(Emily's POV)It was cold when I woke up. That's weird, I'm sure I closed the window last night. I tried opening my eyes and see no one on my side.My panic settled in when I moved my left hand, but it was handcuffed to the headboard of the bed."Dimitri?" I called out. "Dimitri?!!"I struggled as much as I could but the handcuff was only hurting my wrist. I hauled myself up to a sitting position. "Hello?! Dimitri!?"What did I do this time? Why is he doing this again?I heard footsteps coming into the bedroom. The curtain moved and Dimitri came in wearing a suit. Is he going somewhere?"What is this Dimitri?!" I scowl at him but he didn't respond. "Dimitri! Take this handcuff off!""I'm going somewhere and I can't bring you there. I am not sure if you behave while I'm gone for a day.""For Godsake! I am on an Island God knows where this fucking Island is located, do you think I would swim the fucking sea to reach the city?""I was just making sure, Emily.""No, take this off... Take
(Emily's POV)As I am relieving, Dimitri's handsome face flashed in my mind. Where is he going wearing a suit on this isolated island? Or is he going back to the city? Is he planning to put me in prison here in this nowhere place?Damn that jerk!There is no way I can elude from this den, but was hoping there is a way out. After releasing the thing beneath me, I clean up myself and wash my hand and face. Staring at the mirror, hanging on the wooden wall, I can see myself again with a pale and distressed face. I'm really losing weight.I exhale deeply while running my fingers through my hair. "When can I go home?" I whispered to myself.Am I really stuck here forever? Did I really tie a knot with that treacherous jerk? How is Steve now? Goddamn, this life of mine.I feel like my life is over from the day Dimitri abducted me. But there is a question that keeps me confused. Why did he let me live? Is it really because I beg my life to him? Was that really the real reason? What if he
(Dimitri's POV)"I'm sorry for this abrupt meeting, Mr. DiFronzo. It won't happen again."I just nodded and stood up and reached Mr. Rinaldi's hand for a formal handshake. I exit the restaurant building I owned here in Rome in which Mr. Rinaldi is my business partner in this area. He plans to build another building in the US but I still hesitated since I can't ensure to look over the business outside of France. He kept pursuing this project for a year, maybe I will reconsider this year.He suddenly reschedule our meeting one week before because of his personal matter. I can not complain about his decision since he is the most trusted businessman I have known. He never complains about my work ethic and neither does I to him. I believe that we did click with each other when it comes to this kind of business. Even though I am a leader of the largest Mob in Italy, the Cosa Nostra, I am still a business owner in a business world in which I owned and operated restaurants, casinos, nightclub
(Emily's POV)I felt my whole body in pain, especially my neck. I couldn't fully open my eyes. I couldn't move my hands, they were tied behind my back, with something hard as metal, I think it's a handcuff. My head felt heavy, I could not hear any sounds from my surroundings.I slowly began to regain consciousness and slowly opened my eyes. The room was empty and it seems like a basement. I spotted a stable steel chair and table. There is no window inside. And a door on my right side which I think is the way out of here.The room was frigid like someone had not been in here for ages. I could stink of blood, but I guess that might have been my blood since blood was running down my face, my hands behind me might have been bleeding as well because they were tightly handcuffed.This place is similar to Dimitri's basement where he always held his punching human bag. I started regaining my memories. On the island, gun fires, and forest. Did Dimitri hurt me again? Because I attempted to escap
(Emily's POV)Dimitri stared at Mr. Sloviski behind me. Until his eyes landed on me. I can't see any emotions in his eyes. I can't distinguish if he is angry or what. He remains calm while loading a bullet in his pistol at the same time scanning my head to foot with his emotionless blue eyes.Can't he see my situation here? This jerk was pointing a gun at my freaking head! You handsome idiot!!"How dare you lay a finger on her." he finally spoke. I can sense danger between his phrases."S-SHE KILLED MY BROTHER! SHE DESERVES TO BE BURIED TOO!!""I did.""What?""I am the one who killed him. It's because he touches my precious thing without my consent. You always know how I hate when someone touches my things without asking my permission."I can feel Mr. Sloviski's hand on my neck tremble, I don't know if it's because he's infuriated or frightened. "Y-YOU!!!!""You even scraped her beautiful face and your hands were on her pretty neck. Do you think I am happy about that?""SHE DESERVES
(Emily's POV)"I... M-My body hurts." I blurted out.A countenance of devilish delight escapes from him. "That's why you need to eat your meals properly, to regain your strength back." he slowly got off from pinning me on the bed. "O-Oh." I gulp multiple times. He's going to hurt me then next is the pleasure... or he will be asked for his 'thank you' before the punishment?He's a crazy bastard!"You look like a fresh tomato when you blush." he teased then striding towards the door."You jerk." I silently whispered. He was always getting on my nerves, but I shouldn't provoke him for now.I just noticed now that we were back at the mansion, and this room is his. Why did he not bring me to my room? He's taking advantage of me again. I don't have any other choice though.Hydrating my throat with the water Dimitri brought for me, then I stuff my stomach with the food he prepared. I would agree that Leila's cooking was superb. Is she a chef before?I enjoyed the food and got back on layin
(Emily's POV)Italy?"W-Why?""I need to get back to my hometown, darling. That's where I am living for good.""T-Then, I will live her for good. I can stay."He chuckles, "What should I do? I won't leave my wife in this country.""Dimitri, I can't leave my brother here!""Don't be such a hard-headed, Emily. He is not a baby anymore that needed your guidance.""Why can't you leave me alone?! Why dragging me in you--"He suddenly grabs my cheeks with his palm. I gasp in surprise that he put too much pressure while pinning both of my cheeks with his fingers. "Don't. Push. My. Limit, Emily." he firmly said as his blue eyes glared at me. "I am not asking you to come with me, I am telling you that you're going to come with me, no matter what it takes, got that?" he pressed down his anger.Resentment clouded my thoughts as tears slowly formed in my eyes. He never listened to me. He never felt how miserable I whenever he keep doing this to me. But who am I to be cared for by him? I'm just hi
(Emily's POV)I grip tightly at the phone, declining to return it but I don't want him to sell me to the other jerk like him. Without words, he harshly grab my hand and snatched the phone while shooting me a glare with his raging eyes.I hope that was sent.He dragged me out of the comfort room and throw me on the couch where I was sitting earlier."Handcuff." My eyes widen when he asked for a handcuff from Cleo. I deserve this though, being such hard-headed. I did not complain and just remain quiet in my seat.After he handcuffed me, he goes back to his seat, throws his phone on the couch, and back his focus to his beloved laptop as if nothing happened.I know that he will get mad if he catches me red-handed but that was my chance to contact my brother as he is going to throw me into another country. Italy? I don't have a freaking idea what that place is. I will easily get lost if I try to escape there. If my message was successfully sent, I will just wait for the coming help.I kn