MAZE POV
ahhhhhhhh god I need to stop with the alochol I have a humongous headache and my body feels dead
pealing my eyes open the events from last night came flooding back
I quickly jumped up, i was on a really comfortable bed in a room that's twice the size of my apartment
white walls with a bed in the middle a night stand next to it two floor to ceiling windows and four doors
the door on the same wall where my bed is leads to the balcony
the one on the right leads to the most georgous bathroom I've ever seen
and the door on the left leads to a walk in closet that empty except for two plastic
trying the door that leads out it was locked I sigh and walked back into the closet
not knowing what's inside that is killing me inside and just making my headache worst so I opened them
the smaller bag had a pair of undergarments that were from victoria secret and we're my size and a the bigger bag had a sun dress which was also my size
putting the things back into the bag I ran to the bathroom and barfed my guts out I don't know if it's from the panic or from last night's wild night
getting up from hugging the toilet I found an unopened toothbrush on the sink
taking it out the packet and putting toothpaste on it I began to brush my teeth
getting rid of morning breath alochol breathe and vomit breathefinally looking up in the mirror I saw someone I taught I'd never see again
staring back at me was the broken little girl I tried to run
I tried to give her a better life
dried up tears stained my cheeks, my make up smudged and running down my face beaches of the tears my hazel eyes look black and dull my hair looked like a birds nest and I got blood running down the left side of my head the dress that I wore was tworn and dirty and my shore were no where to be found
not caring whose clothes were in the closet I took them an took an hour long shower
as I was putting the dress on the door suddenly opened I froze when I heard the sexy voice that belonged to the devil
"I see you found the outfit I left" he has a thick accent that I can't quite put my finger on- wait omg he's Italian " however I do apologize that it's not much as you see I was not expecting company"
taking a deep breath I turned around damn so it wasn't the alochol talking he really is the most georgous man I've ever seen
I believe gods a woman
dressed in a t-shirt and sweat pants stands the grey eyes devil before me
taking one for the team .. I've got nothing to lose "where the hell am i"
"well you see bella you've seen too much, and I won't want someone to interfere with my business" he says taking a step closer and pulling something from behind him
hes going to kill me
he puts his hand out and I flinch, he was a bit taken back by that "are you okay?" he said slowly as if trying to comfort me
how the hell can he comfort me he basically kidnapped me
"ummm this is for you" he held out a box "I would've left it with the rest of clothing but it was just delivered" with the sketcher box in hand he smile and push it lightly into my hand
his hand gently touched mine and it was electric
I awkwardly pulled away and opened the box, the box held a purple and pink blended colour that matched the sundress
gently putting the box on the bed and taking the boots out they fit perfectly
smiling at him "thank you" I said sticking out my hand maybe it's because I want to feel the electric shocks again "I don't believe I've introduced my self" he looked at me like I've lost my mind, I don't blame him "Im Mazikeen"
he tilted his head at studied me putting my hands in his larger ones he flipped my hands and brought it to his mouth kissing my knuckles
okay damn gentleman if he's a devil out side and also a gentleman I wonder what he's like in bed
why the fuck am I thinking about why he's in bed
okay maze get taht taught out of your head he kidnapped you for gods sake and he killed a man infront of you
"how rude of me" he began and I could feel the blood rushing to my face I was blushing hard what the hell is wrong with me " Matteo Giovanni" he smirked and let go of my hand I miss his touch NO NO I don't miss his touch "it's a pleasure to meet you Mazikeen"
"the pleasures all mine, now could you tell me" okay breathe maze "where the fuck am I am who the fuck are you"
"well cara, your in Canada" my heart just stooped I could feel my blood being drained froom my face
(darling)I can't be in Canada I swore I'd never come back what if the bastards is back what if
he'll hurt me again what if Matteo bring us back, what if he's here to finish the job"no no no I can't be here anywhere but where please dont let him get to me" I cried tears staining my cheek I could see through blurry vision Matteo doesn't know what to do I don't think he expected that to come out of my mouth
pushing past him or trying to push past him to run he grabbed me and held me still I pushed him off and sat on the bed
"Mazikeen what are you talking about?" he asked as he close the door
so he's not teaming up with my so called father to kill meI need to get out of here
I ran to the balcony and let me tell you we are far up it about a 35ft drop but at the bottom of the balcony is a pool so I'll land in water maybe I'll make it out alive
I've got nothing to lose
climbing up on the rail "I'm sorry mom"
I whispered as Matteo eyes were wide as he figure out my next move but before he could do anythingI jumped
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Mrs.Mafia Giovanni
RomanceShort story stripper with a bad child hood kidnapped and forced to marry 💍 ~~sexual content~~ ~~indecent language~~ ☆MY FIRST STORY ☆ *NOT EDITED* (read on and vote)😊