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'Hell is empty and all the devils are here.' ~ William Shakespeare

Valentinia:

Past (3 years ago)

Wow. I thought when my eyes first witnessed the bathroom. It's bigger than my parents. What person would ever need a bathroom this large?

***

Drying off, I recall the powerful, scolding jets of water relaxing my tense body. That was easily the best shower I've ever had the pleasure of having. I confirmed with my thoughts.

As I stepped into the obnoxiously large closet I noticed a various range of male and female clothing. Rummaging through the female's section I notice all of the clothes being my size. Strange. I thought. Recalling what he said earlier, I chose a black pair of jeans and a long-sleeved blacktop. There is no way I am going to be his pet. I thought.

A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts.

"Uh, come in." I said nervously, unbeknownst as to who it is.

A neatly dressed female stepped into the room, wearing black and white attire. Hair slicked back into a tight bun, resting upon her head. Her eyes were coldly dark, and she had what appeared to be a permanent scowl presented upon her face.

"Mr Morelli requires me to escort you to his office." The female stated, coolly. Her expression not wavering in the slightest.

I said nothing.

"Follow me." She ordered.

Silently, I imitated the woman's footsteps. Observing my surroundings, I notice everything is almost sinister looking. No colour. Just black and white. Chiaroscuro. Coming to an abrupt stop, a pair of large double doors glare at me.

The woman lightly knocks on the door.

"Come in." A deep, rasping voice demands.

Opening the door, my eyes connect with green. Green.

They seem so familiar. I thought.

"Sit." The same voice demands.

"Who are you?" I demanded, apprehensive.

Arising quickly from his office chair he says, "When I tell you to do something, you comply, no questions asked. Do you understand Valentinia?"

Not giving me a chance to reply. He continued.

"I'm almost positive I told you to wear a red dress. So, tell me Bambina, why did you disobey me?" He demanded.

"You don't control me." I said, angrily. I don't even know this man and he is trying to order me around as if he was my father. He kidnapped me for Christ's sake and he expects me to be all obedient and everything to be flowers and rainbows. Well, he has another thing coming if he thinks that I am going to follow his demands like an obedient pet.

Chuckling, he said. "I do. I'm always in control. I'm dominant and you, my Bella will be my submissive." He appears quite smug.

Raising my hand to slap him, he tightly caught my hand.

Stating darkly, with his jaw clenched. "I dare you to do that again, see what will happen."

Daring him, I say. "What are you going to do?"

"I will put you in your place, you are lower than me. I. Control. You." He slowly stated, his teeth clenched in anger.

"You're a misogynistic pig! You disgust me!" I say heatedly, my breaths now coming out in pants.

"Call me what you want baby, but you will always be under me. Whether that is status or under me on my bed." He said condescendingly. A smirk was positioned upon his smug face.

"Let go of me." I said angrily, trying to squirm my way from out of his tight grasp.

Releasing me, he stated. "I will never let you go Leonessa."

Abruptly, a knock prevents me from retaliating. A male with blonde hair and blue eyes steps into the room.

Green eyes and him immediately started a conversation, I decided to ignore the visitor and focus on the man with the captivating green eyes.

That's when I take in his appearance. Muscles bulge out from beneath the tight, fitted suit that he is wearing. Tattoos envelop his skin, peeking out from the collar of his crisp white shirt. He was at least 6"4, if not taller. I confirmed with my thoughts. His hair is as dark as a black rose. His face was devilishly handsome, with a sharp jaw, plump lips and a pointed nose. However, his eyes are what held my interest the most. The green intensity seemed so familiar to me.

That's when everything came crashing back to me, like a tsunami. The abducting. He is my captor.

"Are you done checking me out Valentinia?" He stated cockily, snapping me out of my trance.

"How do you know my name?" I questioned, ignoring him.

"I know a lot more about you than your name, Bambina." He said, annoyed with all of my questions.

"You don't know anything about me." I started briskly, putting up a wall, trying to calm down my heart that was beating rapidly in fear.

"Oh, buts that's where you are wrong Valentinia Rose Capo. You are 19 years old, just finished college, studied Criminal Psychology. You are an only child, parents being Vincent and Valerie Capo. However, both are too consumed in their work to care for you. So, your maid Katy loves and cares for you instead." He states knowingly.

"H-h-how do you know all of that?" I stuttered, scared at all of the information he has conjured about me. He just described my life to be in a nutshell.

"Baby, I am Valentin Morelli, Mafia Boss of Italy. Most feared. You. My Bella Valentinia is to be my wife. He stated confidently. 

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