Tesoro.

While she was out, alone, probably being tortured now, he was tied up, bound by ropes, by his family who wouldn't allow him to look for her.

What kind of a man does that make me? , He thought.

-

Once again on a different day, Teresa swirled, her head swirled as her eyes opened, and they instantly shut back. They felt heavy, her head spinning, dizziness that she wanted to puke. She knew they drugged her again.

Sighing, she parted her lips, saying " If you keep drugging me... you will harm them"

She felt the coldness of no doubt another metal chair. She didn't hear anything though. The room was silent, cold even though she couldn't detect why. No wind was blowing, no air heard from an AC, just cold.

" It's general asthenia, they'll be fine"

Teresa's eyes fluttered open and the first thing she saw was a black duffel bag across the room. Laura grinned, following her line of sight and moved to crouch in front of her.

"Oh don't worry, I won't put you in it" She giggled and unzipped it, pulling the sides back and Teresa's eyes bulged seeing all the money.

"I-" She groaned, the effects of the anesthesia beginning to wear off. "I don't understand"

"Leave Teresa. Leave Italy. Go somewhere far away. I have your identity prepared. Leave Luciano" She said and Teresa could only focus on her last sentence.

Leave Luciano.

She instantly began shaking her head.

"I'm not taking his kids from him," She said slowly.

Laura stood up, with a frustrated huff. "It's this or death Teresa"

"Go fuck yourself Laura. No amount of money will make me leave him high and dry. I love him!"

"So do I!" She yelled back instantly and Teresa turned her head. That's not their fault.

"1 million dollars Teresa. A life, a non criminal life, non threatening for you and your children" Teresa didn't give her a glance as she once again said.

"Fuck you"

-

Jeevan's eyes fluttered, groaning as he shook his head, shaking off the dizziness. Though his head still hurt, he focused more on where he was. It was dark, only a few strands of light flying through the cracks. He knew his hands were bound together, and felt the tape on his mouth.

He took no time, kicking the door, but something was against it. Kicking it harder, he heard something move and he stood up, trying to look through the cracks and saw the red blanket. Repeatedly Jeevan kicked at the door over and over.

Lorenzo's head snapped just as Luciano's did, hearing the loud noise. Lorenzo stood up, his hand on his gun. "Father untie me" Luciano said, less demanding but Lorenzo shook his head, listening for another noise and he pulled his gun out, hearing the thump again.

"Untie me now!" Luciano yelled.

As that being the smart choice, Lorenzo obeyed and Luciano was handed his gun. His signature gun. Correction- new signature gun. Teresa kept having flashbacks when she saw his other, so he got a new one.

Lorenzo was walking out and Luciano realized the card was on the floor. It slipped out Lorenzo's pocket when he pulled the gun out. Confused why he had it, Luciano picked it up and for some reason, he reread it.

Then reread it.

And his eyes squinted as small things began to pop out to him. Completely dismissing what was going on in his house, he closed the door, grabbing a pen and placing the card on his desk, circling.

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