! Why can’t I hear Ava’s voice?!
I panicked and my hands slipped, forcing me to let go of the window. I fell into a hard, male chest, arms folding like steel bands around me.
“Get your hands off me!” I thrashed against his hold. “Where’s my sister!” Using all my strength, I bucked against him. “Get off!”
Suddenly, he let go and I landed hard on my knees and hands. I jumped to my feet, eyes searching for Ava.
Carlo grabbed my arm as if sensing my thoughts, “My men have the little girl.”
I gasped. “You–”
“I don’t harm little children,” he said stiffly.
I felt my body sag in relief
“… but my men have no problem doing that.”
My jaw dropped as my heart skipped a beat. “You’re an animal!”
“I’ve been called worse, bella,” he smirked as he pulled my arm, dragging me along to the front of the house.
When we got to the front, dad was already out there, two guards holding him back, roughly. His cheeks were stained with tears, his red-rimmed eyes stared ahead.
I followed his line of sight and–
No, no, no!
“Ava!”
Natalia’s POV:It’s all my fault… I caused this… Why didn’t I follow them? Instead, I thought I could outsmart them and I was wrong. So terribly wrong. Tears blurred my vision as every fight I had in me melted away. I turned to Carlo, the devil in human form. “I’ll come with you,” I said in a soft plea. “I’ll do anything! Please.”My eyes turned back to where Ava stood in front of the black van, tears streaming down her cheeks as her brown gaze locked with mine. A man stood behind her, his left hand closed her mouth, muffling her screams while his right held a dagger against her neck. How could they do that to a child?! I yanked my arm from his hold and dropped to my knees, clasping my hands in front of me. “Please, don’t do this… please!”His gray-blue eyes studied me, they were expressionless and I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. With each second that passed, my anxiety heightened. Carlo made eye contact with the man holding Ava and he let her go. Like lightning, Ava dashe
Carlo’s POV:Death had a smell.Tears, blood, sweat, and fear…I glanced back at the traitor—Marco’s limp body being chained to a chair. In my world, disloyalty and lies were deadly sins. The only way to punish traitors for such an unforgivable sin was death. “Wake the stronzo up,” I growled. “Sure thing, Capo,” Enzo, my cousin and right-hand man answered as he moved to Marco, striking him hard across the face and he jerked awake. Marco’s left eye was ballooned shut, his lip split, and his cheek already bruising. Marco had been working for me for over ten years, yet he betrayed me. The fucker knew how much I hated traitors and yet.“You know what happens to men like you, don't you?” I asked, my voice hard and cold. “Don Carlo, please…please don’t do this. I’m sorry. I was desperate, he had my family,” he cried as snot dripped down his broken nose. If he was desperate, he could have come to me for help. But no, the fucker took the easier way out. He stole from me and sold informa
Natalia’s POV:I shouldn’t have opened the envelope…My knees buckled, and I collapsed onto the floor, the envelope crinkled under my grip as my hands trembled. Suddenly, the room felt too little and it felt like my lungs could no longer function as I struggled to breathe. This can’t be true—A rattling sound behind the door had me scrambling to my feet as I wiped my eyes. Quickly, I hid the envelope and its contents in my duffel bag, stuffing the rest of my things back inside my bag. I couldn't let anyone find me in this state.The door swung open, and I expected it to be Carlo. But at the door stood an elderly lady and a young woman who held a tray of food and juice.I frowned. “Who are you?”“Ciao, bella. How are you?” The older lady asked, ignoring my question. “Let’s get you freshened up and changed into something—”“Who are you?” I asked again. The older lady’s eyes softened as she sighed. She gestured to the younger lady. “This is Vittoria, she will serve you. She’s your maid—
CHAPTER SIXCarlo’s POVStunned. That was my first reaction.A throbbing pain shot through my skull, and I could feel the warm trickle of blood mixing with wine, running down my face.For a moment, everything froze. I took in the woman in front of me, the one who'd dared to hit me, her face had gone pale and her eyes wide with horror. I blinked as my vision swam.My men—brutal, ruthless men—stood like statues. Equally stunned speechless. Eyes wide, jaws slacked. In seconds, shock morphed into blinding fury, it boiled inside me, I could suffocate from it. She had just disrespected me , in front of my men.Drew blood from my head and made me look weak.Almost in the same breath, Enzo—my right hand man—moved first. His face twisted with rage as he lunged for her, grabbing her arms as he pressed the barrel of his hand gun against her temple. Natalia let out a sharp gasp. “Enzo, don't!” Caterina yelled. I wiped the blood from my face. “Easy, Enzo,” I said calmly despite the rage brew
Natalia's POV: His face was awfully familiar—sharp jawline, strong cheekbones, that same dark, silky hair. So similar, yet, different. He was much younger—around my age. There was concern in his golden green eyes, not cruelty like a certain someone’s bluish-grey ones. He began walking with me in his arms, my own arms wrapped securely around his neck. “I’m Luca,” He said. “I’m sorry about my father, he can be an asshole sometimes.”Father…? Then it clicked, the resemblance… “You’re Carlo’s son!” My throat felt tight.His eyes widened slightly, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. “Okay, no one calls father, ‘Carlo’ well, except great-aunt. Yes, I’m his son.”I shoved against his chest. “Put me down!” “Hey, hey, it’s okay,” his voice was a gentle whisper. “I’m not going to hurt you.”I doubt that. “Let me go!” I said through my clattering teeth. “I can walk.”Instead, his arms tightened around me. “I can’t, you were literally catatonic when I found you. I don’t think you’re okay.”I
Natalia’s POV:My heart thumped rapidly against my chest, each beat echoing in my ears as I shoved a hoodie into my duffel bag. Sweat beaded on my forehead with each fast movement I made. I needed to escape. It was now or never. BANG!!My heart skipped a beat as a shiver ran down my spine at the sound of the living room door being slammed. I knew what the sound was, it was HIM again. No doubt already drunk even though the day was just starting. Quickly, I pushed my little sister, Ava, into the closet. “Don’t come out until I come to get you, okay?” She nodded, her big brown eyes glistened with tears as the fear on her face mirrored mine. I placed a kiss on her forehead. “I won't let him hurt you. I promise.” Liar, you can't even protect yourself. The voice in my head mocked and I squashed it, shutting the closet door, and headed for the living room as my heart raced with a familiar dread. He wasn't supposed to be home, he was usually off at some bar drinking until evening. So