CHAPTER FIVE.

SABINE'S POINT OF VIEW

The drive to his apartment was quiet. I said nothing, the situation I was in didn't dawn on me until the car stopped before the fancy building in a neighbourhood I had no idea of.

The way I was pulled out of the car was both rough and gentle and the same time, like he wanted me to know who was boss and didn't want to hurt me at the same time.

As we drew closer to the doors of the apartment, it finally kicked in that I knew nothing of this man and the situation I was in, so I started screaming and kicking against him as he pulled me in.

“No! Let me go, you bastard! Let me go now! I don't want to go in with you!" I screamed

" You do not have a choice,” he said and grabbed me by my arm, and next thing I knew, he put me on his shoulder like a sack of rice, like I weighed nothing. I smacked his back and kicked my feet but stopped when suddenly, I felt a smack on you ass

….. did this man just spank me??? I asked myself

“Don't spank me! I don't even know you."

“If you keep fighting, I'll spank you again but this time, your ass will be red like last time” he said and I was confused

" What do you mean by last time, I don't know you!” I screamed, but he simply kept quiet. I continued screaming all the way into the apartment, up until I was placed in a room. I had no time to look at the room or admire its beauty.

“This is wrong. Kidnapping is a crime here."

“Well, you must know that being a criminal is what I do for a living,” he said, walking out of the room. I rushed after him, trying to prevent him from locking me in, but to no avail. The sound of the door clicking reminded me of my fate.

I quickly looked around the room for anything I could use to defend myself or escape, but there was nothing at all. I saw that there was a window, so I went to take a look at it. It led to a balcony.

Opening it and stepping onto the balcony, I looked down and saw that I could make it down. As a child,I loved jumping down from high spaces, so this would be nothing to me.

I grabbed a curtain as silently as possible in case someone was at the door and hung it over the top, tied it to make it sturdy, and used it as a rope. As I made my way down, I tried not to look down so I would not get overwhelmed.

A few minutes later, I made my way down to see that I was in the garden of the building. I rushed away from the lights to prevent the guards from seeing me. Next thing I knew,I heard

“She's escaping!" Someone screamed from the balcony, I jumped from

My adrenaline kicked in, so I ran forward to escape. I turned the way j saw the driver do in the car and ran towards the fountain, knowing that the gate would be closer to it. I kept running, making sure to escape a few guards, for some reason, they didn't shoot at me or grab me.

The gate became close in sight. So I ran harder, but a few steps into it, and I was suddenly pulled back by a strong tattooed arm. By that scent, I knew exactly who it was

“Trying to escape me, Dolcezza?” He said in my ear, the way he said it made me shiver as his voice became lower at the foreign term he called me. It felt like I knew him from somewhere, but I could not place it

“I told you to let me go!” I screamed

" The way and manner in which you scream, you might end up hurting your throat,” he said

“I don't care, if it means I'll escape you, I'll do anything”

“If you keep doing this, your father and mother will pay for your mistakes. I tried to do this the easy way with you, but you refuse to listen and just stay.” He said, and next thing I knew, I saw a syringe

I widened my eyes in fear and shock.

“What are you going to do? No, please, I'll do whatever you want. I'll be good.” I said, shaking my head so hard you would think I had no control over it.

“You wasted your chance of gaining any pity from me. It's time to go night night, Dolcezza,” he said, and he Jan my arms with one hand Next thing I knew, I felt the sharp prick of the needle as it injected whatever it was into my bloodstream

Please don't let me wake up as a whore in his whore house or a stripper in his club

I thought to myself

…….

I opened my eyes and stretched around on the cloud-like surface

Wait…my bed at home is not as soft

I thought to myself and looked around the room I was in. I had no idea where I was. The events of the night before settled in my mind, and I flew to the door

“Please open the door! I don't know where I am! Please, someone's in here! Hello! Help me!” I said, banging on the door, but no one came in, not until what felt like forever.

Next thing I knew, there was a clicking sound to signify that the door was being unlocked.

I grabbed anything close to me to use as a defense, it was a lamp. The person who entered the room was an elderly woman who looked to be in her early fifties or sixties. She held a tray with food on it and placed it before me

“Ecco, mangia (here, eat)" was Al she said

Before she left the room, I ran towards her and held her arms softly

“I'm here against my will, please help me escape," I said to her, but she looked like she didn't understand me, and the way she trembled, it seemed like she was scared.

After she left the room, I looked at the food. It was a breakfast buffet of different things I had not tried before. The juice on the side looked so inviting, so I sniffed it, and it was mango.

My stomach grumbled, but I could not eat anything for fear of it being drugged.

I simply sat on the bed, avoiding the food like a plague

….

After what felt like hours, the door clicked again and Dominic entered the room in another one of his suits, this one was royal blue, very dark in colour, and his hair was perfectly styled.

He had his hands in his pockets as he looked at me with what looked like lust and anger in his eyes, the mix of it made me get butterflies in my stomach

“I had a feeling you would be difficult," he said, looking at me and the food I realised to eat. I swallowed at the way he looked at me, like he wanted to eat me and at the same time punish me.

He took in a deep breath and smirked

"You know what j did to the guard that carried you at your father's house, I cut his hand off and I gouged his eyes out: all because he held you in a way I did not like. Are you sure you want to test me, Dolcezza? Because if you do, I will be even rougher on you than I was three nights ago at the club," he smirked, and I gasped

" What do you mean? " I stuttered. "What club? I don't know what you're talking about," I said, lying through my teeth

" That's not how you reacted when I had you on your hands and knees, Dolcezza. Do you want a repeat? " He asked, and I could feel a blush rising up my cheeks

Luckily, my melanated skin would hide that

"Whatever! That's the last time you'll ever see me like that," I vowed, although for some reason, I felt as though I was lying to both of us.

"We'll see about that, but I can guarantee you will be begging for it by the time I'm done with you," he said, still smirking

" Now eat before I force feed you," he said

I sat on the bed, still looking at him

" If you do not eat now, I will feed you myself," he said, and as much as I wanted to call his bluff, the way he walked closer to me with his fists by his sides made me hurry closer to the food tray.

I stuffed my face full of the food and tried not to let him know how much I loved it, my belly relished the feeling of food in it.

"Done, you happy?" I asked, wiping my mouth with the napkin

"Very much," he said, picked up the tray, and held out a shirt to me

"Wear this to sleep. My housekeeper will get you some clothes tomorrow," he said and wiped the food at the corner of my mouth before walking out of the room

The click of the door reminded me of my fate once more, getting me out of the haze he kept putting me in