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November 11th, 1950- It's not over. I was able to save him and stop the invasion but I got myself captured. Now they know I am his mate, they want to use me to destroy everything instead. I have been locked up for days but I know he will save me, I can feel it but I fear for what is to happen since this hadn't occurred in my past.

As I was driving I kept checking the mirror to make sure Luca was still behind me. When we walked into the mansion both Fin and Gianni were pacing the entry hall. Gianni looked a bit confused. "Luca has something to tell you." Luca launched into his tale about how they had taken Martha hostage and forced him to help them go against Gianni. He added that Hilton had disagreed at first but the current Captain threatened his job and got him involved in it. "Why is the Captain so hell-bent on putting me away?" Luca sighed, "Twenty years ago you killed his only son."

His men followed, a well-trained unit dismantling Volkov’s operation with precision. In the center of the compound, a locked truck held the captives. Bain’s blood boiled as he saw terrified eyes staring back at him. Girls—young, broken, stolen from their lives. Cassie’s face flashed in his mind. With a single shot, he blew off the lock. “You’re safe now,” he told them. “No one will ever touch you again.” Tears, relief, whispered prayers. Bain turned to his men. “Get them out of here.”

He was building something. An empire written in blood. "Why are you telling me this?" I asked, even as part of me screamed not to trust her, not to trust anyone in this gods-forsaken place. Elena pressed the bundle into my hands. It was surprisingly heavy. "Because you're not the first royal he's captured. But you're the first one who's still alive after the first night." Ice flooded my veins. "What happened to the others?"

My mouth opened as I struggled to steady my breath. They all rubbed one last time before letting go of me. I felt it had ended. Just like that. Surprisingly, something poked at my entrance and my whole body vibrated. No, it can't be. "No!” my feet dangle over. “Let me go!” I hit on who ever it was, smacking his face and neck even upon been blind folded. Yet, I felt he remained unaffected. I wiggled as my hands are been hold and legs been gripped apart.

This boy who had helped me gain freedom, who had expressed his love for me, had just been killed by Fiorenzo. Fiorenzo was a ruthless executioner. He had killed my hope for the future. His large boat pulled alongside. Several burly men had already jumped onto my deck. I was roughly dragged before him. "Fiorenzo Ricci, you lunatic." I roared at him hoarsely. "You imprisoned me for seven years, then brought home a woman to humiliate me. I want to leave, but you refuse to let go. What exactly do you want?" "Imprisoned?" Fiorenzo looked hurt.

*Captive Home* It's past 8pm and Anna's captive is so restless as to why Julia hasn't shown up yet. He glanced at his wrist watch and that caused him to give an animal growl. Anna stared down at him and she snickered. Her captive had tied her hands back to the wooden ceiling in the basement and her legs have been hanging on the air. She was really exhausted from all the stress she's been through, worst of all she hasn't eaten nor drank water for two days.

I couldn't blame them for their thoughts but I wasn't going to let them put a halt to my plans “Time is of the essence. From the mind link, she told me she was being held prisoner by Christoff, her ex and head of the Violet army. As Zara has initially briefed you, she was on her way to me, when he captured her, intending to force her to mate with him.” A sharp sound of a cup breaking attracted my attention, I turned to see Zara dusting up the piece of shard from her quickly healing hand, her face flushed with anger, “Go on. Ignore me.”

A beautiful girl trapped in a cursed place, which starts from running away from her engagement event, to being locked up in a embroidery house. 🌞🌞🌞 “Let me go, damn it! Why are you even holding me? What place is this?” shouted Lucia. Lucia's hands were grabbed by two big men and she was thrown into the room. Lucia banged on her door the moment she found out she was locked from the outside.