Double Mercy

8 ~ Ricci Residence

My head is killing me. I slowly opened my eyes to see I'm in bed, I had the worst dream. As soon as I sat up, there was a throbbing pain in the back of my head. 

"Fuck!" I hissed, adding pressure to my head. 

I had on my joggers from last night but instead of remaining in my tank, I had on a huge Nike sweatshirt. It smelt like Armani as did the bed. 

I looked around, did my mum reorganize my room? The walls were black, there was a large window on my left which gave a nice view of LA. My bedsheets were black with a grey-

Hang on, I don't have black bedsheets. I don't even have a large fucking window. I let out a scream, a loud one, kicking the covers off of me as I attempted to get off the bed. 

The doors opened and two men came inside, one of them being Daniel. "Get Luca!" Daniel exclaimed, walking over to me. 

I didn't stop my screaming as he came over to me. "Bro, sit down!" He yelled but I ended up kicking him where the sun doesn't shine. 

There was a baseball bat on the floor and I grabbed it, pointing it at him. "Don't fucking touch me, I have a bat," I yelled, gripping it tight. 

He rolled his eyes and stood up, taking a gun out of his waistband. "I have a fucking gun. I win," he mocks. 

I point the bat in his face as if a bat could top a gun. "HEY!" We turned around to see Luca standing at the door. 

I immediately jumped out of bed, kicking Daniel's ankle and walking over to him. "I hope you know this is kidnapping. I have the best lawyer and I'm going to fucking sue," I snapped, shoving the bat in his chest. 

"Will you put that down?" He sighs, leaning against the door frame. 

"No. You fucking kidnapped me and I need some- You KILLED someone!" I gasped, clutching my heart. 

He rolled his eyes and took the bat out of my hands. "I'm not going to hurt you. Your father is already on his way and my family is downstairs, you need to eat," he sighs. 

"My father- Oh my- Did you tell him where you found me?" I asked, looking up at him with wide eyes. 

If my father ever found out about my secret job, I'd be surely kicked out. "No! It's not my place. I told him we found you there, the rest is up to you," he says. 

I send him a small smile. "Well, Misty, nice to see you behind the mask." I turned to my right to see Daniel, leaning against a desk. 

"Excuse me?" I ask. Did he just call me Misty?

"What? It's not that hard to guess, you know. We figured it out the day we saw you at the country club. Bit useless that Luca won't let it go," he scoffs. 

"Enough!" Luca growled. 

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, "We were talking about food?" He nodded and gestured for me to follow. "Can I have my bat back? No offence but I don't know any of you and-"

He didn't let me finish as he handed me my bat back, "Thanks." We walked down a long hallway and reached an elevator. "You have an elevator?"

"We have 4 floors. 5 if you include the basement," he winked, entering the elevator. 

I thought my family was rich but this is a whole other level. "I'm guessing I was in one of your guest bedrooms?" I asked.

"No, you were in my room. We weren't going to leave you in a sell," he said. 

That explained the Armani scent I smelt when I woke up. "Cool!" I said. 

The door opened and we walked out. My eyes widened as we stepped inside a marble room. Luca whistled and gestured for me to follow.

We entered another room, a kitchen. Their kitchen was huge but not as big as I expected it to be, ours was bigger. 

"Luca!" I saw Emma smile as she walked up to us, his sisters turning their heads around. 

"You remember Viviana, her father should be here soon," Luca said.

"Of course! A pleasure, tesero. Come, eat," she smiled, gesturing for me to sit down. 

I gave a small smile to Elena and Bella who were busy on their phones. "You know, with the elevator and fancy walls I didn't expect a kitchen this small," I said. 

"This is our family kitchen. We use this every morning unless we have guests," Elena says.

It makes sense. The kitchen looked a lot homier than the one we have at our home. 

I soon was caught up in a conversation with Bella and Emma. I didn't even realise my father enter until he called out for me. 

"Dad!" I exclaimed, letting him hug me. He brought Antonio with him. "Oh, you're okay. Why the hell were you at a strip club?" Antonio asked. 

"I took Maya for work, she's a server there. And the next thing I knew, I woke up here," I explained, earning a nod from him. 

"Emma, I need to talk to Hugo," dad said, running a hand through his hair. 

Emma nodded her head, "Follow me." Dad nodded and followed, "Antonio stay with her." 

Antonio sat next to me and Bella, blushing slightly. "So, Antonio, miss me?" I ask, smirking even though it hasn't even been 12 hours. 

"Yes, I thought something awful happened to you when you didn't return home," he sighed, squeezing my shoulder. 

I rolled my eyes, dramatics. 

Antonio and Bella conversed as I finished my breakfast. Dad soon came and took us home, he didn't look too happy. I gave Luca a thanks as I exited, not realising I still had on his sweatshirt.