Sinful Desire 18+

2. him

Adriana

My eyes opened slowly until I got used to the bright lights around me, the last thing I remember was falling on the ground and then darkness consumed me.

I scanned the room for familar surroundings and yet I had no clue where I was. I seemed to be in a bedroom, a very expensive looking bedroom with a full body length mirror infront of me, a wardrobe and I was layed out on what felt like a king sized bed. I felt like royalty but I also felt alone and trapped.

I had been kidnapped.

I got up from the bed wincing in pain from the impact of my fall and slowly crept towards the bedroom door trying not to let the floor boards creek until the door opened in my face revealing an old woman in a maids outfit.

"Miss Romano, how are you feeling?" She asked carrying a plate of breakfast in a tray. Was it morning already?

"Uh how do you know my last n-"

"Any questions you have will be answered later when Mr Lombardi arrives from his meeting," She states placing the tray of food on the bedside table.

"Mr who?" I furrowed my brows. I'm assuming Mr Lombardi is the boss of whatever the fuck this is.

"Ah, ah, ah I said no questions" She tuts grabbing my shoulders side by side and placing me on the bed. For an old woman she really does have strong grip yet I can't deal with her bullshit any longer, I've been cheated on, witnessed a murder, drugged and now I'm in a strangers house. I need to get the fuck out.

My eyes trailed towards the open door and I took this as an opportunity to run, I sprinted as fast as I could down the long white walled hallway and down the marble stairs which were slippery as fuck and I saw the front door which was huge.

I opened it with my sweaty palms and just as I started to run outside I clashed with a hard chest which knocked me off my feet. I peered up at the man looking at me from the floor, and his face was made by the fucking greek gods.

His jaw was chiselled with a light stubble coating it and his deep brown eyes looked into my soul, I then trailed to his hands which were covered in tattoos and he could easily have them trailing up his arm to his chest but I couldn't see since his black shirt and blazer was stopping me. The hair on his haid was a dark colour to match his eyes and the gold watch wrapped around his wrist showed me that he's fucking loaded.

His aura screamed danger and power as he was looking down on me and I had a feeling he was the boss by the way he stood proudly infront of the few men behind him.

"What are you doing on the floor little girl?" He cooed smirking down on me , I also saw behind him was the same men who drugged me last night.

"Ah this is the girl," The tall man chuckled holding his hand out for mine, as much as I didn't want to I grabbed his large hand and he held me up on my own two feet but before I could start running again he lifted me by the back of my thighs throwing me over his shoulder.

"Get the fuck off of me!" I screamed wacking his back with my fists but he just carried on walking. My legs were kicking in the air and I could care less if my skirts was riding up.

"She's a fiesty one capo." A man chuckled walking behind me and I slapped my fists harder on the mans back which made him chuckle amusingly.

The large man carried me over to what seemed to be an office and I saw the other man behind us lock the door, the man sat me down in a leather seat "Lasciaci," the large man said the the other and he left out the door.
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