Chapter Six

The door of the plane opened and I slowly walked out. If this was another occasion, I would sniff the air of Italy first and enjoy it before climbing down. However, this was a completely different circumstance, and there was nothing to be happy about in it.

I climbed down the stairs slowly as the anger I was feeling was enough to make steam come out of my ears. I was so pissed that the Don... Damon managed to sedate me and now, here I am... in Italy... as a Mafia King’s slut. I got down the stairs and looked around the airport. I noticed a black Limo parked a short distance away from the plane. I looked back at the plane and I realized that it was a private jet... although I had already assumed that initially.

Damon got down and gripped my hand tightly before pulling me forward as he headed for the black Limo.

“Let me go!” I yelled as I struggled slightly but his strength was too much for me... and I also didn’t want to be sedated again.

“Stop struggling, darling. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to your new life with me.” He claimed with a malicious smirk on his face. I glared disdainfully at him as I felt highly disgusted. I was so angry that tears fell down my eyes. He just ignored me and dragged me into the vehicle.

“Aaah.” I screamed as he pushed me into the Limo. My butt felt the softness of the black leather seat and I paused slightly to observe the inside of the limo. Although I had seen it in pictures and read them in fictional books, actually being inside one, was a whole new feeling entirely.

The beauty of the limousine gave me a new kind of feeling. There was a long seat which almost resembling a long sofa by my left, adjacent where I sat. The long seater extended to the other end of the Limo and curved to form another seat opposite mine. There was also a nice, brown compartment by the right side, and inside it, were glasses of cups and a few bottles of wine. There was also a screen at the top of it all and The cold air of the air conditioner made me shiver a bit.

I snapped out of my daze upon seeing a man in black suit, putting on a pair of dark shades, and carrying a gun, sitting at the far end of the Limo, near the front seat. I gasped and remembered where I was, however, I didn’t falter.

Damon quickly got into the Limo and his aides closed the door. At this point, I was a glaring angrily at him but he ignored me. I decided to turn away and looked out the window. The Limo moved and we left the airport.

I stared out at the nice and peaceful streets of Italy. It was a sight to behold and very nice. Lots of people going about their own business, even a man playing an accordion on the street and singing happily. I would’ve enjoyed this view if it wasn’t for how and why I’m here.

Tears slowly trickled down my eyes as I thought about my life. I started having regrets. If only I wasn’t curious... if only I didn’t let the fictional part of me overcome me... if only I wasn’t spotted.

‘Argh. I can’t believe I made a single mistake and now that has cost me a complete change of my life.’ I thought angrily. I was deep in thought when I felt a hand grab my shoulder.

“Would you like something to drink?” I heard Damon’s voice. That voice... if only I could never hear it again. I was still annoyed that I glared at him.

“Go to hell.” I said and slapped his hand off my shoulder. This must’ve angered him as he pursed his lips and grabbed my shoulder.

“It seems that you’ve forgotten the rules I gave you.” He said angrily and grabbed me by the back of my neck, “When speaking to me, do so with respect.” He said and pushed my neck. I gasped and I felt so powerless. He didn’t bother to offer me anything anymore and I also didn’t talk to him.

I sobbed and sobbed, knowing fully well that what would follow will be a life full of hell. I glanced at Damon and watched as he sipped his wine. I glared at him with killing intent and he seemed to have sensed it. He spared me a glance before looking straight again.

“Didn’t your parents teach you that it’s rude to stare at people?” He queried. The killing intent inside me didn’t make me hold back either.

“Didn’t your mother teach you not to steal ladies from their families?” I returned. He glared at me but maintained his composure and gave a smirk afterwards.

“You sure do have a big mouth.” he said and took another sip from his red wine. I rolled my eyes and faced him.

“Tell me, why me? There are lots of whores on the street that you can easily have, considering how rich and powerful you are, none of them will ever refuse you. Why come to me? I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone about what happened...” I asked as I wanted to know but he just interrupted me.

“My reason for doing things and not doing them is not of your concern.” He barked. His voice was loud and intimidating, making me want to shrink back in fear. I pursed my lips and clenched my fist. He suddenly smiled again and stroked the back of my head.

“Don’t worry darling... I won’t treat you too badly, as long as you cooperate.” He said with a smooth and seducing voice, but that didn’t get to me. I slapped his hand off my head.

“Don’t touch me. Don’t you dare do it.” I ordered. He frowned slightly and left me.

“You don’t seem to know the position you’re in. Don’t worry bitch, I’ll show you.” He said with a strong tone. He didn’t sound friendly but not like I cared. He wanted his way with me but I won’t make him get what he wants without a fight.

After about thirty minutes since we left the airport, we arrived at our destination... or so it seemed, since the Limo slowed downtown a stop. I looked curiously out the window and I saw that we were right in front of a well designed and beautifulgate that was remotely opening. The Limo went in after it opened fully. It went round a large fountain and stopped. I was looking around curiously and wondering where I was.

The door of the Limo opened and I spotted a man wearing a black waistcoat and a pair of black trousers and white gloves open the door and gave a bow. Damon grabbed my wrist and dragged my out. This annoyed me and I struggled for him to let me go.

“I’ll come out myself. You don’t need to...” I complained, but stopped as white I saw next surprised me.

“Welcome to your new home.” Damon said with a smile but there was still a slight coldness in his tone.