(Anastasia's Point of View)I should have known there were repercussions for every action, but I am to blame for this. I experienced the worst kind of cruelty in life. I was just a victim, but nobody cared that I had no other options, and neither were they listening.I knelt there in front of the Mezzelsalmas like some common criminal, hands bound behind my back and head bowed, covered in the blood of the man I would just kill.I was being evaluated, and my fate was being decided. All of them, minus Enzo, were present.He would come to my rescue like he always did, right?"Lift your head," came the order I could not ignore, and I slowly lifted my head.They looked at me as though I were the world's most difficult puzzle, one that they were desperately attempting to crack. I studied each person's face in turn.Galileo watched me with one leg crossed over the other and a smirk on his lips and an odious gleam in his eyes. Giovanni also flaunted the same luminesce in his eyes that scream
(ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW)I did not notice when I became numb from crying, or when I stopped crying whenever the whip passed across my back, or when my body finally gave out and I collapsed on the floor, with little puddles of blood forming around me.As I lay on the floor, every sound that came to my ears was distant and fading, and the world around me blurred, but then I felt it, the feeling of warm and gentle hands lifting me off the floor after untying my hands and holding me to his chest, and with the last inhale of his addictive cologne, I finally gave in the darkness.*~*The next time I opened my eyes, I was met with unfamiliarity. I blinked at the sheets since my face was pressed against the mattress. I tried to turn but was met with pain that made me wish I was dead, but I managed to sit on my ass and scan my surroundings with my lazy gaze. I was surrounded by the painted grey walls of a cozy bedroom with a large bed in the center. On my right were shelves with books an
[Anastasia’s Point of View]When I opened my eyes, my vision was blurry, and there was a constant ache in the back of my neck. I groaned, and when my vision returned, I took a moment to scan my surroundings. It was a dark, empty room with little light; it had an old door and no window. The room had concrete and plaster walls, a tall ceiling above my head, and a foul vomit odor permeated the room. The ceiling had several surface cracks from aging and decay. Where was this?I tried to get up, but I could not because my legs were tied to the chair I was sitting on and my wrists were bound behind me.I almost let out an exasperated groan until my gaze was drawn to Enzo, who was equally tied to a chair with both hands and legs. His head was lowered, indicating that he was still unconscious. “Enzo," I called, hoping he would wake up, but I got no response. "Enz-" I began again but was cut off when the door slammed open with a loud cracking sound, revealing a man in a suit walking in with
(Anastasia's Point of View)I do not know why, but I screamed, loudly, and Enzo stared at me as if I had an extra head growing on my shoulder. The intended humor in his expression was ruined by my increasing scream.He drew nearer and nearer until he was standing in front of me holding the bloody dagger. My heartbeats accelerated and became more painfully painful as he held it in front of my face, while my screams got louder and louder till I could feel my throat hurting.My death was imminent. I was going to die!The words were repeated a dozen times in my head, and when he drew nearer, I squinted my eyes shut and braced myself for the slide of the knife on my throat. However, it never came, and instead, I felt the restraints around my body loosen."Get up, sweetheart, we do not have all day."When my eyes reopened, Enzo had moved back and was picking up the discarded gun. I gulped as he checked the bullets before flashing his eyes over me, causing me to flinch and bolt to my feet.
[ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW]I had no idea where we were, but I pulled over to the side of the road, jumped out of the driver's seat, and opened the door to the passenger's seat, where Enzo was still conscious...fortunately. As soon as I sat down next to him, I undo his shirt's buttons, revealing the messy stabbed wound on the side of his stomach. I stifled a violent shudder at the gruesome sight of it, “This is going to hurt.” I muttered as I reached for the first-aid kit.“Get on with it, doll. This is nothing," he declared, and I assumed he was joking. However, his face evinced no signs of pain as I started to clean the parched and fresh blood off the wound, and his expression remained blank as I continued to clean it with alcohol. I was almost tempted to press hard on the wound in the hopes that he would feel more human, but he was still a human, despite how good he was at masking the pain and giving the world an air of nonchalance.I helped him take off his bloody shirt before st
[ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW]For the first time, it was relieving to return to the mansion. I would rather spend the rest of my life here than go through that ordeal again. It caused me to see a side of Enzo I would rather never see again.Speaking of Enzo, I have no idea what the doctor gave him, but he has been knocked out for two days since we arrived at the mansion.The doctor claimed that it helped him heal properly because having another meltdown would have prevented the wound from healing faster, but as I once more observed his unconscious face slowly regaining its color after being so pale before, I could not help but worry. Lastly, his wound was healing more quickly.I peered at his face, I was tempted to touch it, and I didn't realize my hand was reaching out until the pad of my finger was creating a path on his rough and dry lips. How could one person be both insane and perfect at the same time? The longer I stared and wondered, the faster my heart warmed up. I found the s
(ENZO'S POINT OF VIEW)(FLASHBACK)Enzo, 14 years old, entered the kitchen to find his mother over the stove. He came to a halt, his gaze fixed on her back. He studied her with his head tilted. Even if she was hiding so well, he could see how her hands trembled now and then as she stirred whatever she was cooking in the pot, and how she held back a hiss whenever the heat got too hot on the bruises on her hand."Mother." He called, and the woman turned so quickly that she nearly flipped her pot of food.When she realized it was just him, she giggled apprehensively. "Enzo, how long have you been standing there? You scared me. Please do not do that again; I am getting old."She was not old; she was only in her late 30s. However, looking at her, one might mistakenly believe she was in her 50s. Even someone in their fifties appeared much better. Enzo could not recall the last time she had taken care of herself without worrying about his well-being or catering to her so-called husband.Enzo
[ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW]A few days passed, and I could say that things had returned to normal, and by normal, I mean staying in Enzo's room and taking my online classes while being watched by two of the guards. It was not like I was going to try anything. I wasn't escaping anytime soon, so they didn't have to watch me like that, and lastly, avoiding the Mezzasalma like they were the plague of the earth. They terrified me with their craziness.However, just as I thought things were looking up, Enzo entered the room with an empty bag. I looked at him, puzzled, as he approached and placed the bag beside my feet on the bed. "Pack your things, doll, we are going to the beach."I didn't move instantly. Why were we going to the beach, was this a code for something, was he on a mission like the last two times he took me out, and if not, why the freaking hell were we going to the beach? I can't swim. "I am not a swimmer," I mumbled, looking up at him with a pout."I know. Pack up; we ar
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(KHIONE'S POINT OF VIEW)I locked my gaze on the pregnancy kit, which returned my gaze with two bold red lines.I was pregnant.I sighed and dropped my hands to my lap, making no attempt to rise from the toilet seat."Khione, Khione, Khione. "How can you let yourself get pregnant again?"The guilt of losing my first pregnancy was still swollen on my chest, and it had no intention of leaving anytime soon. and now, another baby was on its way."Khione, are you okay in there?"Giovanni's voice came from the other side of the bathroom door. When I finally stood up with the pregnancy test, my legs wobbled. I felt drained when I shouldn't be.I stepped out of the bathroom and into my bedroom, where Giovanni waited with a worried expression."Are you okay?" He inquired before his gaze was drawn to the pregnancy kit in my hand. His pupils dilated as they met mine. "You're preg-""I am afraid of having another child, Giovanni." I interrupted him before he could continue. "Wha
(ENZO'S POINT OF VIEW)I tried to stop myself from pacing, but I couldn't, not when Anastasia's loud screams were coming from behind the door in front of me. She was calling for me; giving birth to our child, but I couldn't go in; I wasn't allowed to, and she had to bear all that pain alone.I despised the feeling of being useless and helpless.I was about to become a father. The thought both excited and terrified me. I knew nothing about being a Father.It had always been drugs, guns, and trying not to go insane. I never imagined bringing a child into my chaotic world, but this child was on its way. Would I make a good father?Damnit!"Did you know that the longest English word contains 189,819 letters?"I turned my head, glaring at Kai, who was leaning against the wall. He shrugged. "I was trying to cheer you up, but that'd be a badass word, isn't it? Fortunately, I dropped out of school." He chuckled."Be quiet." I snapped."You worry too much. It is not flattering on you. It tarn
(ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW)"We are here, Ma."The sound of the driver's voice made me turn my head and look out the window.We were in front of a dilapidated apartment building in a busy and active neighborhood. I cocked my head to the side as I observed kids running around and laughing heartily. There were a few men carrying objects and three tattooed men smoking outside the corner.I noticed two neighborhood stores right next to the building. I averted my eyes as I fixed them on the tall, old building. Would I really find my parents here?Max had better not mislead me. I told the driver to "wait here" before getting out of the car without thinking, and fastened the buttons on my coat to cover my growing stomach.Yes, I was four months pregnant, and despite my concerns, Enzo had been exhilarated about having a child.I felt like everyone was looking at me the moment I stepped out of the car, but I chose to ignore them as I heaved a sigh and entered the building.I
(KHIONE'S POINT OF VIEW)A few days passed, and I'd avoided Giovanni like he was some plague and struck Charlie's side like glue; he even wanted me gone, but Giovanni seemed to have taken it as a hint that I'd chosen Charlie over him and decided to leave on his own.I remembered the tears in his eyes as he told me to be happy, and I wished I'd stopped him when he walked out of my home, but I was a coward. Even Charlie scolded me for it, but I was scared.I was afraid of giving in again. What if everything went wrong again? What if something happened to separate us again? I couldn't help but feel insecure. I sighed for the nth time that day, glancing at the door again and again, hoping Giovanni would appear with the smile that melted my heart and the smirk that created a pool of wetness between my legs, but I knew it was wishful thinking. I knew that no matter how many times I looked at the door, he would never appear; after all, it had been two weeks since he had given up and walked
(KHIONE'S POINT OF VIEW)When I walked out of the school and into the parking lot, I was surprised to see Charlie and Giovanni talking with their backs to me.I paused, my mind telling me to turn and walk away before they noticed my presence, but another part of me told me to get closer, especially when I heard them say my name.I did not move any closer when their words became clear, and fortunately, they had not noticed me yet."Don’t you think you have been a nuisance lately? If I were Khione, I would have gotten rid of you." Charlie spoke.Giovanni scoffed. "Since you're not Khione, that's not your call, and I'm going to be around for as long as she wants me to be.""But she is not interested in you. Isn’t that self-evident? She is already in love with me, and your presence only adds to her pain from the past she wishes to forget. I believe Khione is being overly nice and is unable to say no when she clearly wants to." Charlie stuffed his hands into his pants pocket.I averted my
(ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW)I stared as the smirk on Godfather Gattani's face deliberately subsided and gushing from his mouth was blood gradually, he lowered to his knees before falling to the ground with his blood coupling around him.I jerked up my head, meeting the malignant eyes of Enzo as he clenched his gun so tightly I could see the veins on his wrist and forehead."Enzo," I called softly, snapping him out of it.He let the gun plunge from his hand and rushed over to me, cupping my face and for the first time, I was able to graze terror in his eyes and expression. "I wasn't fast enough, I'm so sorry, doll." His voice lurched.At that moment, I shirked I was punctured on the shoulder as the pain somehow seemed to cease. I cracked a full smile. "I'm fine, It's not that deep.""Fuck." He exhaled, seating his forehead on mine and I took the opportunity to inhale his alleviating scent. It was intoxicating. "My own death does not frighten me but yours? That's my greatest and deepest
[ANASTASIA’S POINT OF VIEW]The most effective way to control a man is to make him believe that he was using you.Rue kidnapped me, knocked me out, and now I was tied to a pillar. She got me because I let her. She grinned at me as she stood in front of me, and I gave her the same vaporous look in return.“I can't wait to peel off your skin.” She winked at me, and I rolled my eyes. Her gaze fell to her watch. "Godfather Gattani will arrive in a few minutes; as soon as I receive the go-ahead, I will begin with that face of yours."I tsked, tilting my head and scanning her from head to toe before looking her in the eyes. "How does it feel to be a pawn, knowing you will eventually lose everything? I heard he asked you to get rid of Miranda; what makes you think you will not be next on his list when this is all over?" She reached out and grabbed my hair firmly, bringing her face closer to mine, her eyes red with rage. "You know nothing, so why don't you shut up before I kill you sooner th
(KHIONE'S POINT OF VIEW)I thought Giovanni had gotten the hint and was gone for good, but I was dead wrong, and I wish I had been prepared when the idiot showed up at my place of work.Being invited to the principal's office, I thought I'd done something wrong, only to find Giovanni there. I paused, and my eyes turned into a glare."What are you doing here?" I exploded. Giovanni flashed me a grin. "Judging by your expression, I believe you know this man." The principal wore an unimpressed expression. "He insisted on not leaving till he saw you, and that has been like an hour ago; please get him out.""Yes, sir." I turned to Giovanni, grabbed his wrist, and yanked him to his feet. "Let's go."We left the office, and I didn't stop dragging him by the wrist till I found an empty classroom and shoved him in, shutting the door behind me before turning to him with a sharper glare. "What the fuck were you thinking? I could lose my bloody job!""I'm sorry, but I needed to see you." He respo