Natasha's POV.I let out an audible sigh, still skeptical about Poison's motives.She looked like she was telling the truth but then again she should. She'd be a terrible assassin if she didn't look like a demure angel that could do no wrong."What are you doing here?" She threw back my question at me, wriggling her eyebrows at me as if she knew a secret I was hiding."None of your business." I snapped."Oh, so top secret then." She made a gesture of zipping up her lips."Lips are sealed." She said after." I guess you are not retired like you claimed." She tilted head watching me with curiousity in her eyes."I said it's none of your business.*I emphasized, glaring directly at her.She didn't need to know what I was doing here. Hell, she didn't even need to be here."Fine but I could help you out if you want, you know that, Yes?"She pressed.Always so helpful and Always ready to Sting."I don't need your help. Plus you should get going. Your boyfriend must be looking for you ever
Natasha's POV "Get me out of here!"I yelled out, trying to free myself from the Andrew cross I seemed to be strapped to."Anyone there? Show your fucking self!" I yelled again, rattling the cross against my tightly strapped hands. But silence was the only answer I received.Where the hell was I and how the fuck did I get here? I questioned, trying my best to get out of my situation but failing.In reality it should be easy for me to get out of this but I was not just strapped, I was chained to the cross with both my legs and hands restricted by both strap and chain.Still in deep thought, trying to figure out my escape plan, I heard the door creak Open and a few moments later, footsteps walking towards me.I couldn't see anything because I was blindfolded but I could hear the footsteps and smell the perfume or lack of it on the individuals."You are awake." One of the voices spoke. It was an unrecognizable voice. One I have never heard before which made me a little antsy. It wo
Natasha's POV PRESENT MOMENT Pain seared through my face and neck as something as the back of a hand hit me accross the face.I didn't so much as flinch because that was how I was trained back in Russia. Plus the his were mere child's play compared to what I had gone through back in my home country.It had been a total of four and half hours since I'd been in the dark room and during that time, I had beent transferred into a chair and chained up and also questioned and continuously hut everytime I refused to answer.I wondered silently if Lorenzo was currently looking for me.He must be worried that I had just disappeared out of nowhere.What the fuck is wrong with you Natasha?You should be worried about your damn self not Lorenzo! I scolded myself,irritated that my first thought was Lorenzo instead of myself and how I was going to manage to escape. But I couldn't help it. He had told me he wabted to talk after the party and I was curious"Are you ready to talk?" The unfamiliar
Lorenzo's POV "It's just the stock market is crazy this time of the year." I said to an associate of mine.I was barely interested in the conversation because my eyes kept searching for Natasha. She had told me she was going to the bathroom but that was a good fifteen minutes ago.I should have followed her. Maybe I shouldn't have told her that her make up looked funny. Women hated things like that and usually took it personally but I had thought maybe coming from me she wouldn't mind."Indeed, there's this new…"The man seated to my left continued to speak but I had already zoned out of the conversation. My eyes were still fixed on the bathroom door waiting for Natasha to emerge.How the fuck long did it take for someone to put on lipgloss or lipstick or lip balm? Or whatever it was called these days.I could never tell which one was which."Excuse me gentlemen." I said to the table I was seated at and stood up.All eyes veered up at me but I ignored them. I was my concerned with N
Lorenzo’s POV I woke up to the sound of someone banging loudly on my door.“Who the fuck is that?” I groaned, massaging my temple as I reluctantly pulled myself up from my bed.For fuck sake! What time was it? I thought, looking and feeling around for my phone on my bed. I finally found it close the headboard at my far left. I stretched my hands to pick it up. I put it on and it was 4pm. Shit! Just how much was I forced to drink last night? I groaned. How did I manage to sleep for sixteen hours straight?Dropping my phone back on my bed, I stood up, plucked my robe from one of my love chairs, put it on and dragged my feet to the door.It was probably Natasha coming to clean.That’s right. I hadn’t seen her since the award night and bit did I miss the shit out of her.I was going to grab her and kiss the soul out of her when I opened the door and probably finish what we started thirty six hours ago.I had been too busy keeping the peace between two mafia dons after the awa
Olivia’s POV.My hands shook as I dialed Luca’s number. I had not spoken to him for months and for reasons I couldn’t process, I was nervous too.I placed the burner phone against my ears and waited for Luca to pick up.“Luca…” I whispered into the phone as soon as he picked up.“Kitten. Are you okay?” He asked, his smooth voice pouring through the phone and into me.Kitten? He hadn’t called me that in years. I loved the sound of it.“Yes, I’m fine but Natasha might be in trouble.”“What happened?” He asked.I heard rustling through the phone as if he had just sat up properly to listen to me.“I haven’t seen her in almost two days.” I explained, my heart beating faster than normal. I thought I’d be over it by now but it seemed not.“What happened? Where was the last place you saw her?” I told Luca everything that happened from our leads and findings to when Natasha had left for her date with Lorenzo.“I see. Don’t worry then. I’ll fix this.” Luca said in that reassuring voice he empl
Lorenzo’s Pov“Take her down!” I barked at Vincent.“And why the fuck is she blindfolded?” “I didn’t think you’d want to you know…”“Take off the blindfold then, I’m wearing my mask aren’t I?”Vincent nodded and walked towards the cell where she was locked up.I was a good ten feet away unable to look at her. It felt like my heart was being ripped from my chest seeing her like that.“Done boss.” Vincent said and I walked up to the Cell.She was on handcuffs now and sitting facing me behind bars while I stood outside..She looked up at me, a blank expression on her face.“Who the hell are you?” she asked, scanning my masked face.“Who do you think I am?” I asked, watching her.She was quiet for several moments. I could literally see her head doing some calculations.“Hell?” she asked, tilting her head to the side, a superior glint appearing in her eyes.“Nice mask. I’d have gone for one a little more Hellish instead of one so clowny but I guess not everyone can have taste.” She quipp
Lorenzo’s POV“You are back.” Natasha’s voice echoed as I came to stand in front of her with only the bars separating the both of us and the rope currently trying her to the chair.Her voice sounded rough and dry but her eyes still had a little mischievous light in them like she wasn’t bothered about her present predicament. Just who the fuck was she and who was she working for?I had always wondered where all her courage and feistiness came from and now It was clear. She really wasn’t like other women and I should have known that most ordinary women weren’t just able to get out off handcuffs so easily.“You look tired.” I said, my voice. Sounding like batman’s. That was the one thing I loved about my Hell masks. It came with a voice tuber that could change the sound of my voice.She didn’t respond to my statement just stared at me with an air of superiority.It irked me that I didn’t know what she was thinking and it irked me more knowing that she was spying on me all this while