Alle Kapitel von TAKEN: by the Mafia Don: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

Rose's P. O. V. After having the not so interesting dinner with Samuel Curtez, I retired back to my room. As I remained there, all I could think about was what my father was up to right now. As the night dragged along, I found I couldn't sleep. Camille was already gone and the loneliness was starting to eat me whole. My hands itched for my cellphone. I felt angry that Samuel would take away my life like this. I wasn't always a sociable person; I don't often go out there and take pictures of myself with a bunch of friends and post them online. Even when I did do that it was once, during a camping week in Louisiana. I only have a few people that I could actually call my friends. And it ranged from the wannabe Alexa. She was a blond girl with brains and perfect body which earned her the position of a cheerleader and class rep. She was a pain in the arse and I couldn't call us friends, maybe we were frenemies. And then there was Monice

Roselle's P. O. V I didn't try to fight Samuel as he pulled me with him. I just let him lead me out of his office room. He takes a turn by his first right and we came into a living room. This looked like a completely different side of the house that I've never seen before. The living room is much wider and beautiful, the color of the decor and the walls mature, all a mixture of milky coffee and white with a hint of grey. I wondered if this was his side of the house. He pulls me across the living room towards the wide stairs at the side. "Where are you taking me?" I asked him curiously. I'm going to have to start a fuss if he keeps pulling me towards that stairs without telling me what was waiting for me up there. "If I was going to kill you, I'd have done it in my office room Roselle, I can hide your body better in there." He said as he pulled me up the stairs and I followed reluctantly. "I'm not

Author's P O V.THREE WEEKS EARLIER The Curtez's family were known to rank number 2 among the Italian Mafia hierarchy. After the Delmando mafia family that ranked number one in not just Italy but also countless neighbouring countries and states. Samuel Curtez was the second child of Gustavo Curtez and Amelia Curtez. Gustavo was known by everyone in the Mafia organization to be a don on his own. Gustavo was cruel and ruthless and feared nothing or anyone. He was on top of his A game and didn't give a fuck about anyone, not even his family, not even Samuel. Samuel's older brother, Pedro Curtez was the white horse of the family. He was the complete opposite of Samuel and easily the favorite of their parents. At least that's what Samuel thought. Pedro was just like their mother, Amelia. He was peaceful and reserved. Pedro always had the big dream of changing the world, just the same way Samuel wanted to change the world. Only they chose different rou

I continued to wake and pass back into unconsciousness a few times. Sometimes the bright light hurt my eyes, sometimes I'm met with a pitch darkness. I found myself drifting away once in a while until I felt the stinging sensation in my throat. I woke up feeling dehydrated. My lips hurt from being so dry and my throat felt soar. I found myself still laid on the now wet floor of the bathroom. My hair was damp and smeared on my head and forehead. My body was soaked in water, my shirt and sweatpants dampen. I didn't know how I managed to get all this water on my body. The bright light burned my eyes so I squint my eyes as I strained them towards the door. Only when I tried to move closer to the door did I find that I didn't have any strength in me. I didn't know how long I've been in this bathroom but as I tried to remember how I ended up here, I felt the memory being too distant to me. After Samuel punched me in the face, he had tossed me in here. I didn't

Roselle's P O V. I stood next to my door window the entire day until dusk sets in. Camille has been around the entire day keeping me company. Samuel never showed up and it was just better that way. Some minutes ago, Camille had informed me about the shortage of food and that he would like to drive down the grocery store to buy some things. I thought quickly in that instant. I still haven't seen any guards since the last time I was here. The only person appearing to be in this house with me after doctor Eugene left was Camille alone. If I wanted to leave, this was the perfect time to do so and I had the best plan. Camille didn't sleep here. She merely just comes around to attend to me and leave. I expected that she probably has a car that she drives in and out in every day. "Um.... Please can you please make me some coffee?" I said last minute as that was the only thing I thought of in that moment. I wanted to stall for time. "I..