Saved And Claimed By The Mafia Alpha

Gianni“I just want to let you know that I have arrived safely and am currently waiting to be taken to his house.” I told my best friend and ignored her grumbles of disapproval. Ever since I told her that I will be moving away from The Netherlands completely, she has been against it but I refused to let her talk me out of it because for once, I am doing what I want.For once in my whole life, I am choosing to do what I want. Something that will benefit me. Only me. I am done putting other people first and the invitation came at the right time. My siblings are both done with school now and both have jobs.Now they can support our mom and I will do my part but from far away. I spent all my life until now working hard for my family and now, it’s finally time for me to take a break and just do me. I need to have a life and it starts here in the beautiful city of Venice.“I don’t know why you have refused to listen, Gia! You don’t even know this man! Not to mention that he’s years older

Gianni“I told you not to do that.” Those were the words that woke me up. It only took me seconds to remember where I was and what happened to me. I blinked and tried to open my eyes but was hit by a major headache that had me squeezing my eyes shut. I thought back to what I heard that woke me up. I don’t even know how long I slept for. All I could remember was that big bad man covering my mouth and nose with a drugged handkerchief. Who knows? Maybe I slept for hours or even days. I listened as the voices that woke me up continued talking.“The boss is going to be so mad at us when he arrives and finds her unconscious. You will take the fall because I warned you! I warned both of you but like always you both never listen. You could have easily led her to the room without making her unconscious.” The voice that was speaking sounded feminine. I couldn’t believe a woman worked with whoever the Luca person was. By the way they were talking and what they already did to me, the Luca per

Gianni“Ouch---- it’s so hot in here! Amira, turn off the heater, I am dying!” I yelled at my younger sister. She never listens when I tell her to not turn the heater on during the summer. I tried opening my eyes but I could barely move them. Not just my eyes but my whole body. I felt trapped.I have always struggled with sleep paralysis so I knew better than to struggle against it as it only makes things worse for me. I kept my eyes closed and reminded myself that the pain I was feeling wasn’t real. I told myself that if I just open my eyes that everything will be alright and there’s absolutely nothing to be worried about.Most importantly, I assured myself that I am not going to die in my sleep. Usually, that works for me but this time even after calming myself down, I still felt pain. My head felt like it was being banged hard; everything just felt off.The heat in the room was even higher now.“Amira?” I called out again and this time, I struggled to open my eyes. The first thin

Gianni“How long is she going to continue sleeping? Are you sure she is really okay?”The words were said in whispers, but I heard them loud and clear, and I knew they were talking about me. I have been off and on for God knows how long now. I randomly wake up with my mind scattered, and when I try to piece my broken memories together, I end up feeling dizzy again and going back to sleep.I don’t know how long I have slept for, but I know it was long enough for them to be worried about me. I wanted to open my eyes and show them that I am up, but something stopped, and instead of making it known that I was up, I laid still and listened to them talking.“I told you already that she's fine! She needs to sleep off whatever was already in her system before I treated her.”A female voice said. I recognized her because she has been in and out of the room a lot of times since I first woke up. It’s the doctor who hates me, even though I don’t even know her. I have racked my memories for any co

Gianni“Why can’t you answer my question?”Even with the fear I felt, I still wanted to confirm if it’s true. I have always been a ‘the truth may hurt or kill me but I need to know the truth’ kind of person. I hate being lied to and kept in the dark and that’s why I don’t hesitate to ask when things aren’t clear. Right now, a lot of things aren’t clear to me.I don’t even know how much of my past I don’t remember. it could be a few weeks or even half of my life. I do remember that I no longer live with my mom and that my siblings moved out too. Also, they both already graduated and are now working. I pushed the thoughts aside and looked at the man who could be my kidnapper for answer.“Okay, let me run you through the timeline, maybe you can remember how you got here.”He said and pulled the chair near my bed. He sat down and folded his arms over his broad chest. I finally removed my hands from my head because I felt a little better and I turned my attention fully to him without meeti