6 months ago
I woke the next morning with a pounding headache. I held my head and squinted my eyes at the ringing sound that only made my head hurt worse. I must have drunk so much last night. I don't even remember how I got back to the suite. I slowly opened my eyes hoping to see the familiar walls of my suite that I got so used to over the year I stayed at Oxford only to get shocked when I was in a whole new room entirely. Something was very wrong. I shot up and looked around my head jerking in everything direction. " No!No! No! Where the hell am I? " I asked out loud hoping to get an answer from whichever person brought me here but no one responded. I scoffed, they didn't even have the audacity of being there when I woke up. What was I saying? Didn't something happen to me? I began to check myself waiting to feel some kind of a pain to let me know if I didn't engage in any activity while I was drunk but I came up with nothing. I surveyed the room more just to see if I would recognize anything but my mind was still blank. My memories from last night were still foggy and the more I tried to think about what might have happened the more my head ached. I was slowly going insane. Little by little I was losing it even without knowing. I needed answers but first of all, I needed to get out of here. I got off the bed and stood up, but that only made pain shoot through my head. I put my fingers over my temples and massaged them just to see if it would lessen it. Like a charm by the bedside table, there was a glass of water and what looked like a painkiller. I inspected the tablet more and for sure it was. I grabbed it and held It up in the air toward the light that was coming from the windows. I kept contemplating if I should take the med or not. What if it was swapped for something deadly? Thinking of a window I went to check outside and the view before more was somewhat spectacular. The ground was far below, an obvious reason that the windows were not an option any slight mistake and I would be failing to my death. Just how high was this building? I was back at my inner debate. With each passing second, my head pounded even more. I had finally decided I was going to take the tablet. I gulped it down and took some water. Now all I had to do was wait for the effects to follow. I walked to the door and grabbed the handle, I turned it expecting the door to instantly open only it didn't. Just what was happening here? I repeated the action once and then twice but the result was still the same. I was locked in here, was someone just playing some prank on me, or was I in danger? I didn't want to panic yet I knew that all I had to do was call my big brother and all will be well. I was his only baby sister after all. His only sibling. I walked back to the bed and began to search for my phone. I turned everything on the bed but my phone was nowhere to be found. What was going on? I rushed back to the door and began to bang on the door. “ Let me out of here!!! I want to go back home!!” There was the response it was dead quiet. I began to bang once more I needed to know who brought me here and if it was any of my friends I was going to kill them. The door suddenly swung open. The first thing I saw was a pair of black oxford dress shoes. They were so well polished and so shiny. Just from the shoe, I was able to tell that the person who walked in was going to bad news. My gaze slowly went up to the next thing and they landed on his navy blue trousers. My gaze was slow and sure he wore an expensive-looking belt and a white long-sleeved dress shirt. He didn't even move he was just in one position as if he was waiting for me to finish with my eye fuckery. Damn the man was huge and tall. I finally saw his face and I felt my breath get caught in my throat. I have never seen such a fine specimen in my life. He was all manly and looked very serious. He had the most beautiful pair of electric blues eyes. They were captivating, it was hard for me to even look away. Who was this man standing in front of me? He had a thin line set on his luscious plum-pink lips. Every fiber of my being was begging me to just run to him. What the hell was I even thinking? I didn't even know this man. He looked at me with so much anger in his eyes. Which I didn't understand cause I didn't even know him to begin with. I don't think I created any enemies let alone with the likes of him. His dirty blond was perfectly styled on his head and his light beard only made him look more badass and deadly. “Who are you?” I gathered the courage to ask him. “Who I am shouldn't even concern you. My business is with Ethan, not you, it's just sad that you had to get caught up in it.” His voice was so deep and sexy just as I expected. “ If your business is with Ethan then Ethan is the one you should be bringing here.” “ Oh you think I don't want that princess, I want that more than anything but your brother is so smitten. Tell me where he is right now and I will let you go instantly.” He demanded. His gaze on me was so intense I couldn't look away even if I wanted to, it held me place my body wouldn't move. “ He is uhh” I stopped mid-sentence. I moved a step back. “He is...” It just came to me that I wasn't exactly sure where Ethan was. He never really spoke about his whereabouts. He rarely even came to see me. I never thought about it being odd about his usual quietness or how our communication was restricted. “ Samantha tell me where your brother is.” He commanded in his deep sexy voice. I hesitated as I thought about where Ethan could be. Whoever this man is saw my reaction and narrowed his eyes. “You don't know anything do you?” He suddenly asked which sounded more like he was taunting me than anything. “ No, I have just realized that Ethan never tells me anything about his whereabouts or even the job he does. All he ever does is sponsor my education and every other need.” A low sinister chuckle left his lips. Even as dangerous as this man seemed to be he was still very sexy. “ You must be a fool then.” My mouth hung open, did he just... “YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ME!” I yelled with so much venom. “ I know enough to know that you don't know that your brother who is aspiring to be a mafia don started a war with the real mafia don.” I took time to process what he just said. Ethan couldn't be in the mafia. My brother is such a dignified person, he can't be in the ma... It suddenly dawned on me how my friends always asked what job my brother did to have been able to let me live such a lavish life. “ You are lying! My brother can't be in the mafia he is better than that!” I defended Ethan. “Like I said you are a fool. And I won't let you go until your brother comes to rescue you. If it means keeping you to get to that fool you call your brother then so be it.” He spoke so casually as if he spoke of the weather. I couldn't hide the dumbfounded look on my face. So much was going on and I couldn't wrap my head around it. My brother being part of the mafia had to be a big lie. Worse him trying to be a mafia boss. All this couldn't be true. It doesn't matter if I don't know the exact kind of job he does as long as I know Ethan isn't capable of that. “You can't do this...” I told him. He gave me one last look before he turned, he chuckled and then said “watch me.” I finally caught his earthy sandalwood scent and some memories of last night came rushing back. It’s funny how I oddly liked the scent of sandalwood, so masculine so him. It all made sense now. He came to the bar to kidnap me and he succeeded. “YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low sinister chuckle left his lips at my lame insult, his huge wide shoulders moving slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino.” With that, he walked out of the room locking it behind him. I sunk to the ground as a sob left my mouth. I will find a way to escape or maybe my brother will come to the rescue as he always does.6 months later Samantha I walked through the halls of this mansion as I carried food that was specifically prepared by me for Santino. I glared at the covered dinner dishes in my hands and they glared right back at me. There weren't the cause of this thing I now call my life. How I went from being one of the most spoiled people to being Santino’s personal slave still shocked me up to now. I didn't understand why I had to suffer in place of my brother. I don't know why Santino involved me in the war he had going on with my one and only brother. I walked at a steady pace as I wouldn’t make any spills the last thing I wanted was to piss off that devil of a man that I despised with my whole being. The hallways were quiet the sound being heard was the click of my shoes. I took a deep breath in as I kept walking. The whole time I kept thinking of ways to escape from this life. I had already lost hope that my brother would ever come to rescue me. It's been s
Samantha A day had passed since the phone call and the little tantrum I threw, and surprisingly Santino let it slide. Kind of shocking if you ask me he never let anything slide. He made of that those past six months. And in those months I always plotted a way to either escape or kill him. I still don't know how he was always a step ahead of me. “stop sulking in bed and let's go, Sammy.” My friend Bella told me. Well, she was the only person that was kind to me in this hell hole. And we shared the same room in the servant's area. Santino had a lot of people working for him I wonder if I was the only one he kidnapped simply because another mafia hooligan wronged him. I sighed, “ but I don't wanna get up after what I did I won't be surprised if Santino tries to finally murder me.” I complained as I gave Bella my sad eyes. She rolled her baby blue eyes, “ As if he can do that.” “But you know what I did, I tried to murder him with a folk. In my mind, everything just felt r
Samantha I watched him walked out of the kitchen leaving me confused. He didn't even explain what kind of new job was assigned to me. If that was all he needed to say, was chasing Bella away even necessary? I was convinced he wasn't okay up there. My mind took me back to his words of how my brother wasn't eager to come to save me from here. He knew exactly where I was but why wasn't he coming? I wiped a stray tear at the thought. Such simple words yet pierced my heart like no other. “ Why are you still sitting there?” I heard his deep voice and my gaze snapped in his direction where he stood by the door. I looked at my finished plate only some beacon was left I grabbed it and stuffed it into my mouth before I left. He was the action and let out a slight smile. So now I amuse him. I was more than tempted to roll my eyes. He seemed a bit different today, almost nice. He hasn't yelled at me yet which is a start not even said anything harsh as he has always done these
Samantha Everything in me was telling me to run away from the danger that is Santino. There was this turmoil between my mind and body. It's as if I had lost coordination all of sudden. My body wouldn't respond to what my mind was telling it. What did he say STOP? I stayed rooted where I was standing and didn't look back too afraid of what I would see not that I was innocent or anything. I had my fair share of men back on campus. But Santino was a different case. I don't trust myself around him. Not when I have to convince myself every day that I hate him with a passion. I heard some shuffling behind me, “ don't go just yet.” He repeated as if I had already begun to move away from him. “Turn around.” He commanded. This battle between mind and body got even more intense. I didn't want to but my body responded quicker than I could register that had happened. It was as if he has some sort of spell on me and that is something that irritated me the most. My amber eyes me
Santino “ Or what Santino?” She dared me. The mafia don. The most powerful man of all the mafia around the world. And yet she still dared me. Funny enough her dare made my dick twitch. I wonder what it would be like to have her on her knees while she sucks me off and then bury myself so deep inside her till my name is the only name she can remember. I chuckled, “ trust me you don't wanna know.” The warning was enough and if she was a good girl she wouldn't dare ask... “ I wanna know!” Max whistled and clapped his hands. He was sure enjoying the show in front of him no doubt. But so was I, she was feisty so feisty it took a lot to tame her when I first brought her here but even so that wild part of hers didn't die out. All that made her so fucking attractive. She was fire and I was more than willing to play with it. I would have Ethan's sister all to myself if he kept delaying coming here. I stepped even closer till not much space was left between us. I stayed as cal
Samantha 6 months ago " Sammy wait up for me!" My best friend Mark shouted as he ran to try and catch up with me. I kept the fast pace not waiting even though Mark asked me to. The professor would kill me and Mark if we went in late. Only a few minutes were left and I was trying to move my long feet as fast as possible. " Just shut up and ran, you know what Professor Bernard is like he will murder us!" Like literally murder the hell out of us. Mark had been my best friend for a long time now since high school and we have been very close ever since he saved me from some guys who wanted to bully me. Well, that was before everyone knew that I was very rich, more like brother Ethan who happens to be excessively rich. It's how up to now I still don't know how he got so rich he always says I shouldn't ask him questions. One time he called it a pyramid scheme but I doubt that was even the truth.