Chapter 3

• The splash of water on my face made me conscious as my eyes popped open and I gasped for air.
• I had been taken.
• Kidnapped.
• My eyes moved quickly around my surroundings, it seemed like an abandoned building.
• Is this where he planned on killing me?
• I wondered as my heart raced in fear.
• They’ll find me dead, in my night gown.
• Embarrassing.
• No one is even going to look for me, I had no family.
• I wonder what Rosa would be doing now?
• My thoughts scattered around my mind as I struggled with the rope that tightly bound my hands and legs.
• “Stop struggling.” The same words. I looked up to face my kidnapper, and it was him.
• His blue eyes were becoming a familiarity and I hated it.
• He sat calmly on the chair opposite me, and removed his suit jacket.
• He scrutinized my appearance audaciously as my face reddened due to my self consciousness.
• The least they could have done was to let me change my clothes.
• I sighed deeply as I hated the gnawing feeling the silence we sat in caused.
• “Are you going to kill me?” I asked him with fake bravado.
• “Do you want me to?” He said as he cocked his left brow.
• “No.”
• “What then makes you think I want to kill you?”
• “I am pretty sure, you didn’t snatch me from my home to sit and talk.” I responded with sarcasm a she frowned.
• “Matter of fact, that’s what we are doing.”
• “What?” I asked him.
• “Sitting and talking.”
• “Who are you?” I asked him after a brief pause.
• “The main question is who are you and what were you doing in that room?” Another man in black pants and a vest asked his arms were covered in tattoos and he had brown eyes that looked the same with the color of his buzz cut.
• “What room?” I asked them in pretense.
• “I suggest you help yourself by answering truthfully.” The blue eyed man threatened. He was scary. Very very scary especially with the way he played with the knife in his hand.
• “I went to use the restroom.” I answered.
• “It was urgent.” I added as I noticed their looks of disbelief.
• “Are you serious?” The man on vest asked.
• “Yes.”I replied as the blue eyed man nodded. One of the guards standing few feet away walked towards me with a bag in his hand.
• Before I could comprehend what was happening, the bag was on my head tightly wrapped as I suffocated.
• “Oh my…why…I am being…serious.” I rushed out, coughing and gasping for air after his lackey pulled off the bag from my head and backed away.
• “What did you see there?” He asked.
• “Nothing.” I croaked out. He nodded again and the guard walked towards me again.
• “I am being honest…please…” I pleaded in fright and frustration.
• “If you don’t speak, I’ll hunt down your entire family and kill them too.” He said to me as he stood.
• “That’s not possible and I am not lying.” I muttered.
• “You underestimate me…Matteo, what was her name again?” He snarked as he turned to the man in vest.
• “Rosa Sparks.” He stated as my hairs stood and my eyes widened.
• Not Rosa. She has been good to me.
• “Ah, yes. Beautiful Rosa, the bartender.” He continued.
• “No…don’t hurt her. She knows nothing.” I pleaded again.
• “What did you see?” Matteo asked me.
• “Nothing!” I yelled as the tears began to pop in my eyes.
• Why couldn’t they just believe me?
• “Then why did you run?” Matteo asked.
• “I was scared.”I admitted with a sniffle as the tears began to fall.
• “Scared of what?” He asked as he pointed the knife towards me.
• “Scared of you!.” I shrieked in anger. My reaction must have surprised him, as I watched him lower the knife.
• “I saw the body when I ran out and I saw the blood on your sleeves.” I added calmly.
• “It wasn’t hard to put two and two together.” I continued.
• “Is that why you messed up my shoes?” He asked me as I frowned.
• “No…that was purely a mistake. I’m a light drinker.” I confessed. He nodded again and my panic increased. I shut my eyes tightly waiting for the bag to be tightened on my head.
• “Untie her.” I heard him order.
• “Are you setting me free?” I asked hopefully as I opened my eyes. He looked at me with a stoic expression and sat down.
• “Kill her.” He ordered as my face turned pale.
• “What…no…no, please wait.” I begged as the guard pulled me roughly from the chair.
• “I said kill her, she’s a loose end.” He repeated.
• “I’ll do anything, please….please.” I begged him. I couldn’t die yet.
• “You don’t have to do this…please. I am not going to say anything, I promise..” I continued as I struggled with the guard.
• “Don’t make me repeat –“
• “She’s calling again.” Matteo interrupted.
• “Matteo, for fuck sakes, tell her I’m busy still.” He snapped.
• “She’s persistent.”
• “Give it to me.” He commanded as Mattei placed the phone on his hand.
• “I’ll be there soon.” He said to the other person on the phone call.
• “Yes. I’m being serious.”
• “Here.” He said giving Matteo the phone.
• “What did she want?” Matteo asked him.
• “To attend the council’s meeting.” He stated with a deep sigh.
• “You told her you didn’t want to?”
• “Yes. I thought I made myself perfectly clear.” He answered Matteo.
• “That’s how she is, you have to show her that you’re actually serious.” Matteo advised.
• “Do I look like I’m joking?” He asked with annoyance as I scanned the room for an escape.
• “Well show her.”
• “How?”
• “Do what she wants.” Matteo suggested as he stood abruptly.
• “Are you out of your fucking mind?”
• “That’s the fastest way to get out of this…and you know it.” Matteo stated adamantly.
• “You can hire someone.” Matteo added after he chuckled.
• “She’ll make her investigations, you know that.” He said as he calmly sat.
• Was this creep bipolar?
• “What about her?” Matteo asked as he pointed at me.
• “You’re joking.”
• “I’m not. She has the features, and the best part is she has no family.” Matteo persuaded as I frowned.
• “No…no–“ I began.
• I wanted no part in their plans.
• “She’s alone. Easy to get rid of.” He concurred as he smiled creepily.
• “Exactly.” Matteo stated with a smirk.
• They looked like two evil twins.
• “Do you want to live?” He asked me.
• “Yes.” I stated.
• “Then be my wife.” He said as my eyes squinted in confusion.
• “What?” I asked as I watched him stand and pull me out of the guards grip roughly as my body jammed his.
• “Marry me…or you die.” He stated as I stared at him my mouth opened in shock and confusion.