LOGINGrace's pov
I saw on the bed hugging my knee to my chest as I rocked myself.
I almost cost my family their lives. I almost got them killed.
Fresh tears flowed down my face.
I shouldn't have walked to the hospital that night. I should have helped the man. I shouldn't have even gone to work that night.
Now I am stuck here because of some freaking file I knew nothing about.
Is someone using my life to joke with me?
My life wasn't Rosy to begin with, so why is this adding to my problem?
I stayed like that, rocking myself while staring into space.
He spared my family this time but what if he won't next time?
What if he actually goes in there and harms them himself? I can't afford that. I can't allow him to touch them but what was I going to do?
I didn't have the file nor do I know where it was.
The sound of the door opening caught my attention, and I turned to the intruder.
The wounded man from that night came in, and immediately I wiped my tears and lay my legs on the bed.
I still didn't know his name.
He walked to the window and opened it, causing me to close my eyes at the amount of sunlight that entered the room.
I opened them slowly and saw him standing over me.
“Who do you work for?” He asked.
“Work for?” I was confused.
“Who asked you for the document?”
“I have told you I didn't take it. No one hired me and I work for no one. How else should I make you understand,” I threw my hands in frustration.
He was quiet for a while, just observing me and I put up a convincing face. I think it worked because the next word that came out of his mouth was less threatening.
“Come out for lunch,” he said, and started walking out the door.
Why is he inviting me to lunch when he almost harmed my family not long ago? Acting all nice and generous now.
“What is your name?” I asked after him.
He stopped and looked at me over his shoulder. “Silvano Morelli,”
Silvano Morelli
I tasted the name in my mouth as he slammed the door.
It sounded silky and classy
I would just call him vano
My stomach rumbled, reminding me that I had nothing to eat since morning and I jumped from the bed to catch up with him.
When I got to the dining table, they were all seated and I stood looking at them, not knowing what to do.
“We are going to finish all the food. Come and sit down,” the calm man from earlier said.
As if he wasn't just intimidating just now. I rolled my eyes inwardly but walked slowly to the table and took the furthest seat from them.
The second guy chuckled lowly, eating his food.
“Luca, stop scaring the girl,” the quiet one among them said.
“I didn't do anything.”
“Allow her to eat,” he said, and turned to me. “Serve anything you want from the table,” I nodded and offered a small smile.
If he weren't with these guys, I might have considered being his friend.
“Giovanni, tell me, have you found any CCTV camera leading that route?” Silvano asked the calm one.
“There isn't. And the ones that seemed to capture that route were deleted. The person was smart to delete them,”
Vano nodded, taking a bite from his fork.
“I have my suspicion but I am not sure yet,” he turned to the quiet one among them, the one whose name I haven't figured out yet.
“Antonio, find out those I shot that night and where the person is,”
“Yes sir,” Antonio said before continuing his food.
Was he talking about the men brought in that night?
“They were twenty in number. Some died while some received treatment.” I said and all their eyes settled on me.
As if I never said anything. I started dishing out my food.
“Do you have their names?” I heard Luca ask and I shook my head.
“I am a nurse, I only provide care to patients. I don't keep patient names in my head,”
“I didn't—,” Luca started but Giovanni cut him off.
“Can you get us their names?” He asked.
“I am in your house without my phone,” I dropped my plate on the table and looked at Silvano, “And I am not on duty until tomorrow night,”
“There has to be a way you can get their names.”
“I can but only on one condition,” I said and looked at all of them, seeing that I had their attention. “You let me go and you don't hurt my family,”
“That is not possible. You stole-,” Luca started saying but yet again he was cut short by Silvano.
“Accepted. Only if you get me their names,”
“I need to go to the hospital to get their names,” I said.
“Luca, Antonio, you will go with her to get their names tomorrow morning.”
“I can go alone,” I insisted.
“They will go with you,” he said, leaving no room for objection.
I ate my lunch quietly while they discussed. After eating, I went back to the room I was kept in.
This was so boring.
By now, I would have been on the third episode of The Office. Even though I have watched it before, Sophie still made sure to make me watch it with her again.
Just this night. Tomorrow, I will be home. With Mum, Noah, and Sophie.
I can't wait to get out of this place and be back home.
I lay down on my side and closed my eyes with only one thing in mind.
Just tonight I will be back to my life.
AT SILVANO'S MAIN HOUSE Grace's Pov I felt the ground moving underneath me before it stopped then I felt myself being carried. My back met a soft surface and a familiar scent engulfed me. It was sweet musky, it smelled so familiar but also so distant. I couldn't place the smell but I loved it. I heard movements before hearing the door get shut behind me. I think the people inside the room had gone out. But then I heard someone move. My side of the bed dipped low beside me as someone sat beside me. “I am sorry. I am so sorry,” I heard a female's voice. Elisa.How? What is she doing here? Is she always here? I opened my eyes and closed them back immediately; the rays of light entered my eyes. Why in fv¢k’s name is it so bright?I opened it again, but this time more slowly. I blinked as I took in my surroundings. This wasn't the cold room I was in. This room is different. I sat up in panic, looking at the room.“Grace?” Elisa called me, careful as if she was surprised I was t
Silvano's Pov “Italy,” Valentina confirmed by dropping pictures in front of me. I took the pictures and went through them. He was almost hard to miss. He was in an all-through outfit with a black face cap. He had a black face mask, which made his face more hideous, and he avoided the CCTV cameras. “He isn't going by his initial name. He was claiming to be Don Sam with a fake face.” She dropped another picture and I looked at it. He knew what he was doing. It was like he planned everything beforehand.“Tell Harper we are on our way. The plane is ready. The medical team is putting grace on it. After that, we are good to go.” I told her and she stood looking at me. “What?” I asked, raising one of my eyebrows at her.“You didn't tell me we were going back today. Do Giovanni, Antonio, and Luca know?” She asked. “Yes they do and I think going back to where she is familiar would be the best for her recovery,” “But you just asked me to look for the flight —” she stopped and took a brea
Silvano's Pov I sat beside Grace's bed, watching her sleep. She hasn't woken up yet, and in a way, I was glad. I was scared of seeing her as I saw her when she woke up. I took her hand in my hand and brought it to my lips. I kissed it and brought her hand to my eyes. I stayed like that for some minutes before my phone went off and I immediately answered to prevent the call from disturbing her. I don't even know if she could hear but I didn't want to risk it. I put her hand gently back beside her and left the room quietly. I have sent Luca back to take care of some things for me which left only me to be with Grace. “Yes,” I said to the phone, sitting on the chair outside the room. “We found the car. It stopped right in front of the airport. The car has been towed but I am working on it to get it back.” Valentina said from the other side.“Tell me the destinations of the flights since the car arrived there,” I said, feeling a headache begin to form. Poland, Italy, the United Sta
Silvano's Pov My fist, which had a metal brace on it, slammed into his face and ripped his mouth, making his head more sideways at the impact, saliva and blood flying out.I did it multiple times until I stopped.I pulled his hair back, lifting his face to look at me. His face was pretty messed up now. An eye was swollen, almost as if it couldn't see while the other one was red. His face was bruised and swollen. It was a horrible sight. “Where is he and what is his name?” I asked the question I have been asking him which he refused to answer. “I told you already. I don't know,” he said, saliva dropping from his mouth as he spoke. I picked up a mirror and brought it to his face. “Look” I yanked his head for him to look at the mirror. “See how beautiful I made your face. Isn't it beautiful? But that is not all. I can make it more beautiful. I just need to throw extra punches and that is all,”“Please. Please, don't. I will tell you what I know,” he begged. “Okay. Speak,” I removed
Grace's PovI heard distant voices like they were talking far away from me but yet close. The voices were not familiar but at the same time familiar.Then, after some time, there was silence.Then a single voice. It was very faint. Familiar. I could barely even hear but some words were a little audible. Sorry. Miss. LoveThen I heard nothing again. It was like the voices in my head were dead. I tried to move but I felt a weight on my hand. I wanted to move the weight away but I couldn't. My hand was bound by a rope. I tried to move my legs but it was the same thing.“Who is there? Help!” I yelled, my mouth moving but no sound was coming from my mouth. I screamed again, but my voice bounced back against the wall in the room.“Please help me!” I shouted despite it. The door flung open and a tall man entered, the only light entering the room blocking his face from my view.He stood in front of the door after shutting it, looking at me tensely.“Help me please,” I pleaded but still n
Silvano's Pov “Silvano,” Luca's voice pierced through the room and my head snapped to the door. “She is responding,” he said, breathless like he had run all the way to where I was to tell me. Thank goodness. I sighed in relief as joy exploded in my chest and I smiled faintly before remembering Ivanov was about to call the name. I turned to him but saw his eyes were trained on Luca at the door. Should I wait to hear the name or go to Grace? I thought as I stared at Ivanov.It was hard to choose because I wanted the bastard's name so badly, I could already feel the rush of breaking the bastard's bones but I also wanted to be there for Grace. I wanted to be the first face she sees when she wakes up and opens her eyes, so I can tell her I have got her. That she was safe. I stood there staring at the man, not knowing what to do. “Silvano,” I heard Luca call me from the door. Antonio stepped closer to me and touched my shoulder, bringing me out of my thoughts.“You should go to her







