Mia's POV I glanced forward, locking eyes with the man that I expected to save me right now, especially seeing as he was the one that practically dragged me into the situation in the first place, but he was only wearing a nonchalant smile on his face, all the agitation in the abandoned warehouse seem to be coming from me and the man behind me who was holding a gun to my skull, ready to unleash a load of lead at any given time.He pressed it harder on my head as if he was trying to shove it through my ear, and even though he tried to appear relaxed, I could easily make out the terror on his face. My eyes strayed towards the men that my kidnapper had beaten black and blue as if they were nothing more than little insects as they were all sprawled on the floor with their bodies twisted at absurd angles and groaning with pain from their broken bones.It was a very gory sight for the eyes and I wish that there was some way that I could just peel it out from my memory.However, my entire at
Mia's POV After that night a lot of things changed, the most noticeable one being that my kidnapper finally allowed me to leave my room and explore other parts of the mansion. Of course, he restricted some places and told me to never go there unless I was tired of breathing and wanted to retire.Then I was able to confirm that his name was Lorenzo from when his people spoke of him. Honestly, I preferred it when I was locked up in my room because everyone was looking at me as if I was some kind of circus animal, some with curiosity and some with disgust and hate. Meanwhile, I was literally the victim here.I was the one who had been kidnapped on her wedding night.And I had the feeling that somebody was always watching me, as if they were taking turns in observing my every movement.My kidnapper, Lorenzo, also insisted that I should be eating with him whenever he found it suitable for him, meaning that sometimes I would be allowed to eat in my room but most of the time I would have t
Mia's POV The night was chillier than I expected it to be, but that was not going to be enough to discourage my plans, so I continued to entertain my kidnapper, Lorenzo.He had shown me that he was a very observant man, so if I acted even a little out of the ordinary, he might catch on to the fact that I was trying to escape and that would ruin the chances of me ever getting out of this place. He was going to punish me if he found out I was trying to escape him.I acted out my new normalcy for the rest of the day, being his passive-aggressive toy until the sun finally retired for the moon to take over the sky, and the darkness of the night enveloped the mansion.I was about to go upstairs when suddenly my kidnapper call me back and told me that he had a surprise to show me, of course, my heart began to race instantly, wondering what kind of surprise he had gotten.When I came down to the foot of the stairs, he began to search for something in his pocket and after a few minutes, his la
Mia's pov I stretched out my hand as far as it could go after that leap, hoping with everything inside of me that I will be able to grab a branch, and I closed my eyes as I felt my finger slipped through thin air. I managed to grab a branch, but it wasn’t strong enough to hold my weight.I let out the biggest sigh of relief for my body since my 18 years of existence and even though the entire weight of my body was being held just by my hands now and it was also extremely painful, I encouraged myself with the knowledge that I was closer to freedom or so I thought, because as I was trying to balance myself and move my way down the tree and found out that I had misjudged the strength of the branch and before I knew it…I was falling down to the ground and the only thing that stopped me from having serious severe injuries was the fact that I was bumping into one branch after the other that's actually scraped my face and body, dragging pieces of my flesh along with it but it somehow soften
Mia's POV That night, I knew that I really made a very narrow escape from the clutches of death, and I was genuinely grateful that Lorenzo hadn’t shot me as punishment.I decided to wipe away every thought of trying to escape from my mind at that moment.I knew my life was not something that I wanted to play with. Even though staying in this prison was tearing me apart, at least I was alive and breathing just fine.After that night when he had spared me, which of course was not enough reason for me to see him in a different light.He was still a monster to me.He had the same doctor who had tended to me when I had fainted come look me up again, apparently I hadn’t dislocated my knee but the bone shifted and needed to stay in a bandage for a few days.I did not see much of Lorenzo at all in the following days and I was mostly restricted to my room during that period as well, which I really appreciated because going outside of my bedroom was not good for my healing knee whenever I walke
Mia's POV I was lost as to why he had made me put on my wedding dress that was already ruined and looked like it had been run over by a dumpster truck, but the silent question that I didn't ask was answered as he began to stride towards me.Then, in one swift and smooth motion, he leaned down closer to me since he was much taller than I am.Then, before I could even blink, his lips locked with mine to my shock. I was supposed to pull away. I was supposed to shove him away from me instantly, because not only was he the man who had made my life miserable, but he was also Lorenzo, who was more or less a monster.But, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. At first, it was the fear of him getting annoyed at me for attempting to shove him away and shooting me with anger – but soon, it stopped being because of just that.His lips slanted over mine and I couldn’t even find the strength in me to keep my eyes open. Tingles shot through every inch of my body and when his hand came up to tug on my j
Mia's POV After he left me that day, leaving me extremely confused and lost, I wasn’t sure of what to think any longer.He had also send someone to come get the ruined wedding dress a few hours after he had exited my bedroom, and I had hastily handed it over because merely looking at it was traumatizing enough.I could never really fully wrap my head around this man and how he operates.He was deadly and dangerous. I could tell so much about him from the way he acted, and I knew that human life meant very little to him. I could see that whenever he looked at me, he despised me with every fiber of his being.But yet, he wouldn't kill me and he also wouldn't force himself on me, so what exactly did he want to do with me?I didn't see him the next day or the day after that, so I started to take that time to catch my breath and I even decided later on to try and make friends with the woman that was bringing food to my room. I realized after a while of trying to bring up conversations with
Mia's POV "A good person…" I repeated after Maria as if that was the first time I've ever heard those words being used, while also trying to imagine Lorenzo in my head as a supposedly good person.The word ‘good’ and Lorenzo in the same sentence seems like the most unbelievable combination to ever exist.Even though he was yet to hurt me, he has shown me several times that it was not something that was difficult for him to do, but for some reason, he always seemed to hesitate when it came to me. I had concluded that it was just part of his mind games.Because, that most definitely hadn’t made him a good person in my books.The more time that I had spent in the house and I kept hearing his name over and over, I realized that it actually rang a bell.Actually, it rang several times. When I was living back with my parents, I had heard his name several times but I had not paid much attention to it. However, his name was always spoken with a tone of fear between harsh whispers.I decided