Chapter 04: Benevento In Italy

Mia's Point of View

Landed in Italy

I was moving. My body was being picked up, and I opened my eyes slowly, groaning. The moment I realized what was happening, I pushed myself away from the man. He gave me an annoyed look, but I wanted to kick him in the face.

"Why are you touching me?" I asked him

"Don't flatter yourself. We have arrived at the airport," He said to me. I got off the bed walking past him, ensuring not to touch him, but he was a buff guy.

Maybe this is my moment to try and run. I mean, civilians will be here, and I could ask for help. As I slowly walked off the plane, there were men dressed in black suits and 7 black SUVs lined up. One of the men in suits opened the back door of the car in the middle. I looked behind me and the asshole was talking to someone.

"Sir, um, I am being kidnapped. Can you help me?" I whispered to the man who opened the car door.

"No can do. Welcome to Italy," The man said with a smirk.

"There's a special place in hell for you," I said to him

"Get in the car, little girl, we don't have all day," said the asshole from behind me. I turned to him, folding my arms across my chest.

"I'm a grown woman and would really appreciate it if you stop calling me little girl," I said, glaring at him.

"Okay, little girl, now get in the car before I make you," He said to me. I stared at him, wishing I could burn him with my eyes. He stepped closer to me, about to hold my arm.

"Don't fucking touch me," I stated angrily, then got in the car. He came in and sat next to me, then the car soon drove off.

"Are you hungry?" He asked me

"Don't feel sorry for me" I stated, then the unthinkable happened.

My stomach.

My stomach, growled at me, causing a blush of embarrassment to fill my cheeks. He shook his head without saying a word. Well, firstly, I haven't eaten since I woke up, and I'm not going to ask him for anything. I rather starve to death.

"Although it's two in the morning, the chef will make you something. Anything you want?" He asked me

"You didn't ask me if I wanted to be kidnapped, right? You did everything against my will, so don't try to be a gentleman now." I said to him. He gripped my chin and then turned my face to his.

"When I'm being generous, I'd like my generosity not to be taken advantage of because I will let you starve to death for the rest of your life. So, what do you want to eat?" He asked me, and did I mention his face was only a few inches away?

"I-I'm allergic to peanuts and shellfish. Anything with chicken and other meats is fine by me," I said to him

"Would you prefer fried chicken for now?" He asked, and I just nodded. He released my chin and then went back to his phone.

"Can I have my phone back?" I asked him

"You will receive your phone for the next day, which is from 9 am today to 9 am tomorrow. You have 24 hours to say goodbye to whoever. Maybe later down the line, I can take you to visit when I know you can be trusted," He said to me

"Who are you?" I asked him

"Sebastian Genovese," He said to me

"Okay, but why did you choose me of all the girls in Washington? Couldn't you choose someone else who has no life?" I asked him

"You think that I just saw you and chose you? I've been watching you for 8 whole months, and you do the same thing every day. On Saturdays, you always go grocery shopping and your parents only visit on Christmas and Thanksgiving, your boyfriend and that friend of yours have been together way before I knew you existed. So you're not just a random pick, you just caught my eye," He said to me

"Tina and Charlie were together for over 8 months?" I asked, as I could feel my heart break all over again. Tears filled my eyes as I felt anger eat at me.

"Over a year, probably. My brother was watching you for 8 months and the cheating was happening before we came along, but no worries, they are the least of your problems now. You have me and from now on, I am your everything," He said to me. Disgusting piece of shit.

"Why did you have to just take me? I can't live like this, and I don't know who you are. Quite frankly, I'm not interested either," I said as angry tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Well, it can't get any worse than it is, so what the hell? I'm a mafia leader. I want to buy drugs from some people and they have specific rules. Not only that, but I have to be married before it all happens, and I don't like going back and forth," He said to me

"A Mafia Leader? And you chose me? Why didn't you go get yourself a model? Isn't that what you rich men are into?" I asked, raising my voice a little.

"You have a stunning body. Most models have nothing on you because your curves are natural, your face is most definitely naturally beautiful, and I like my women like that. All natural," He said, brushing his finger against my cheek. I jumped as a sinister smile came onto his face.

"I am not yours. You can't treat me like an object," I told him, shakily.

"That's what you think," He said, shaking his head with a smug grin that sent a chill down my spice.

"How did you get me on a plane without my documents?" I asked him, moving away from him.

"Because they have been gone for 2 weeks, and you haven't realized that. I've been in your apartment every day for the last 3 weeks and I didn't do anything weird besides checking your preferences in clothes, shoes, and everything." He said to me

"You're a fucking creep," I said disgustedly.

"Call it whatever you want," He muttered, looking down at his phone.

"I hate you so much," I said, turning away from him as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"The only thing I don't get is why you send your parents so much money every month. Both your parents work," He said to me

"That has nothing to do with you," I said to him. He turned my face to his, holding my chin firmly.

"Tell me why," He stated, and his tone sent chills down my spine.

"My brother is going to a college of his choice, which is expensive. I help them pay for it while he gets to focus on school. I was once accepted into an Ivy League school, but we couldn't afford to pay for it, so I went with one that gave me a scholarship. Not only that, but I didn't want to spend the rest of my life paying student loans and I don't want that for my brother either," I said to him

"I see. I'll keep sending them the money each month, no worries. Your brother will complete school in the next 6 years," He said to me.

"How did you know he has 6 more years in college?" I asked him

"Because I know his major and I know he wants to become a lawyer. I mean, I would know since I've been watching you," He said to me. I pulled my chin from his grasp, turning away.

Just then, the vehicle came to a halt. Since the windows were as dark as outside, I could barely see anything. The door on Sebastian's side of the car opened, and he stepped out, the man who opened the door motioned for me to follow, which I did.

When I got out, there was a mansion ahead. I wouldn't say it was a mansion, more like a manor. It was huge. A little old-fashioned, but had the right amount of modernity.

"No need to stand there Mia, we have places to be when the sun is up," Sebastian said to me

"I don't want to be here," I said to him. I can't sign my life over to this man.

"Either you walk or I will carry you myself. You won't like that," He stated as he walked toward the house, and I followed him, feeling sad all over again.

There were guards everywhere. If I wanted to escape, it would be really difficult because now I see the front yard, cameras, and men with guns. Now I'm starting to believe that he's really a mafia leader.

When we got inside the house, he motioned for me to follow him up the stairs then he showed me to a bedroom motioning for me to enter. I looked inside the room, and it was dark, so I didn't walk in. I'm not an idiot.

"I'm not going in that room," I said to him. He held my arm bringing me inside the room then switched the lights on.

"There are a few clothes in the dresser on the right side of the room for you, and we will be going clothes shopping for you tomorrow because I didn't get the time to do so. Get cleaned up and you'll have some food soon." He said to me

"When will you let me go?" I asked him.

"There's only one way out of this, and you already know, but don't worry, you'll be living a luxury lifestyle and the only thing you'll be worried about is when you step out of line," He said to me.

Luxury lifestyle? What was I supposed to do? Jump for joy?

"This is my room, right?" I asked, stepping away from him

"This is our room. We may never know who is watching. I'll fill you in when I take the food up" He said, leaving the room and closing the door.

Tears immediately pooled in my eyes, running down my cheeks. I walked to the drawer, opened it, and the clothes that were in the drawer were sleepwear. The kind you wear when you have a partner. What is this guy's deal? I decided I wasn't going to wear those and took out my underwear.

When I walked into the bathroom, it was beautiful and huge. I closed the door behind me, stripped from my clothes, threw them in the basket then stepped into the shower, turning the water on. Everything I needed was already in the bathroom.

After I finished showering, I dried my body and then took down one of the white bathrobes, putting it on. I tied the front and opened the bathroom, walked into the bedroom, and saw Sebastian taking his clothes off. My eyes widened, then I quickly looked away, not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable.

"Are there any other clothes I can wear besides the night clothes?" I asked him, walking over to the bed and seeing a covered tray on it.

"If you want to wear one of my shirts, fine, but that's as many clothes as there are for you," He said to me.

"Well, if you wanted me to go clothes shopping with you, what did you expect me to wear?" I asked, glaring at his head. I didn't dare look at his naked torso because I was afraid I might actually like what I saw.

"There's a dress in the drawer and I have nothing else. So quit complaining because I have the rules to lay out for you and some things I need to tell you." He said to me

"You're not my father," I stated. He looked up at me.

"Sit down so I can start. I don't have time for chit-chat," He said to me. I sat down on the bench in front of the bed, and he placed the tray next to me and grabbed a chair sitting in front of me.

"So what now?" I asked him. He put some food on a plate and handed it to me.

"These are things you have to remember, and don't try to change anything up. We met on a dating app two years ago while you were in a relationship. We hit it off while we were going through a rough patch, and then 6 months ago I came to the US. Not only that, but we spent that time together then I proposed 4 months later," He said to me

"No. I am not going to say we were messing around because I'll look like I was cheating on Charlie," I said to him.

Why did I give a fuck about Charlie? He was fucking Tina and lying to my face about it.

"I wasn't asking. The second thing I want you to remember is that I proposed to you on a moonlight picnic, some shit like that, and you've never been happier." He said to me

"You kidnapped me and dragged me to another continent," I said to him

"You think you're funny, but I won't be repeating myself. I'm 28 years old, my full name is Sebastian Antonio Genovese and I have two younger siblings. Both boys. Lucian is 21, going to college, and Christian is 25 and self-employed. He is currently in America with his girlfriend of 3 years. I was born on December 27th. My father's name is Killian, and he has been remarried for 2 years now to a woman called Marian." He said to me

"Christian that was with me when you kidnapped me is your brother?" I asked him. He smirked.

"He owed me a favor, so of course," He said to me

"You're fucking sick," I said to him

"You need to watch your mouth because I won't be so laid back as of tomorrow. If you step out of line or try to disrespect me, I will fix that," He warned.

"You're acting like there's a stick shoved so far up your ass," I said to him. He chuckled, humorlessly.

"Rules now because you're clearly pissing me off," He said to me.

"Okay, what?" I asked.

"Firstly, no leaving the premises without me. No explicit dressing around guests. Always accompany me to events. We will kiss every so often in front of the maids, chauffeurs, and anyone who sees us. We sleep in the same bedroom. Dates every weekend. I'll take you shopping once per week, so we can get out of the house and be seen outside together. Use realistic nicknames, and I'll call you babe or baby. No weird name-callings. No trying to escape, no planning behind my back, and no stupid actions. If you step out of line, I'm going to ensure your parents end up jobless, homeless and your brother won't find a job at a McDonald's store. If you utter a word about this to anyone, I'll make you wish you were dead." He said to me, and the way his eyes went dark made me swallow hard, feeling tears about to spill.

"Okay," I said to him

"I'm not going to abuse you or treat you badly, but I won't sleep with you, unless you want me to, of course. I will have my conquests here and there. To them, I'll be cheating on you, but you already know the truth. You also won't be able to see anyone else because then that wouldn't be very much lady," He said to me. I bit my tongue and then laughed.

"If you choose to have your conquests, it's only fair I can have someone too. I'm not stupid and if you think I'm going to be known for being a stupid girl who doesn't know her worth then you have another thing coming. As far as I see, you want this deal, and you spent 8 months stalking me, so you need me at this point. I could easily run my mouth and not care if you want to kill me. Yes, I'll lose my life, but then everyone will know you got married for a deal. So if I can't sleep with anyone, neither can you" I said to him

"I have needs, and I'm obviously not going to get it from you," He said to me

"Well, I have needs and I most definitely don't want sex from you, but God gave you two hands. I'll do anything but looking stupid for anyone is not one of them," I said to him

"Hmm, anyway, I don't care what you say. I'm stating my rules. Now let's continue and eat" He said to me.

"By the way, McDonald's is a restaurant, not a store," I said to him

"I didn't ask," He stated.

Bastard.