While Amelia had watched all that transpired between Danciana and the guards she employed, she waited until they exited the vicinity before she stood up from her hiding place and tiptoed out of the room. She checked the hook and cranny, all she could to make sure that she didn't see anyone before she also stepped out of the building.She looked so rough and unkempt. People detested her because of the way she looked. She was damn hungry and scared to meet anyone. Since she knew not where she was or where she was going, she entered the street instead of walking along the highway. She knocked at a door which she saw a lady enter for a few seconds. The one that came out to attend to her could only speak Italian, while she can only speak English. She had no choice but to leave the person and continue her journey. At a spot, she paused to rest beside a waste bin, since she was weak and hungry. Just a few seconds later, she saw a young man who was drinking from a beverage container. As the m
Lorenzo and his entourage majestically drove into madam Rawn's compound. The guards did welcome them, but they met the absence of both Rawn and her daughter, Danciana. Lorenzo reached out to his father, Lurd Piero via phone call and announced their absence to him. Then Piero directed them where to meet with Madam Rawn. They drove out of their compound and went to the destination as they'd been directed by Peiro. Unknown to them, Bryan had been following up with them since Damon planted him and Tyler to investigate more about Danciana. Bryan followed them until he saw them driving into another apartment in an estate. Since he wanted no one to see him, he hid by the corner to ascertain whether madam Rawn or her daughter was there. To his surprise, the gate was computerized, as they rang the doorbell, in a jiffy, the gate slide opened by itself and Lorenzo and his entourage got in. He later left them there and went back home.“Hi, Mr. Lorenzo, you're welcome to my abode.”Danciana whispe
“Hmm! Thank you, Derby!”Amelia whispered as she dropped the glass cup she had in her hand. Empty plates and remains of fruits could be seen on the table. While Amelia and Derby, we're sitting on chairs at both ends of the table. She was already putting on another dress which was likely to be that of Derby since they were a bit bigger than her.“You're welcome, Amelia. So, where did they take you to? How did they treat you and how did you finally arrive at my place?”Derby asked, trying to smile, but the look on Amelia's face couldn't just permit her to.“I'm not talking about that now. I'm only pleading that you will help me get back to Michigan without telling Damon. I've been in hell since I came to Italy. What I called hell in Damon's place was like paradise to what I experienced in those few days.” She pleaded, poking her nose continuously to stop herself from crying.“How do you think it will be possible? You can stay here until things get resolved. But taking you back to Michig
The dappled sun shone through the trees, creating mysterious shadows, the blue sky was dotted with fluffy white clouds that drifted lazily in the gentle breeze, the blazing midday sun shone relentlessly on the hikers, and the roads shimmered in the heat of the midday sun, and the sunlit skyscrapers pierced the hot, blue sky.The afternoon sun bathed the buildings in its warm light; specks of dust seemed to dance in the shaft of afternoon sunlight that slanted through the café windows.I stood dressed in black leather trousers paired with a crop top, an apron tied around my waist as I carried trays of food to different customers, the Café was a fancy one, designed for both the classy and poor, I served food of different kinds, our best food was the Italian kind as the owner was from Italy, the walls were painted golden giving it an amazing palace flare, the different menu was hanged on different pillars, freshly plucked roses on each table, and a soft blues playing in the background.
“What!” Matt yelled abruptly standing up from the booth his face filled with anger and shock, it was already sunset and the customers were reducing as it was almost closing time, he was still engrossed in his call as he walked out of the café door when Katie approached.“It seems like work has called his attention again,” she said referring to the call.“Yeah probably,” I said with a soft smile as I looked out the window.“Well you should lock up and head home it’s almost seven you don’t want to walk home alone in the streets of Michigan,” She said cleaning her hands on her dress with her handbag hung loosely on her back, she left me all alone in the café with a few customers.I craned my neck again outside the window to see Matt heading back with a grim look on his face, I quickly rushed to him.“What’s wrong?” I asked a tight smile on my lips.“Well...uh... one of my work partners, he is close to me, he was attacked on the road and all the goods we were to take to the airport today
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me not daring to look back in fear of what I might see, I ran, I ran back to the streets following the main road to my house, it was a bad idea following the alleyway, it was even more of a stupid Idea to listen to my irrational side, I ran back hope on reaching my street I slowed down taking in gulps of air, I gasped loudly holding my stomach trying to get as much air as possible into my lungs.I finally turned around to see that no one was chasing or following me, come to think of it I never heard thumps or gunshot when I ran, no one followed me or ran after me, there was no car tires screeching or horns, no blinding lights from car head, they never followed me.But I had always read that the mafia lord would chase her and take her as his, but it was a very different thing in my situation, come to think of it I did the same stupid thing I cursed the female lead in the books always do, I let curiosity get the better of me.For some reason, the fic
I woke up in fright my heart pounding hard in my chest.What was that dream about? I questioned myself as I wiped off the beads of sweat from my face, I was startled deeply by the abrupt bang on my door.“Amelia dear are you okay?” my grandma asked her voice filled with worry.“Yes Grandma I’m okay just a dream,” I said convincing myself and her.“Okay come downstairs quick we have visitors,” she said excitedly and I felt my heart drop into my stomach, I was just being paranoid it might just be the neighbors next door.I quickly put on my bra and brushed my teeth, washing my face I tie my hair into a messy bun, clipping it with a hair clip, I put on my slippers and rush downstairs.“Grandma!?” I called as I rushed downstairs only to stop at the last step fear gripping me; sitting on the couch was the mafia King and his men talking to my grandma.“Oh Amelia come here," she said gesturing with her arms for me to come over.I walked meekly to her side avoiding eye contact with the Mafia
"I have a few rules I would like for you to know before we get to Italy," The Mafia King said in a gruff voice.I still don't acknowledge or look at him, I didn't want to see his face for the only thing I felt was to strangle him, which I knew wouldn't be possible."And the first and most important rule is that you are to look at me when I am talking to you," he says in a cold tone, all I did was scoff in response still staring at the window."Mia!?" He called out in anger."Amelia it is sir, only the ones dear to me get to call Mia so stick with Amelia," I said glaring at him before turning back to 5he window."Do you know who you talking to in such a manner and tone?" He questions his voice rising in anger, I snorted rolling my eyes."Amelia?!!" He shouted and gripped the back of my neck harshly turning it to look at him, once he had me facing him, his hand went to my neck as he choked me."You better behave yourself or I would be sending your corpse to your dear grandma" He seethed