Sold To The Mafia Don

Lucy POVYears have passed...I went in and out of consciousness. My mind was clouded, and my body was numb. I relaxed as much as I could by slowing my breathing. My body gradually regained sensation as my thoughts cleared. My arms and legs were chained while I lay on my side. A cloth was put across my lips, and a sack was slung over my head. I'd guess there were three persons with me based on the strange heat on both sides of my legs and someplace towards my back. I was sleeping on a cold metal surface, and I knew we were in a vehicle or van.The sensation was similar to déjà vu. I hadn't been in a vehicle in a long time. It was a bittersweet sensation at the time, but it vanished as I pondered where I was being transported. People were never taken out of the "safe house" until they were about to be murdered. I made an effort not to move or bring attention to myself. They mistook me for sleeping. That was excellent. I believed I might escape for a little period. For a brief minute,

Lucy POVThe question "What is it?" His dad enquired. Luca said quietly, "Give me my mother," and Antonio laughed. When his father said, "No," Luca quickly reached for a revolver from his waist and raised it to aim at his father's head."Old guy, I'm not here to joke around. He said, "I want the girl and my mother or I'll shoot this bullet straight through your skull," and I knew he would follow through on his promise, though I prayed he wouldn't. I was going to murder Antonio. Antonio clenched his teeth and said, "Fine." He picked up his phone and told the person on the other end to bring his mother in, adding that he understood Italian. I was also fluent in Spanish, German, French, and Russian. I had to pick them up. The majority of mafias were based in such areas. After some time, a slender old lady with dark chocolate hair was eventually brought into the room. Her kid caught her dark, Luca-like eyes' attention after they had explored the room. She seemed to want to embrace him

Lucy's POVThe sun is about to rise and it has been hours. I was disappointed when nobody entered the room. I disliked being a celebrity. I wanted to be busy and get my mind off of things. I got sick of simply laying here aimlessly. The door was suddenly opened, as if the cosmos had heard my cries. The manner the individual is fumbling with the lock suggests that they are attempting to pick it. I waited with my eyes closed.The door was soon unlocked. I squeezed the plastic ball beneath the pillow more firmly. When I felt a touch on my back after hearing footsteps approaching, I sprung to my feet and tackled the oncoming person to the ground. I tightened my legs to keep them in place as I sat on their thighs. As I lifted the plastic ball to strike the victim in the face, I chained their hands together with my free hand. I eventually glanced at the person I had grabbed and froze. Boy was it. He looked like a 16 year old.Hello there! There is no damage! Just a note from me, please! He

I took off the hoodie and slipped on the big black t-shirt I stole from the guard, throwing the hoodie in a bin. I had been running for a long time and reached the busy city faster than I thought I would. I held my hair up as I walked through the noisy crowd. My eyes couldn't help but look all around. There was so much that had changed. I still had no clue where I was nor what I was going to do next but I wasn't worried much. The gun tucked in my leggings under the big shirt had only eight bullets left. It would be enough in case Luca sent someone for me. I made my way to the subway station, looking at the map. I was in a city called Las Pavita. I remember I used to live in a place called Santa Pores and searched the map for that area. I had to finish the damn promise I made to myself. As I was searching, a hand landed on my back and I was turned around, a punch landing on my cheek. I stumbled back in surprise but before I could retaliate, hands grabbed me from behind and I was drag

A girl can only pretend to admire herself in the mirror for so long. I was wasting time here. The woman from before had been browsing through a section of clothes that honestly were two sizes too small for her. I'd been watching her because she was my only way out of this store. All she had to do was try to leave. I grumbled angrily and decided to stuff a floral shirt in my denim jacket. It may be useful. I sighed as I looked through the racks, constantly looking at the woman. As my thoughts commanded her to, she made her way to the exit. I quickly made my way to the other one. The woman smiled at the cashier at the door before walking out of the threshold. Alarms blared to life because of the scarf in her bag. While everyone's attention was on her, I walked out of the back entrance. I didn't feel the least bit sorry for the woman as I walked around the mall. I had to get to Santa Pores as fast as I could. Luca was definitely already on the search for me. Getting out of the mall now