CHAPTER 12

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VIVIAN'S POV

My side stomach was aching very badly. My hands were tied behind my back. I slowly opened my eyes trying to adjust to the light.

As my vision became clear I saw some guys surrounding me. Each one of them had a gun in their hand. One of them walked towards me and grabbed my arm. "Careful now! We don't want anything happening to her." A familiar voice said. Oh, I hate this voice.

My father walked in with a smile on his face. He looked at me as the guy helped me up. My father walked towards me and caressed my cheeks like I was a fragile object.

"What do you want." I spat. "Same as always. Me and my daughter ruling over this town." He said taking a step back.

"Yeah, That's not happening. I hate you and your shitty Mafia." I said. I could see he was getting angry. "You don't have a choice, darling." He said angrily. "Fuck you."

At this point, he was fuming with rage. He rubbed his forehead and slapped me. "I'm giving you one month. One fucking month Viv. Either you are joining me or losing Ethan. And I will take him don't doubt me in that." I knew he was going to give me a choice.

"You couldn't do a shit. You were and you are still useless and a fucking Coward." I grunted. He again slapped me.

"One month. And remember I'm being very generous" He reminded me and walked out of the door. The last thing I remember was being thrown in the back of the car.

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My whole body was aching. I don't know where I was. Whatever shit they are giving is very strong. I looked around, it was dark. I was in the middle of nowhere.

I checked my watch. It was 3 in the morning. I was called and tired. I slowly stood up from the bench and stretched. I checked my pockets and my phone was still in one of them.

I took out my phone. Enough battery to make one phone call. I dialled Stella's number and waited for her to pick up.

"Viv?! Where are you? Oh, thank God You are okay?" She rambled.

"Stella My phone is going to die soon, I'm sending you my location. Come pick me up please." I said. She mumbled a yes and I hung up. I quickly sent her my location and after a few seconds, my phone's battery died.

Well, there's nothing more to do than wait. I touched my busted lips and caressed the wound on my forehead.

I lift my Top slightly. A bruise was forming on my side stomach. Why can't he ask his other family to run this business? I know my father will do whatever it takes to get what he wants.

I leaned back and a sharp pain coursed through my body. "Fuck." I closed my eyes. suddenly I heard a car horn. I didn't open my eyes and waited until the car reached me.

I could hear someone get out of the car. "Viv?" Stella spoke. I slowly opened my eyes as she sat beside me. "Hi." I gave her a soft smile. "What happened?" She asked as I leaned on her shoulders. "I'm fine," I said.

"No, you are not. Viv for at least one time just admit that you are not fine. For once be selfish and care about yourself." She practically begged. A tear slipped down my eyes. "Oh, Viv." She pulled me closer to her and kissed my forehead.

"It's my father, he is alive and wants me to run his mafia with him. He has given me a month to make a decision or he takes Ethan." I said as more tears fell down my cheeks.

"It's going to be okay Viv." She said caressing my arms. "I'm with you, always."

"I know," I said wiping my tears. "Where is Ethan?"

"He is with Amanda. She stayed over." She answered. We both sat in the car and Stella started driving.

"You know, I knew I was gonna get kidnapped today." I let out.

"What?!" She almost yelled. "Calm down," I said. I reached down to my boots and removed them. I tilted them upside down and a small device fell out. I looked at it closely.

"What is this?" Stella asked glancing at the device.  "A recording device. It recorded everything while I was unconscious. " I said carefully placing it in a tissue paper. I folded the paper and put it in my pocket.

"There are other ways, Viv. For fuck sake, you are bleeding." She huffed. "Hey, it's not that bad. Plus who knows what I've recorded?" She just sighed. "I give up."

Stella's phone rang all of a sudden. "Pick it up for me." She said and I checked the caller ID. It's Ace. "You told him?" I exclaimed. "Not my Fault. You were missing and he has a lot of connections," she said defending herself. I picked up the phone.

"Hello Stella? Any news from her." He said sounding worried. "Ace, It's Viv,"  I replied.

"Viv? What happened?" He questioned. "I got kidnapped by my father." I said casually. "Well, I figured. Are you okay?" He asked. "I'm good," I answered. Is he concerned about me?

"What did he say?"

"Yeah. About that. You free tomorrow around 2?"

"Yeah."

"Alright Just decide a place, I want to talk to you about that. Preferably A place with fewer people."

He hummed in response and hung up. "Since when do you talk to him that calmly?" Stella raised her eyebrows. "Since I need his help. He has connections Stella and weapons."

"Well that's good, you two are getting along." Shesmiled. "Yeah after all this, it's going back to normal," I assured her.

"We'll see."
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