Chapter Three

It's been four hours fifteen minutes since I was dumped in a room against my will like a bag of pickles. 

My eyes had barely left the digital clock that sat on the table beside the bed and I could not even imagine myself shutting my eyes for a minute.

Rays of sun had started to trickle through the windows before I heard a knock on the door and then the sound of a key unlocking the door.

I stood up with my arms crossed over my chest, expecting to see Luca but was greeted with an unfamiliar female face. 

“Good morning ma'am. My name is Maria, I'm your personal maid and I will be assisting you.

“Mr Alessandro is waiting for you in his study. He requested that you freshen up and be out in twenty minutes,” she said without meeting my eyes.

The woman looked to be in her mid thirties or so. There were so many questions I wanted to ask but I didn't think she was the best person to answer them so I shut my mouth as quickly as I opened it. 

I had opened the bathroom door when I saw that she was following closely behind me. I turned to face her with a questioning look. 

“I'm to assist you with your bath ma'am,” she said, still keeping her head bowed.

“No thank you, I can manage on my own, I said before slamming the door shut.

I couldn't figure out how to run a bath so I took a shower and came out. 

My thoughts were all over the place, what city was I in? How far is the house from the road? How many men in black could be standing outside? Would Luca use the gun if I tried to run?

Maria handed me a fresh set of underwear and a sundress which I changed into before following her downstairs. I checked for possible exits as we walked down the hallway. 

The house was absolutely magnificent with chandeliers at every couple of steps in the hallway. 

Maria knocked three consecutive times before opening the door and gesturing for me to go in.

“Don't keep me waiting,” his voice said, making me shiver. 

It was the dining room. With a brightly lit room, I couldn't help but notice how handsome he was. 

In fact, this man looked like he just stepped out of the front cover of a magazine.

“Sit, help yourself to some breakfast,” he said in between sips of coffee. I couldn't help but scoff at his words.

“I would like to go home. I don't know what this whole thing is but I certainly do not want a part in any of it,” I said, still standing some distance away from him.

In a blink of an eye, he had pinned me to the wall on the side of the room with my hands held securely by his. “When I give an order, you listen, do you understand me, Nazlynn?” 

My lips trembled as I fought back tears that were pooling at the back of my eyes. I mustered as much strength as I could and slammed into his groin with my knee. 

He doubled over and I took that as my cue to flee. 

I burst through the doors, running so fast that my vision was blurred. So fast that I didn't notice the men at the end of the hallway until they held me by my arms and dragged me back to the dining room. 

Luca was seated in his previous position when I was forced on a chair to his right. His brown eyes were void of any emotions but I could tell from his look that he was not impressed with the stunt I had just pulled.

“Nazylnn, do you know how much I paid for you?” He asked, cocking his head to the side like he was talking to a child who wouldn't listen. 

I did know. Two hundred million. That was an insane amount of money, money that I would have never even dreamt of hearing about in my life.

“I am not going to satisfy your sick sexual fantasies, you disgusting pig. I would die before I let you touch me. Put a bullet in my head if you want.” I spat out, masking the fear I was feeling at that moment. 

“Feisty, like the color of your hair. I like it,” he said with amusement, like he had not heard what I said. 

He stood up from his chair before lowering himself above me so we were at eye level.

 “I could have you begging for me while your legs buckle from pleasure in two minutes if I wanted to,”he said in a dangerously deep voice. 

“But that's not why you're here chica bella.” My legs twitched on the seat. 

“I paid for you Nazlynn which means I can do whatever I want with you. In six days, you and I would be getting married then we would move to Italy because that is why I permanently reside.”

“I do not have time for a honeymoon but I believe the mansion in Italy is more than enough for you.” He said it so casually, one would think we were discussing the weather.

“Marry you? What the fuck do you mean marry you?” I asked, making an attempt to stand up but he pushed me back down. 

“It wasn't a bloody request!”

I turned my body so I was facing him completely. “You would have to kill me first, Luca. And if you manage to force me to marry you, you can best believe that I'll try to run off every single day while I make your life a living hell.”

Excitement danced in his eyes. He was enjoying this. “Are you sure about that, Nazlynn? I mean, I wouldn't want anything to happen to Enzo if I were you,” he said shrugging.

My blood ran cold. He couldn't be serious. I stared into his eyes for signs that he was bluff but there was none. 

He picked up his phone and dialed a number, saying something in Italian before ending the call. 

One of the men that dragged me back walked into the room with a tablet in hand and gave it to Luca before walking out. Luca tapped on the screen before turning it to me. 

I would have fallen to the floor if I were standing. I let out an audible gasp in horror.

It was Enzo.