Seven.7.I woke up to be greeted by the bright light rays coming through the window. It's already morning. I yawned lightly, using my hands to cover my mouth. Wait! Did someone untie me? I looked down at my legs but was surprised to see that I had a nightie on me. I slept naked and bound to the pillars of the bed. Did someone dress me up or Massimo did? No Massimo can't, I disagreed. After all, he was the one who left me naked. Maybe his maids put the dress on me.The door clicked open and Massimo stepped in with a tray in his hand. The cocky smirk he had on his face scattered all my thoughts. His scents filled my nose and I remembered last night, a bitter feeling rose inside me. He looked handsome this morning, he looked so innocent like he did nothing last night. "Good morning princess. How was ya night?" He asked, smiling sweetly. For the few times that I've seen him, this was his first sincere smile, not a smirk. "Morning to you too. My night was horrible and I'm
Eight.8.My mind flashed back to my mom and Bryan. I wondered how they were coping. I just hope Jeremy doesn't hurt them. I wondered if they'd eaten. Three days since his last visit, Massimo hasn't come into my room. No food and I'm starving already. I stood up from the bed, still in the nightie with my yet-to-heal swollen eyes. I walked around the room looking for a means of escape. I wondered if the nightie I had belonged to one of Massimo's girlfriends or one of the girls he had held captives before me. The thought got to me. Has Massimo abducted and assaulted girls the way he did to me? Well, I wouldn't know unless I ask him. Still looking for a way out, a way of escape, I moved towards the window. Maybe I could climb down with a rope or something and find my way out. I looked down the window and whoa! No way! Jumping is a suicide attempt. The window is way too far from the ground floor. "How many stories does this building have? Fuck!" I asked myself, surpr
Nine.9.Throughout my lifetime, I have never dreamt of coming to a place like this. L. A is one of the best places anyone could go for a vacation. But everything here looks expensive and smells of wealth. I guess it's not for paupers like me. But Fred brought me here to celebrate our dating anniversary and also my birthday. It was a surprise because I'll never allow him to spend this much on me. I love Fred and I know for sure he loves me too.For the few days we've spent here, we've been shopping all through, going to expensive restaurants and boutiques. Fred was spending too much and I was not comfortable with it. I was concerned. "Babe, aren't you spending too much? How did you get this much?" I asked out of curiosity and fear that he might have stolen it but he only smiled, reassuring me it was his.Fred is not a rich guy, he works as a delivery guy for some company so I wondered where and how he got the money. 'Maybe he loaned it?' I thought, 'Or he stole it.' my subcon
Ten.10.I couldn't help it as tears ran down my cheeks uncontrollably. Laurie's abduction was killing me. I imagined what she would be going through. "Oh! My Laurie." I just pray she doesn't act tough with the big guys.Bryan and I haven't eaten anything good since Laurie was taken. But Kira brought some fine food we had for dinner last night and breakfast for Bryan this morning. Kira has been so helpful The night Laurie was taken, I knew that things were bound to change. I knew right that it was Laurie's defensive act that got her kidnapped. Now I don't know where they might have taken her to. Same as Jeremy, he hadn't come back since I asked him out. I am left with Bryan whom I can't cater for because I have no legs. Laurie is a jewel. " How am I supposed to cope?" I cried bitterly.Crying was the only thing I could think of and do right now. I know it won't bring back my daughter but I can't stop doing it.I cried for so long that my tear gland refused to secrete m
Eleven.11.My mind hasn't been at rest since the day I met Laurie at the resto that night. She was all I saw and thought of any time I closed my eyes. When I first looked at her, I felt a sensation run through me and since then I've always craved her. I'm Massimo Cantour, a devil in love. I don't do love. I don't take women seriously. I just do a one night with some fucking bitches and that's that. I never repeat a woman twice but in Laurie's case, I'm tempted to try. She's tempting. She's tempting and I feel something drawing me to her anytime I'm close to her, like a magnetic force. I feel tempted to always touch her but I'm not going to just give into her like that.It was her defensive and stubborn nature that got me attracted to her. Her pleasant smell attracted me. Laurie isn't my kind of woman, not close to the kind of girl I've dated in the past before my broken heart or the women I've fucked for pleasure. I went after Laurie at first because I had thought she was som
Twelve.12.The evening was just unexpectedly hot or maybe I was just feeling hot. I got up to take a quick bath to feel cool but ended up staying for almost thirty minutes in the bathtub. I stepped out naked with the thought of laying on the bed clothless. I stepped out of the bathroom to a great shock, to meet Massimo Cantour on my bed, sitting there as handsome as Lucifer with his sea blue eyes staring back at me from head to my breasts, to my pussy, and back to my head in a repeated manner.I felt embarrassed and quickly covered my area with my hands. His eyes lingered on me and I felt like running back to the bathroom. But that won't help because I had no towels and that was when it occurred to me that there hadn't been any towels in the bathroom. I saw Massimo was having no trouble taking in my naked view, it was not like he hadn't seen it before. I was still in thoughts and wishes of the earth opening and me sinking in when his usual deep voice pierced through my train
Thirteen.13.I woke up to see Massimo kneeling beside my bed with a towel in his hands. It's obvious that he just cleaned me up.I sat up with a start. I withdrew from him, using the sheets to cover my naked body. He stood up with a straight face, not his unusual smiles and smirks. Just an expressionless face. I've never seen him in this mood before. He sat slowly on the edge of the bed as if fearing to come closer to me. His gleaming, now dull blue eyes pierced into mine without uttering any word. We stared at each other before he finally spoke. "Are you okay?" He asked, looking at me intently as if reading all my emotions.I kept a plain expression too, building up my confidence. But I still felt sober, I felt used, I felt pained. I felt like crying. "You're fucking asking me that? I should ask you that instead Massimo. Are you even okay?" I sober in a broken voice and he looked away. " Yes, I am Laurie." He said proudly in a calm voice I never knew he possessed. This w
Fourteen.14.Massimo didn't come back even but I woke up to his letter on the side of my bed. He was apologizing for going out too early. I hugged the letter closely to my chest like my heart. I've fallen for Massimo and what he was doing to me, I don't understand. I always miss his absence.I arranged my hair, putting on the nightie I'd been wearing since I was brought to Massimo's house.I went straight down the stairs to the dining room, the only place I knew. The diner was unusually empty, only a basketful of fruit was on it. I sat on the chair ready to munch an apple when I heard a rattling sound from a place supposed to be the kitchen. I stood up with the apple in my hands, I was hungry I'd never leave it.I headed straight to the kitchen and was mesmerized by the decorations therein. The same woman who stared at me with pity in her eyes a few weeks ago was standing before the kitchen counter, slicing some veggies definitely for dinner. Can't wait!I haven't eaten a proper
Twenty- seven. 27. He stepped in with the aura of audaciousness surrounding him. The stench of audacity and power seeped in as he entered. His guards entered with him. I stood up slowly from my forever seated position to meet his devilish gaze that pierced through me, through my bone marrow, piercing through to my heart. For the first time, his stares made me uncomfortable. I swallowed nothing. I lowered my haze to the floor. Now I know he is my superior. He made a signal to the guards and before I knew it, they hired me to a chair, binding my hands from behind. I shivered and shrieked, whimpering softly like a child. Massimo came to sit in front of me like we were going to have an interrogation. "We are going to have a little tete-a-tete, without wasting too much time, " he said and I gulped. "Who are you? " he asked. "I'm Laurie. Laurie Norman. You know me, Massimo, " I answered and a stinging slap landed on my right cheek, making the receptiv
Twenty- six. 26.Jorge. I knew relaying the past to Massimo would break him. I know his greatest fear is failing Grandpa. Hm! I will make sure he breaks and fails. Massimo thinks he is wise. He thinks I am foolish to let him lead, he thinks I will let go of the horrible things he has done to me but No. Now is the best time to take back revenge. To take back all that I have ever wanted. I will pay back Massimo for every pain he has caused me. I walked down to the dungeon where Laurie was kept. She looked sullen, tearful, and forsaken. "Ahh! Jorge, it's good that you are here. Jorge, please help me out, " she pleaded immediately when she saw me. I smirked. This is what it feels like to have someone at your mercy. This is what it feels like to be superior. "I am not here to help you, Laurie. I am here to let you know that Massimo has always despised you long before now, " I said. I expected some angry reactions from her but she showed nothing. She only plead
Twenty- five. 25.I boiled in anger, cursing every fucking minute. Laurie's a bitch, I have always known. She went too far, she went past the limit this time. She pushed too far. She snooping on my private issues, and I won't tolerate it. She got what she deserved and I would not take it easy on her. I have given her more than enough time and chances for her to understand who I am but as dumb as she is, she still couldn't catch up. What I did to her earlier is just an intro to what I have prepared for her. When I found out she rummaged through my things, I began to doubt her identity. My greatest fear began to resurface. "What if she's truly Lily?" I pondered. It was because of the striking resemblance between Laurie and Lily that made me go after Laurie. At times, I realized that Laurie was not Lily or so she made me believe. The act she displayed made me wonder if Laurie was a disguise. It could be that Laurie is Lily. What if she's lying? What if her
Twenty- four. 24.I opened my eyes weakly, trying to adjust them to the fluorescent lights. I looked up to see Massimo standing with a pail of water in his hands. "Welcome back, " he greeted, giving a lop-sided grin. "Massimo, " I called but was replied with a slap. "It's master to you whore, " he hit me again and this time, I bled uncontrollably from the nose. "Who do you think you are, Laurie? " he questioned. "Is it because I fucked your oversized pussy, you think you've gotten rights? Or because I made you feel special, you think you're wanted? Listen to me Laurie, you are just a plaything and nothing more. I can kill you no, Laurie, and not bat an eyelash. I stared at him unbelievably as he said those words to me. They hurt, they hit differently. I stared at the man my heart was beginning to beat for, the man I was slowly falling in love with. I watched him call me names. Just when I thought he was beginning to consider me and that I was starting t
Twenty- three. I didn't sleep over in Jorge's room. I returned to mine because I wanted Massimo to find me. I know he will find me. I was up and ready for him, a lot of questions to ask and he also needed to let me go. I racked my brain, trying to comprehend the mystery behind Massimo's nature. Who he truly is. He can be many more dangerous things than just being a mafia. The sparse revelation about him still terrifies me. I was restless apprehensive and alert. I moved to and fro through the four corners of the room. I want him to come. Now, I was concerned and confused. I wasn't sure if I wanted him to come because I needed answers or if I wanted him to come because I wanted to touch him, I wanted to feel him. A gut feeling rose in my stomach. I waited for over an hour but he didn't show up. I brought out Lily's picture, staring at it as tears filled my eyes. I wept. I cried for being used. I felt used and wasted. All my stay and feelings for Massimo were lies and waste.
Twenty- Two. 22."He has always been in love with her right from time. She was the first and only woman he ever had. She was all he ever thought of. Her name is Lily." He narrated and I could tell how deep their love was and somehow I felt jealous. The way he described her made me think she was just and the only perfect girl for him. "I'll tell you about her and why she left." He said. "He loved her with everything that he owned. She betrayed him. She stole some important documents from him to his rivals. She works for them as an undercover spy, she runs away afterward. He was heartbroken and devastated and since then became the heartless man that he is now. Once he saw her but couldn't get to her because she escaped. Those documents were very important and crucial. He vowed to find her because he was pained, he vowed to make her pay, make her suffer for what she caused him. " He paused and stared at me with a raised brow, "Have you asked yourself why he came after you? "Becau
Twenty- One. 21.Still in Massimo's room, lying on the floor weakly as different thoughts flooded through my mind. Dangerous thoughts to even consider. I glanced through the room and I noticed a closed door painted in white. Curiosity was driving me insane. I was curious to know what was behind the closed doors and locked drawers. Something meaningful, something that can help me to know Massimo better might just be in there. Despite me being in pain, I stood up and moved towards the white door. I tried to unlock the door and expectedly, it was locked. He always leaves reasons for doubt. I opened the drawers of his wardrobe gradually, the first was filled with his jewelry, mostly gold and diamonds. The second drawer was filled with pictures of a particular girl. She's pretty with round eyes. Why does he have her pictures this much in his drawer? Maybe she is his sister. But she looks nothing or less like him. No other pictures, just hers. I stared at the picture closely and notic
Twenty. 20.The few times I've seen Jorge and Laurie together, drove me insane. It made me mad. How dare he? I admired Laurie's courage but she went past the limit by disrespecting me. I wouldn't lie, I knew I'd hurt Laurie and broke her. It seems like she was trying to sell me her trust but I was too blind to notice. But all the same, I wasn't going to loose my respect because of some stupid fucking love I was still trying to understand, not for some fucking woman. I was going insane, seeing Jorge with Laurie in his arms everyday, I couldn't bear it and so I poured out the fury on my guards. The hunger and urge to pounce on Jorge pumped through my veins like sedative. I would have done that, I would have disintegrated his head from his body but I respect Grandpa Cantor enough and wouldn't stir up chaos. That's what I am made of. Chaos! Jorge took the incident to his advantage. I know for sure that Jorge wants revenge and he wouldn't stop until he gets it but I am Massimo and
Nineteen.19.These few days with Jorge went smoothly, not as hectic and disastrous as it used to be with Massimo. I barely saw him as I was always hooked up with Jorge in his room, enjoying his time. Though the few times I've seen him, he looks mad and livid with anger but he doesn't come close or talk to me. Jorge is fun and interesting. He's cool and receptive and warm as well but then I prefer the monstrous Massimo. His chaotic personality, violent nature, his confusing smirks and smiles. I love the chaos and violence he possesses. Maybe gentle guys like Jorge aren't my pick. The cold afternoon found me in Jorge's arms embracing his warmth. We sat watching the still blue waters of the pool when Massimo's presence disrupted the view. We both turned to face him, questioning his presence with our eyes. I felt a gut feeling rising inside of me at the sight of him. A sensation of anger and excitement flooded through my veins. I was happy seeing him for the first time in ten