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A Desperate Plea

Autor: Orinabhankz
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-04-24 19:51:35

ARYA’S POV

I was having flashes of everything that had happened. The gunshot, the screams, the smell of burning tires.

And Dante… my innocent baby boy who had somehow gotten wrapped in all of this.

With a loud gasp, I jolted awake but instantly regretted it because a stabbing pain rushed through my entire body.

“God!” I groaned, shutting my eyes but it was too late already.

The damage was done.

There was a sharp, throbbing pain in my temple where Marco had hit me. And an aching pain in my ank
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  • Marked By Him   Pretence

    ARYA’S POVBut Giovanni didn't even know where I was. He didn’t know what plane I was on or where it was going.I was alone. The realization made me cry until I was completely exhausted. Despite the terror, my body simply gave up. My eyes closed against my will, and I sank into a fitful, nightmare-filled sleep.A sharp pain across my face jerked me awake.Marco stood over me, his hand raised for another slap. "Wake up. We've landed."I blinked groggily, and through the window, I could see tarmac and buildings. A small airport, nothing like the major ones I had flown through before."Where are we?" My voice was hoarse.He smirked. "Somewhere the Valentis will never find you." He bent down and untied my ankles, though he left my hands bound. "Now, you're going to walk off this plane quietly and get in the car. Understood?""Where's Dante?" I asked instead. He answered gruffly. "He's already been taken to the house.""What?” I screeched in panic. “No! I need to see him! Has he been fe

  • Marked By Him   A Desperate Plea

    ARYA’S POVI was having flashes of everything that had happened. The gunshot, the screams, the smell of burning tires.And Dante… my innocent baby boy who had somehow gotten wrapped in all of this. With a loud gasp, I jolted awake but instantly regretted it because a stabbing pain rushed through my entire body.“God!” I groaned, shutting my eyes but it was too late already.The damage was done. There was a sharp, throbbing pain in my temple where Marco had hit me. And an aching pain in my ankle where the bullet had torn through.And underneath it all, was a bone-deep terror that made everything else fade to background noise.I tried to move and couldn't.My eyes flew open again, panic rising to my throat as I realized my hands were bound behind my back. My ankles were tied together with rough rope that bit into my skin.And I was on a plane. I eyed the plush leather seats, the bright harsh lights and the smell of something floral in the air. The memory of Marco standing over me w

  • Marked By Him   His Entire World

    GIOVANNI’S POVThe name rang a bell instantly. It was a private airfield, and it should be forty-five minutes north of the city."When?"Enzo checked his watch. "If they left here right after the call and they had to have, given the timeline, they'd be arriving at the airfield right about now."Hope and terror warred in my chest. "How fast can we get there?"Enzo shook his head. "If we leave right now? I’ll say thirty minutes at best.""Make it twenty. Move!" I snatched the paper from his hold and stormed out of the house, my heart pounding in anticipation. The rest of the team were ordered to follow behind us. I didn’t know what to expect at the airport but I wanted us to be prepared. We were catching Marco and we were catching him today. In a bluer, we flew through the city with out sirens blaring, and the team following in convoy. Enzo was on the phone coordinating with local police, getting us clearance to use emergency lanes.I gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles

  • Marked By Him   The Raiding

    GIOVANNI’S POV"MOVE FASTER!"I was already pushing ninety on city streets, weaving through morning traffic with Enzo white-knuckling the door handle.He glared at me, his face flushed with rage. "Gio, we're going to crash if we keep going ate rate.”"I don't care!" My hands were shaking on the wheel. "She called, Enzo. Arya called. She's with Marco right now and she sounded terrified."The phone call played on loop in my mind. Her broken voice calling out to me and although it was faint, I heard the baby cooing in the background. I had no idea what she was going through and if Marco was the sadistic bastard that I thought he was then it wouldn’t be anything good. It didn’t help that the line had gone dead just before she could give me the address . And when I had tried to call back, nothing.But I knew without a doubt that shr was in yhe lasu location Eno found. "The team is already en route," he said, pulling up the address on his tablet. "They'll meet us there. We'll get her, Gi

  • Marked By Him   Losing Game

    ARYA’S POVI had no idea where I was going. I just knew I had to get away.The GPS screen in the dashboard flickered to life. I jabbed at it with one hand while steering with the other, trying to pull up a map that would tell me where I was, how to get to…Where? The Vitale mansion? The police? I shook my head. I just needed to get somewhere, anywhere that wasn't here. So I pressed the coordinates of my family home and the screen flared to life. I laughed in relief, tears of joy springing to my eyes. “Yes!”"We're okay, Dante," I said again, more to convince myself than him. "We're getting out. We're-"BANG.Something hit the back of the car, jolting us forward and I screamed, swerving.When I looked at the rearview mirror, I saw him and my heart dropped.Marco had found another car, a bright red sportscar and he was crazily on our tail. His head was out the driver's seat, a shotgun in his hand.How many fucking guns did he have!?"STOP THE CAR!" His voice carried even over the eng

  • Marked By Him   A wicked chance

    ARYA’S POVMarco was in the living room, throwing items into a duffel bag. "About time. The car's out front. Let's go.""Marco." I whispered"Not another word. Move."I walked toward the door, my mind racing. Once we were in the car, my opportunity would be gone. I needed to…A phone rang, cutting off my thoughts. It was the landline, mounted on the kitchen wall. My heart jumped, could it be…I looked behind me, Marco had not noticed yet. This could be my chance. Running quickly, I rushed towards the phone and grabbed the receiver. "Hello?"No one said anything for a moment and my heart almost dropped in disappointment. But then I heard, "Arya?"The voice made my knees buckle but I steadied myself and gripped the phone tighter. "Giovanni?" I could barely breathe. "Oh my God, Giovanni. Is that you?"I could hear him speak in rapid Italian, shooting orders. My heart tightened even further and a smile nearly crossed my lips. He still sounded the same, although his voice has a raspin

  • Marked By Him   THE NEWS

    ARYA’S POVThe hostel room felt even smaller when I returned, the walls seeming to press in as I closed the door behind me and leaned against it.The money Marco had given me sat heavy in my pocket. I had no idea what I just did. "There you are!" Cherry burst through the door, she had a key to my

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-04-05

  • Marked By Him   Dinner with them

    ARYA’S POVAt seven PM, the lock clicked open and one of the guards stepped in."Come with me," he said gruffly.I looked up from where I was sitting on the floor, the unopened pregnancy tests hidden under my mattress. "Where are we going?" I asked, my voice thin with anxiety.He didn’t even look

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-04-01

  • Marked By Him   The plan

    ARYA’S POVIt was already a month since Giovanni’s absence. Every day was monotonous and it already lost meaning to me. Being trapped in this suffocating darkness of my prison was doing things to my mind and body. I had been feeling sick for days now, it was persistent nausea that hit me in wave

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-04-01

  • Marked By Him   To be falsely accused

    ARYA’S POVI staggered backward, my mouth opening and closing but no words coming out. Giovanni advanced on me like a predator, controlled fury radiating from every line of his body."I asked you a question." His voice was so quiet, it was worse than shouting. "Where. The fuck. Have you been?""I-

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-31
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