Bellisima Princessa

Part 14

Ariyah's POV:

The lights had gone out, and my heart dropped. I knew that it was the electricity and not the people turning off the lights, because even the sliver of light that previously slipped under the door diminished. I had yet to see who these two people were, for the moment they pulled me in was the moment the lights had gone off. 

I was about to open my big ass mouth and most likely get hurt, when I heard a woman's voice. "Get the flashlight, stupido!" 

I couldn't speak whatever language they were speaking, but that word sounded a lot like stupid to me. I felt another pair of hands release themselves from me, and slowly but surely, I tiptoed towards where the door was. However, my clumsy past decided to catch up with me as I tripped over the bottom of my dress. The heel of my shoe had gotten caught with the fabric, and down I went. This caused a ton of commotion, and before I could even say 'shit,' the two were on top of me. One felt extremely heavy, while the other seemed to weigh about the same as I did. 

I felt a bag drop on my stomach. It was already hot in the room, and now I had begun to sweat. part of this was I was so scared. I had no clue what they were going to do to me, and an unfamiliar smell made it's way up my nostrils as the bag was opened. My hands were now secured by another hand, which confirmed my suspicions that one of these people was a woman. Claws grazed my skin as the woman moved around. Finally, after about 30 seconds digging into the bag, I heard another voice. "You call me stupid, but you're the one who has a hammer and a ton of other shit in this big ass bag. Why is it so heavy? What are you? Built like hulk?"

"Oh shut the fuck up you-"

"I always knew you were adopted because-"

"Well at least I don't have your brai-"

Tired of hearing the people who kidnapped me argue, I took a deep breath. "BOTH OF YOU, SHUT THE HELL UP! If you are gonna kidnap someone, it would be nice to tell them what you want!"

The man's voice chuckled and said "Oh. Yeah. I forgot about that." 

A flashlight illuminated his face as he grinned, resembling a Cheshire cat. His face being distorted in such a way, only to be illuminated in a sea of darkness, made me feel as if I was being inducted into the illuminati. "Shit, that's really bright. Hold on."

The strange man covered his eyes and moved to prop the flashlight up on a nearby table. Now, I was able to make out some of the features of both of these people. From what I saw, the previously scary man was drop. Dead. Gorgeous. Straight black hair was carelessly thrown into a man bun, while the sides of his hair were shaved with what looked like to be a number two razor. His eyebrows were thick, but nicely shaped. His eyes, there was something so familiar about his eyes. They reminded me of someone, but I couldn't quite place it.

The woman got in my face. "What do you want with Mariano?" 

That's why I was here? "I don't want anything with him, what do you mean?"

The man interjected. "What do you mean?"

Choosing to respond, I said: "What do you mean what do you mean? I didn't-"

Now the woman was back, and boy did she look mad. "Both of you are stupid as fuck. Forget the question. Do you know a Mariano? Yes or no."

I blinked twice. Both of them turned their heads to the side at the same time, and I found the quirk really cute. I chuckled. The woman snapped, and the man picked me up and put me in a nearby chair. The woman slowly approached me, and I was able to see the imprint of her breasts and her slim figure outlined by a leather bodysuit. Dressed in heels, I could see she was NOT here to play. Continuing to walk towards me, she put her hands on my chair and leaned forward. Forgetting the concept of personal space, she kept leaning forward. I kept leaning back. Eventually, my head bounced against the wall.