Book 2- (5) His Name

MILA POV:

Darkness surrounded me.

I didn’t know where I was, only that I was in darkness, a short black robe wrapped tightly around my body.

“Cara Mia, Cara Mia.” His voice echoed in the darkness. “Finally, I’m going to have you all to myself. Mi manchi, Cara Mia.” His voice was deep and low with a strong, sexy thick Italian accent.

I could feel eyes watching me from in the darkness all around me. I knew he was watching me; I could feel his gaze piercing my skin. I wanted to see him. I needed to see him, just to make sure that it was him. I had to be sure.

“Say my name Cara Mia, Per Favore.” His voice begged out of the darkness, it sounded like him. The way my body shivered at his every word was also a sign that it was him. But I had to be sure.

“Where are you?” I called out to him—my voice trembled in the darkness.

“Di ll mio nome(say my name)” He begged again.

“No!” I yelled, “Not until I see that it’s really you.”

His chuckle echoed as he stepped out of the darkness. My breath caug