Trapped by the Mafia Boss

Ava Martinez ~•~ I was reluctant to listen when my papa asked me to return home for Thanksgiving weekend. It was my first year of med school and I didn’t want any distractions. Papa didn’t take no for an answer, so I had no option but to fly back to Spain to spend the weekend with my family. Little did I know that everything was about to change. I was upstairs studying when my mama yelled at me to join them in the living room. They were watching a movie together. My papa always made sure he spent quality time with the family whenever he was around. His job made him move around a lot and he made sure to use the time he had with the family effectively. I let out a subtle sigh and closed my books. I didn’t have a good relationship with my parents while growing up, so I always tried isolating myself from them. The only adult I was comfortable around was my Abuelita. It was a lazy day for me and I hadn’t done anything throughout the morning, so I stayed back to brush

Ruiz Giovanni ~•~ I had no idea what made me attracted to the girl but I just knew I couldn’t let her go. She didn’t even tell me what her name was but I asked my PI to find out everything about her. There wasn’t a lot of information about her on the internet. But I made do with the ones I could find. I knew I was in for a long ride. I mean, I killed her parents and she wasn’t going to forgive me for that. Maybe if I had seen how beautiful she had grown to be, I would have spared their lives. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t regret killing Mr. Martinez for a second. He stole from me and he deserved it. “Are you sure about keeping her in your house?” Lorenzo asked as we made our way to the car. We had an emergency business meeting to attend. “There’s something special about …. .” Lorenzo cut me short before I could even finish my sentence. “Oh please, there’s nothing special about her.” He responded in a mocking tone. I wouldn’t blame him. I always said that whenev

Ava Martinez ~•~ Several days had passed and I was still trapped inside the walls of his house. It felt so unreal how my life just changed so fast. I spent the days mourning my parents. I was angry and hurt, and even more frustrated by the fact that I couldn’t do anything about it. I hated Ruiz with everything in me. The more I saw him, the more I got angrier. I tried tolerating him for the past few days. The only solace I found was knowing that my siblings were safe. But Ruiz threatened to destroy their lives if I ever tried escaping again. The members of my father's gang and other members of my family gave my parents a befitting funeral. I couldn’t attend because Ruiz hadn’t let me leave the gates ever since he kidnapped me. He thought he did me a favor by recording the funeral for me. He even had the guts to attend after he killed them. The whole thing didn’t make sense, but I wasn’t surprised because I always heard inhumane stories about him. Initially, I

Ava Martinez ~•~ My eyes were fixed on the clock for hours. I was counting down to when Ruiz would return with my phone. I had been sitting for hours in the living room. I tried watching a movie to pass the time but my eyes always lingered on the wooden wall clock. As soon as the time struck 7 pm, the front door creaked open and I rose from the couch. My heart raced as I saw Ruiz walk into the living room. I had been waiting for what felt like an eternity to get my phone back. I didn’t see any sign of my phone. He only held a brown box that looked familiar. “Did you bring my phone?” I asked as he walked towards me. Ruiz smiled. “I brought something better.” I frowned. I didn’t want ‘something better’, I wanted my phone. “Trust me, you’d like this one better.” He said as he placed the brown box on the center table. He opened it and brought out picture frames. I had no idea how I started crying when he handed them over to me. Did he think bringing pictures

Chapter 10 Ava Martinez ~•~ The only person I hated more than Ruiz was Lorenzo. Matter of fact, my level of hatred was at the same level for both of them. At least, Ruiz tried to spare my life but Lorenzo didn’t hesitate to fire a shot at me. If Ruiz hadn’t stopped him, I would be dead by now. The irritation on my face was evident when I saw him in the living room as I went downstairs. “Where is Ruiz?” He asked as he saw me descend from the stairs. I twisted my face in disgust. “How am I supposed to know?” My voice was laced with anger and disdain. I was already in a bad mood, seeing his face just made everything worse. Before he could say anything else, I increased my pace and walked into the kitchen. I closed the kitchen door with a loud bang and then leaned on the kitchen counter. I had big plans for the day and Lorenzo’s presence was a big threat to my plans. I took a deep breath, then another one, and another one, before rummaging through the cupboard to s