Kidnapped in Italy

You are my perfect queen

Enzo Romano

Seeing baby girl talk to my father that way turned me all the way back on. When she said she loved me, sparks ignited in my heart, the things she said and did caused a lot of chaos though.

"Father, I am sorry about my girl...she tends to be...protective of me." I said with an apologetic smile. I remembered that each time Bonnie caught me with someone her face held anger. She always knew how to protect herself from the beginning, she's a strong woman and I couldn't ask for anyone better.

"Well, keep your bitch on a leash, next time!" My father yelled while looking at the scratch on his face with the mirror.

"Non è una stronza e il fatto che tu suggerisca il contrario non mi ha lasciato altra scelta!" I yelled at him then threw a knife at his shoulder.
I am so glad I had my blades sharpened, that was perfect.

(Translation: She is not a bitch and for you to suggest otherwise has left me with no other choice!)

"What the fuck has gotten into you, son! Can't you see that you're acting weak-

"I'm far from weak, Fransisco! I am a strong man who didn't abandon this business for coke! I took over at seventeen because you were out fucking or high! I earn respect or I take it, I'm a killer, Devil is what many call me and it's because of you! You made me like this, Francisco, and now...I'm going to stay like this!" I yelled then sat back into my chair with a smile.

"Yes, you are an evil little bastard, indeed. I'm glad your mother isn't alive to see the mistake she brought-

"Fuck!" He yelled as I shot him in the foot, I got up and stepped on his bloody foot then twisted the knife that lies in his shoulder.

"Talk about my mother again...and I won't be so friendly, Francisco!" I whispered in his ear as he screamed. I pulled the knife out of his shoulder then made my way back to my desk.

A knock on the door gained my attention causing me to yell "Come in" and sit back down.

"Enzo, I- what the fuck happened to you!?" Bonnie yelled while looking at my father. She looked over at me as I smirked and she busted out laughing.

"Damn, I wish I was here to see this!" She said while laughing and poking my father's bloody shoulder.
"What do you want, Bonnie?!" My father growled in a low and angry voice as he held his shoulder. She smiled and sat beside my father while crossing her legs.

"I was just checking in. Oh, and that is correct, my name is Bonnie. See, you are hot when you're not being rude." She said to him then looked at me and her face dropped.

I stood up and threw the stapler behind them as I was boiling in rage.
What the fuck does she mean?!

"He's what?" I finally asked as I made my way to her and squatted down beside her as she gulped. She tried to pout for manipulation, but I didn't go for it making he frown.

"Umm...I was j-just saying that your father is a very handsome man, a dilf! Oh my gosh, Tris would have loved you!" she said while patting his wounded shoulder. He winced a bit before rolling his eyes, Bonnie sighed and threw her head back. She then groaned aloud for attention.
"You have been in here for an hour, I'm bored!" she said in a bored tone, I rolled my eyes at her complaining and stood up.