I waited for Sienna to introduce him.

"Chloe this is Lorenzo, my boyfriend. Lorenzo this is my sister Chloe."

"It's nice to meet you," I thrusted my hand out in his direction, but he just rudely dismissed me by putting his arm around Sienna. I embarrassedly dropped my hand back to my side. Yeah, dad definitely wouldn't like this guy.

Sienna looked disappointed but didn't say anything else on the subject, "Well Chloe, I was gonna go out to dinner with Lorenzo, I'll be back later tonight and we can catch up then ok?" She asked while grabbing her white leather jacket off the back of the sofa and heading to the door. Lorenzo was already gone.

I nodded, "Yeah ok."

She smiled.

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I had been to several charity events in the course of the seventeen years I've been alive, but none quite as important as this one. In the past, I've always been an attendee there for moral support, today though I was taking my dad's place. Everything I did reflected on him.

Everyone here was rich and dressed nicely and so far I've greeted everyone to step foot on the sandy beach. Sienna did nothing...she did nothing with that rude boyfriend of hers. He didn't even bother to dress up. He came here wearing the same thing he wore yesterday. How long before that rubbed off on Sienna?

I saw a whole new group of people approach the beach and by that I mean two new guys. They threw me mixed signals. I wasn't sure if it looked like they belonged here or in some...I don't know...scary guy club.

I decided to sit this one out and let them introduce themselves to me. This whole thing would have been a little less frightening too, if Sienna didn't decide to get up and leave with Lorenzo. Where was she going to go?

I walked a couple of steps over to the beach and stood at the edge, just before the water was able to reach my feet and soak my sandals. The wind gently blowed my sandy blonde hair and for a fraction of a second, I was relaxed. That all went away as fast as it came though once something metalish in feeling was pressed to my back.

"Do not scream, amore mia," some sort of strong, manly accent whispered into my ear. It sounded Italian, but I honestly wasn't sure.

I turned my head slightly and looked out my peripheral vision. The two scary guys I saw seconds ago were standing behind me. I don't know why he said 'don't scream', what was he gonna do to me?

Click.

It sounded like the safety of a gun was being taken off. A gun though?

Oh god.

I shrieked, now beyond terrified. I even surprised myself at how fast tears were created and streaming down my pale cheeks. "Don't cry. Just walk," the guy holding the gun pushed it into my back further, making me stumble into the ocean but catching me before I could fall. "Wrong way. Walk back up to the road, Chloe."

I was taken aback. Yes, I was the daughter of multimillionaire so my name had gotten around the world, but the fact that this man knew my name sent scary chills down my spine.

"W-who...are you?" I asked while slowly walking away from the beach and up to the road. I knew this might be my last day on earth, so why rush things?

"You don't need to know right now, Amore Mia."

The second guy walked past me a little bit, leading me to a car in a nearby parking lot. Ok, so these people aren't poor, we can at least make that assumption. The guy stopped in front of a red Ferrari 458 Italia. I only knew that because my dad had the same exact car only it was in a chrome red.

It was only a two seater though and there were three of us...

"Get in," the guy with the gun urged me inside the car before walking around the front and getting into the driver's side. The engine was revved a couple of times before the car was moving speedily out of the parking lot.

"Please...who are you? What do you want with me? Please don't kill me!" I begged as he blew through stop lights and signs.

"I'm not gonna kill you...unless I absolutely have to," he glanced at me briefly before looking back at the road. So I was either going to die via car crash or gunshot wound. "Oddly enough, you're pretty important in society today so you can help me get exactly what I want."

"Money?" I asked. I came from wealth and everyone knew it. Never did I ever think this was gonna happen to me though.

"Maybe."

"At least tell me your name."

"Why? What's knowing my name going to change?"

I stayed silent.

"Angelo."

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