When 19 years old, Anna Hunt moves from California to Italy. She hopes to start a new life, make friends and be a normal teenager.
Lorenzo Balotelli is the most dangerous and feared person in Italy.
He is also the boss of the Italian Mafia.
He wil...
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Why does this always happen to me? The universe must hate me. I looked around the unfamiliar room. "LET ME OUT OF HERE!" I shouted.
I wondered who had kidnapped me this time. Lorenzo's cousin? "IS THIS LORENZO'S COUSIN BY ANY CHANCE?" I yelled. "Actually, it's his brother." Someone said as they entered the room.
The man had dirty blonde curly hair, and his eyes were green. This can't be. It wasn't his dad because I would remember a disgusting face like his. This was a fake. Lorenzo's brother was dead, he told me that.
"Lorenzo's brother is dead." I glared at him. He rolled the chair opposite me and took a seat. "Is that what he thinks?" He asked. I nodded my head.
"When I was a little kid, my mom took me out to get ice cream. She said we had to stop by this ladies house. When we got to the front door the lady took me inside and my mom left. I never saw her again." He explained.
I stayed silent. I didn't know what to say. "A few months ago, my father got in contact and told me he didn't know and that my horrible mother did it behind his back. She did it because she was pregnant and couldn't handle two children." He added.
I couldn't believe the story I was hearing. It had to be a lie. "Did your father tell you, he killed your mom?" I asked. He laughed. "He did tell me that and I was glad. She was no mother to me." He spoke.
The odds that I got kidnapped by Lorenzo's brother. His brother didn't just kill me to tell me this story.
"Why did you kidnap me?" I asked. "I have people working for him, so they can tell me everything. You seemed to come up a lot. Lorenzo cares about you, so I'm going to kill you." He talked.
This guy is a psycho. Lorenzo doesn't care about me and even if he did what do I have to do with this situation. Lorenzo wasn't even born yet, so he had no say in what happened. This dude is just trying to hurt someone to make himself better.
"It wasn't Lorenzo's fault. He wasn't born yet, so he couldn't make the decision. You should be blaming your parents. Your dad is lying, you can't trust him" I said.
I knew this would make him mad, but I had to distract him from what he's trying to do. "My father reached out to me. It wasn't his fault. My mother is dead, so what should I do? Stab her grave?" He laughed.
I stayed silent. He stood up and took a pocket knife out from his coat pocket. He walked towards me and held the knife to my neck.
I'm for sure dead. I said those words before, and I'm still alive but this was different. Lorenzo was scary, but not like this. Lorenzo's brother had been through so much that if he killed me I know he would feel happier which is what he wants.
"Killing me won't help with the pain," I spoke. I saw him clench his left fist and my heart started beating faster. "What pain?" He asked curiously. He ran the knife softly across my neck, so no blood would pour out. I didn't answer and he smirked. "My name is Leonardo Balotelli." He said before he exited the room.
