Elena sighed and stared out of the window as she was locked in a room which looked expensive.She never thought that after getting kidnapped she would be in a luxurious room like this, but she cared less about it.She just wanted to meet their cabo and her kidnapper.She was getting angry at the thought of it.She clenched, her fist ready to punch her kidnaper who wasn't even present there.Its been one hour and still her kidnaper didn't let her known about his existence.
Lorenzo blind folded her on the way and then locked her in a room.Since then she was sitting there being frustrated and angry.As god just listened to her prayer and the door opened catching her attention at whoever it was.Elena frowned a little when she witnessed her kidnapper.Who was none other than Vincenzo Romano himself.He smirked at her and walk to where she was standing now while she was throwing daggers at him with her ocean blue eyes which was amusing him."I didn't expect you to be here, Miss Elena." He said, being amused.Elena scoffed at his words in disbelief.Thinking this man had the guts to say that."And do you think I expected you to kidnap me out of nowhere, Mr.Romano?" Elena said while crossing her arms across her chest with a challenging gaze. "So arrogant, sweetheart."Vincenzo said while rubbing his temples with his gun which he was holding the whole time."Now what do you want from me?Why did you bring me here?Give me a goddamned reason."His face turned serious after hearing her words."I have my own reasons, sweetheart."He placed his gun on the side table and cracked his neck, making a crepitus sound. "I don't know what your problem is, but would you mind telling me the damned reason?"Elena asked, being annoyed.He turned towards her and smirked but soon a little gasp slipped through her mouth when he suddenly pinned her against the wall, making her shocked. "Don't you think you're using your pretty little mouth too much, Elena Martin?"Vincenzo stated in a serious tone. Both his palms were placed beside her head while he slowly pushed his body against her, closing the distance between them.Elena narrowed her eyebrows when she heard her full name from him.She was about to open her, but quickly shut it when he closed the remaining distance between them.She felt his warm heat against her body which was now making her breathlesss."I don't like this attitude of yours.Do you even know whom your talking to right now?"His hot breathing was fanning her face, making her nervous.His intimidating gaze was fixed on her which was making her heart to beat rapidly against her chest while her eyes were locked with his.As she managed to speak. "I-I don't know who you are.Get away from me." Elena mentally slapped herself for sluttering in front of him.She placed her hands on his muscular chest in an attempt to push him, as they were dangerously, closed to each other.His whole body was pressed against her.The temperature in the room was increasing because of their sexual tension.They were so closed to each other that their hot breathing were mixing with each other sending heat to both of their body but he didn't even move an inch."Do you think you can push me away with these pretty little soft hands of yours?" He smirked while she gulped."Just...let me go." She tried to avoid his eyes. "What if I don't wanna let go of you?" A shiver ran through her spine when she heard him say that.He grabbed her chin, making her look him in the eyes.Vincenzo didn't know what was happening to him.Those tense, trembling lips, weak pushes and her sweet scent were making him go crazy.Everyone shivers in fear whenever they were standing infront of him but she wasn't scared at all which made him attracted towards her even more.His beast inside was screaming at him to fuck her until he rip her apart and get over the attraction."You are crossing your limits, don't you think, Mr.Romano?"He only chuckled at her. "Those harsh words of yours just turned me on, sweetheart.Trust me babygirl, you're lucky enough that I haven't fucked you yet since I had to deal with your father."She looked away, feeling her cheeks heating up at his dangerous threat.She was thinking about why he was doing all of this and what business he had with her stepfather?What' with this man?"I don't have a father now. Get away from me!" Elena harshly pushed him away with all her strength this time while he stared at her, being confused at her father's denial.She was about to go towards the door but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him, making her bump against his broad chest."You are really something else, huh?Where do you think you're going?And what do you mean by that you don't have a father?Who's James Martin then?" He asked but she only struggled to get away from him.She was trying to free herself but his grip only tightened every time she tried.It was useless.She let out a sigh and looked at him frustrated."Mr.James Martin is not my father. I hate him, that's all."Vincenzo frowned his eyebrows together.He was about to say something but suddenly a knock interrupted them.He loosened his grip on her and she quickly moved away from him, making him raise his one eyebrow.A guard entered the room when Vincenzo granted him permission."Capo we brought him.He's already in the basement."A small smirk appeared on Vincenzo's lips.He left the room while Elena sighed frustratingly, thinking only god knows what he really wants from her.She didn't know that helping a mafia would lead to something like this, but only if she knew.She looked around the room, examining it and thinking if she could get out of it bu then her gaze shifted to where a camera was located on the corner of the room.She scrunched her eyebrows thinking that they were recorded.Elena's POV'All my life I ran behind love. That was the reason why I ended up being a heart surgeon. I even got my first love, but the images are too blurry and livid to remember. I often get flashbacks, but the pictures are still too blurry to figure out due to my Amnesia. Yes! I have that mental illness and curse it on my faith. Why out of all people does it have to be me with that illness? I shouldn't say something like that considering I'm a doctor myself, but I can't help it because, in the end, I'm a human too. I'm human with frustration and anger. I even had some emotional mental breakdown because of it. Considering, I put my past life in blurry pictures instead of remembering all the events. Some beautiful events of which I still get flashbacks about.How has my life turned into swift seconds of moments? How did I get myself into this? Just how? How does saving a life got me into something like this? There are so many questions but no answers! What does this man want from me?
Author's POV'"Aarghhh"A painful scream left the man's mouth when Lorenzo hit his stomach with a steel-poll. He clutched his stomach due to the immense pain. Watching the reaction, a satisfactory smirk appeared on Lorenzo's lips when Thomas started coughing blood. Lifting the steel poll Lorenzo was about to hit him again but stopped hearing the voice behind him."Seems like you are enjoying this a beat too much."Vincenzo said with an arrogant smirk on his face as he enjoyed the view in front of him.Lorenzo chuckled before turning his head towards Vincenzo."I was having a little fun, but since you are here I'll leave this upto you."Lorenzo threw the steel-poll towards Vincenzo, and he caught the heavy object like a ball."By the way, I'm going on a mission to California since my father has asked for it."Vincenzo nodded in anticipation."On your way out, give a visit to my little birdy and ask her to come into the basement."Lorenzo gave a nod of acknowledgment."Anything for you!
Elena's POV'"And now you all are going to pay with your lives."I gulped in fear, hearing the danger lying beneath his threat. Why is he involving me in it? I never did anything wrong to him, so I don't deserve this kind of treatment from him, especially after saving his life."But you saved my life, Amore, so you don't deserve this."Did he hear my thoughts? I shivered internally when he leaned closer and spoke in his dangerously deep voice."And I was thinking about doing something else with you."My eyes widened at his statement. What does he mean by that? I could feel him smirking when he felt the goosebumps on my skin. I was about to question him, but suddenly the door went open, making me freeze in the place after witnessing the person in front of me while he released his hold on me by letting me go completely while his other men caught me."C-Capo, please forgive me."My eyes went cold watching the person in front of me. What is he doing here? Isn't he supposed to be with my m
Author's Pov'Elena was sitting beside her mom on the bed after her mother got discharged out of hospital. Dahlia rubbed Elena's back in a comforting manner after Elena confessed about how her life took a drastic turn. Elena was scared, anxious, sad and nervous. She still doesn't know how to feel about the situation.Her step-dad had just traded her over to Italy's most fierce next-in-line mafia king. She was still digesting the fact that her step-dad could step so low. She had never felt so helpless before. Even after being an independent woman, she felt helpless."I can't see you sad, you know that, right?"Dahlia spoke in her weak voice. She was still recovering."He is destroying my life too, Maa. It seems like all my struggles and handwork are useless."Dahlia broke the hug and looked at Elena."Don't lose hope, Anni. Remember what I taught you?"Elena nodded her head before answering."No matter how difficult the situation becomes, never lose hope."Dahlia smiled."Right! And I
Vincenzo was leaning against the glass window of his luxurious office while smoking a cigarette. A usual smirk plastered on his face as the man in the background groaned in pain."Ahhh!"He groaned painfully again when Vincenzo's men didn't show any mercy to him, because that's what happens when you mess with the wrong person, aka Vincenzo Romano!The man's body hit the ground while he coughed blood. His face was filled with bloody bruises while Vincenzo was enjoying every second of his painful screams and pleads."P-please I beg you.. Let go of my father."He slowly turned his head towards the girl who was tied up in the corner.Vincenzo signaled his men to stop, and they occasionally did, which made that weak man kneel on his bloody knees. Vincenzo approached him with his steady steps yet dangerously. Crouching down at his level, Vincenzo's deadly gaze was piercing through his soul."This is what happens when you try to mess with me."His tone was as dark as his eyes. The man lifted
Lorenzo was about to open his mouth to say something, but the sudden knock on the door caught their attention, interrupting their conversation."Come in!"Vincenzo granted the permission.One of Vincenzo's men entered the hurriedly but bowed a little to show gratitude and respect before alerting him with a news."Capo, sorry to interrupt, but there's an emergency."Vincenzo's eyes sharpened as he waited for him to continue further."Spill!""Capo, Ms. Elena Martin is planning an escape. One of our spy informed us. She's now heading towards the bus stand since she knows that if she uses her car then we will track her within seconds."Lorenzo raised an eyebrow, amused at the fact that there was someone who was not afraid of his friend's wrath. He found it interesting, but he also knew the fact that it's not a big deal for Vincenzo to track his soon-to-be wife whether she's taking her car or not.On the other hand, Vincenzo cracked his neck in annoyance and anger. Looking up at the ceili
"Looks like you want to play hide and seek with me doll?"Saying that he started walking in her direction.Her heart threatened to come outside her ribcage as she was shaking with fear. She gulped before lifting her head but only to be gasped when he pinned her against the window."Found you!"Her breath hitched when she saw his signatory smirk displaying his lips. Elena gulped and tried to get her wrist free from his hold by twisting it, but failed miserably because every time she tried his grip only became stronger and more painful than before.His intermediating gaze never leaving hers as he watched her squirm in his hold. He was holding both her wrists with his one bare hand while holding a gun in another one and caressing her cheek with it.Letting out a heavy sigh, he spoke in his own authoritative yet calm voice."You disobeyed me. Now what should I do with you, doll?"Despite his calm voice, anger was still visible on his face like he was trying to control it with all his guts
Elena's POV'I was struggling against his strong hold on my wrist while he continued to drag me into this hell abruptly. A hell of a house which I have loathed with all my heart since the day I left it all behind to chase my dream life. As soon as we stepped inside upon noticing us, James immediately stood up on his feet from the couch.Rage filled his eyes when his eyes landed on me and shook with the same familiar scary feeling. I gasped when Vincenzo pushed me in front of that bloody monster of a stepfather while he threw daggers at me with his scary eyes. Suddenly, my childhood memories started flashing in front of me."Martins!"I flinched at Vincenzo's sudden rise of tone."Even though you loathe your daughter, but at least keep an eye on her since she is my responsibility from now on, because it is my last warning and if she tries to run again, then I'll make sure to slice your body into pieces first."James gulped visibly in fear and this was the first time I had witnessed him
Elena's POV'I walked into an empty corridor after having enough of dinner with those psychotic mafias. I sighed in relief, away from the chaos. I literally facepalmed myself after leaving from there.The corridor stretched ahead, its narrow passage swallowing the faint light from the flickering overhead bulb. The walls, once white, were now a sickly shade of gray, marred by the creeping stains of age and neglect.Each step I took seemed to echo unnervingly, amplifying the silence that clung to the air like a thick fog. My breath quickened as my heels clicked against the cold, cracked tiles—currently my only companion in this hollow, forgotten space.My heart began to pound in my chest, a frantic beat that threatened to drown out the silence, but the space was too oppressive. It clung to me, suffocating, as though the walls themselves were watching, listening, waiting.At the far end of the hallway, a door stood ajar, the dark void beyond it a black eye in the heart of the building. A
"I do."Luna declared and the moment she declared, a loud sound of glass shattering into pieces could be heard in the entire room, catching everyone's attention.Everyone gasped at the source of the voice, including Luna, and that's when her eyes met Levi's bloodshot ones. She instantly looked away, witnessing the raging anger evident in his eyes.Lorenzo went up to Levi immediately and noticed the blood oozing out of Levi's hand."What the actual fuck, Levi?"Vincenzo drawled while Elena quickly covered her mouth up on noticing the blood out of his hand."His hand needs treatment."Elena was about to get up, but Vincenzo quickly grabbed her wrist, making her hiss."Sit the fuck down."He commanded through his gritted teeth."I'm sure he can deal with his own mess.""But--"Vincenzo's one deadly glare was enough to make her mouth shut. As a doctor, she couldn't witness someone bleeding in front of her, even if it was an enemy. Levi's father didn't even come forward, nor the king. It w
"Watch your tongue, Stefano, or it will take me a second to rip it out of your mouth."Vincenzo snapped, which caused Stefano to swallow hard on his saliva because he knew that he could and nobody would question him. Elena glanced at Vincenzo and shivered visibly at how he reacted when someone called her an outsider." Stefano is right. Luca, you need a marriage alliance to gain our trust. Otherwise, it wasn't needed after witnessing your capabilities."Luca nodded his head but what he felt inside was another thing which only he knew.Stefano, on the other hand, smiled in utter victory before saying."The girl should be from our community, isn't it?"Devis nodded his head before saying."Seraphina is perfect for it. What do you sa----""No she's not."Lorenzo growled out of nowhere, catching everyone's attention, including Seraphina's who was sitting with her froster mother.Everyone was too stern to speak because no one in years had dared to interrupt the king except today. Devis gav
A huge royal dining room, sophisticated and opulent, unfolds like a scene from a regal dream.The space is vast—cathedral-like in scale—with a soaring, coffered ceiling adorned in gold leaf and hand-painted frescoes of mythological scenes. Massive crystal chandeliers, their facets shimmering like stars, hang in perfect symmetry down the length of the room, casting a soft, golden glow over everything.The dining table stretches endlessly, carved from rare dark mahogany and polished to a mirror sheen. It’s set with fine bone china rimmed in 24-karat gold, gleaming silverware, and crystal goblets that catch the light like diamonds. Velvet-upholstered chairs with gilded frames line the table, each one an ornate throne in its own right.Tall arched windows, draped in deep burgundy and gold brocade, let in daylight filtered through sheer silk curtains. Along the walls, marble columns rise between massive oil paintings of ancestors and historic moments, framed in intricate gold.A grand fire
Author's POV'"If you want, I can take you away from this pain where you won't be sad anymore."A firm, yet familiar voice interrupted Elena from behind, making her turn around to look at the person. Her eyes widened slightly after watching him lean against the garden wall while staring at her with a hooded gaze."Levi..... What are you doing here?"Elena asked calmly, covering her shock."Just watching my loved ones in pain."He stated just like that while holding eye contact with her. Elena's eyes widened before looking away. She doesn't know if his words are as genuine as him. Damn, she suspects his every word. She's not the high school who would feel flattered by her crush saying stuff like this.If anything, then she respects her boundaries."That's not the answer to----""I know, but this is Stefano's birthday party, so isn't it obvious that I would be here?"Of course, he would be present as a member of the mafia. Elena thought. Levi's presence was as important as Vincenzo's in
My eyes fell on the girl who looked innocent and young. She looks like she is in her late teens. She kept looking around and then at the cell phone in her hand. I could feel the eyes on me. Which were none other than his guards.Unconciously I approched her. She's beautiful and has a soft beauty which suits her perfectly. Her hair, long and soft as river silk, fell to the middle of her back in gentle waves, catching the light like dusk on water.It framed her face in the most effortless way, as if even the wind had learned to be gentle around her. Her features were delicate—cheekbones like petals, a nose barely a breath, and lips the shade of early blush roses. She looks perfect in all angles.There was something in her eyes, too—not just the color, which was some impossible hue between honey and storm—but the way they held stories, even when she wasn’t speaking. You’d look at her and feel that she had seen the world with a kind of softness that refused to harden, no matter what it ha
Elena's POV'The gown I wore this evening did not shimmer, nor did it boast the ostentation of embroidery or gemstones. It needed no such embellishments. It was elegance distilled—a quiet kind of power. The fabric, a deep, velvety midnight blue, clung to my form with the grace of twilight, wrapping around me, smooth and assured.The neckline swept just below my collarbone, revealing the delicate strength of my shoulders, while the sleeves, long and tapered, ended in a gentle point at the wrists—as though time itself had traced my outline with reverence. The bodice was cut to accentuate without demanding attention, sculpted in a way that whispered confidence rather than cried for it.The skirt flowed—neither too voluminous nor too tight—falling in fluid lines to the floor, where it gathered slightly like a sigh at my heels. With every step, the fabric moved with me, as if it too was under my spell. No ornamentation distracted from the pure, solid hue of the gown. Its beauty was in its
Author's POV'Before Elena could make a move by turning around, he grabbed her wrist, making her bump hard against his muscular chest, which was draped with a black leather jacket and black t-shirt beneath it, not to mention his black jeans. He was dressed casually today aside from his usual signatory formal attire."Still trying to run away from me, amore?"Her breath hitched at his deep voice and close proximity. Even if she had lived in Italy before. She still didn't understand it fully, but she was trying her best.She still didn't know what he called her in Italian, but she was sure to find it out. Her wrist was pinned behind her back by him and a shiver ran down her spine. It always does. Whenever she's with him. She can't help to shiver in his company."Even after what happened last night?"His intense voice snapped her out of the haze and a crimson red appeared on her already rosy cheeks. Since this morning, she had been trying her best not to recall their last night's encount
A yawn left my mouth, but I refused to sleep as I kept staring at his peaceful sleeping face. A conclusion popped up in my mind. So he does sleeps with me. The only difference was he left bed before I woke up.Which is somehow disappointing even if I deny it all the time, but guess what? I can't run from reality, can I? I have already witnessed what happened when I actually tried to run.I didn't sleep since he left me breathless and gave me the best orgasm ever. I never knew that it could bring me this beautiful pleasure. My cheeks flame with shyness. What am I even thinking? But I can't help but think about it because I don't even remember my past or someone who has touched me this way?Is there anyone who has touched me this way? If I force my mind to think about my past where I have lost my memory, then it will only hurt my mind. Which I can't afford. My psychiatrist advised me to never force my brain to remember the things I desperately wanted.But the loss of my memory is making