They should never have met.
Each one of them lived in different parts of the world. She lived in the light, an ordinary existence while he kept to the shadows, the underworld.
But one fate encounter brought them together and no matter how hard the...
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Stella
Consciousness danced around me, the oncoming awareness pulling me into the present.
My neck hurt, waves of dizziness rocked me and fear pulsed in my veins.
Groaning, I lifted my head, my eyes shutting from the blinding light. Sucking in a breath I tried to breathe but my head was pounding so hard I couldn't focus on anything but the pain.
Taking a few more breaths I tried to move so I can get Advil.
Wait, why can't I move?
My eyes snapped open, the pain of the light lessened by my new terror.
My heart began beating rapidly when I found my hands and legs tied to a wooden chair leaving me completely immobile. I felt my body shiver from the coldness of the air, looking down I began to panic seeing I was only in my kami and boy cut panties.
"Sleeping beauty is awake." A voice snapped my attention forward where I found three men watching me, two standing and one smoking in a chair facing me. "Was wondering when you would awake."
My eyes darted around the dark, metal room while my brain struggled to remember what happened. My last memory was leaving my apartment after finding out I was pregnant and then nothing.
"She looks frightened." The man in the chair cooed making me look back to him.
I fought to keep my panic down looking at the man, is he the one who undressed me? "Who, who are you? Where am I?"
The man smirked taking a puff of his cigar. "Well doll, names Carnellio. Word on the street is you might be sleeping with Maximus Sorrentino, no?"
My body stopped trembling and froze. Maximus? Why would he ask about him? I should have gotten to know the man I was so 'casual' with. There were so many signs of him being wrong but I ignored them. And now I'm about to be tortured because I was sleeping with him.
My hand fought against the rope when it tried to automatically cover my stomach to protect my unborn from whoever this man is and what he wants with Max.
"This is where you start talking Doll." Carnellio said taking another puff of his cigar.
Taking a breath, I tried to calm myself but I didn't work, my body was trembling again. I have never been in something like this, how do people act in these situations?
"I don't see how that's your business..." I whispered making Carnellio laugh.
Carnellio chuckled standing up. "Well that's my answer. Now I need to find out if you were a one-night whore or something more significant. Maybe I can find out by the looseness of your pussy."
I flinch being called a whore. He moved his hand towards me making me snap my head back. "Fuck you, don't you dare touch me."
My head whipped to the side at his backhand, blood filling my mouth. "Don't disrespect me whore!"
