Love Rival

Chapter 4- Does this lead into a new begginning?

We have finally arrived in Italy. It was not a long flight, but it felt long. I feel sick.

Right when we got to the airport, there was 5 cars outside waiting for us. I got in one of the cars with Nathan, sadly.

The car started to drive to our destination. It was dark out, so the city lights were shining bright as ever. It is so pretty. I love Italy.

The whole car ride, I was just looking outside at the beautiful view and the shining lights. The uncomfortable part was that I felt Nathan's eyes burning into me. I just shrugged it off.

It took the driver about 20 minutes to get to our destination. We arrived at this luxurious hotel. Nathan got out quickly and opened the door for me. I thanked him, as we walked into the hotel.

The lobby was huge. There was a lounge right at the front, and a beautiful marble staircase descending down into the beautiful lobby.

I saw this guy walking up to us. My dad stepping forward, shaking the guys hand.

"Hello my name is Mariano. I will be bringing you into your suites. Now please follow me." The guy, whose name is Mariano, said.

We followed him up the beautiful marble staircase. Mariano then opened the first suite, which was mine, welcoming me into my own suite.

I walked into the suite, and it was so luxurious and beautiful. There was a queen sized bed, huge tv, and a beautiful balcony that has a fascinating view. I could see the city lights from here.

While I was getting situated with my room, I heard a knock on the door. I got up and opened the door. My dad was standing in the door way.

"May I help you?" I asked waiting for his respond.

He nodded his head. "May I come in?" He asked and I nodded.

My dad walked in and stood by the doorway. I stood in front of him, waiting for what he has to say.

"As you may know, the ball starts in 2 days. Your dress and mask is in your bag, neatly folded. Now, I mentioned this back at home and I am going to mention this twice, please don't communicate with any other families" My dad spoke fixating his suit.

Are you kidding me? Aren't balls supposed to be fancy, communicating, and being active? I rolled my eyes as my dad cleared his throat.

"Don't roll your eyes at me young lady, you will do as I say" he said, about to leave my room as I grabbed his wrist.

"Dad.. if I may ask.. why must I not talk to anyone?" I asked.

My dad stood there quietly. I crossed my arms over my chest. My dad sighed as he said, "you will do as I say-"

I interrupted him. "Are you kidding me? Dad, I want to communicate! I must!" I shouted out.

"Hey! Don't you dare shout at me! I'm your father and you must obey me!" My dad yelled out getting closer to my face.

I walked back a step and responded, "Yeah and what about respect? You never respected me and my rights. I have the right to talk to anyone and I am not going to listen to you. You been keeping me in this shit hole for a while since moms death-"

I regretted it right there and then. I felt a sharp pain on my cheek. He slapped me. "DONT YOU DARE BRING YOUR MOTHER OR HER DEATH INTO THIS!" My dad yelled in my face.

I felt tears form in my eyes. My dad slammed my room door, as I sobbed. I needed fresh air.

I walked out of my door, walking down the descending marble staircase. I hope my fathers bodyguards don't see me, if I'm caught, I'll be dead.

I finally made it out, as I started to walk out on the sidewalk. I felt alone, and cold. The walk was peaceful and quiet. This is what I needed. I haven't peacefulness in years. I'm glad I finally have some now.

A fresh breeze hit my face as I inhaled the air. I then heard some footsteps behind me. I looked behind me and saw nothing. Maybe it's a squirrel or rat? I don't know.

I just kept walking but I kept hearing the same sound. "Okay, who's following me?" I asked, feeling a presence behind me. I turned around to see a group of men.

"Hello, what's a pretty lady like you doing out here late at night?~" Ew. I took a step back everytime they took a step foward. "Just some fresh air.. y'know?" I said nervously chuckling.

"Ah.. yes. Fresh air" they said as they targeted at me. I ran, but they kept running after me. I ran into this alleyway. I don't see them no more. I took a deep breath, but then felt someone harshly tug at my arm. It was one of the guys of the group. I tried pushing his hand off of me but I couldn't budge.

I heard a loud bang. The guy fell to the ground, laying in his pool of blood. I raised an eyebrow and look up to see a very attractive man.

He was holding a glock in his hand, and he was really attractive. He had beautiful dark brown locks, with very secretive dark eyes. He looked really fit as well.

"Uh.. who are you?" I spoke, hoping he speaks English because I mean we are in Italy.

His deep husky voice then spoke. "Hello, are you okay?" He has an amazing Italian accent as well. Wow.

I gulped then nodded slowly. He smirked as he got closer to me. I backed up, backing into a wall. I was trapped between his arms.

"You... you killed him.." I spoke looking deep into his dark eyes.

"Yeah, so?" He said, never breaking eye contact with me. We made eye contact for 10 seconds until he broke the eye contact.

"Do you need a ride back home?" He said finally backing away.

I shook my head. "You sure, bellissima? A gorgeous girl like you shouldn't walk alone" he spoke, monitoning his hand for me to follow.

I shook my head again. "Are you sure you aren't one of those freaks?" I spoke, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Feisty one, are we?" He smirked. I rolled my eyes. I finally annoyling accepting his offer. I followed him to his really expensive car.

"You like?" He said, leaning against his car. He had a whole ass lambo.

He then kindly opened the door for me. He got in after me, and started his car.

"This is going to be a fast ride" he said chuckling. I smiled, as he drove off. The car ride was a awkward, uncomfortable silence. The silence was thick, you can cut a knife right through it.

"So your from Francia, aye?" He said, turning his head over to face me.

"Yep" I said, looking out the window.

"Wait.." His eyes then averted to me, catching his attention.

"How do you know I'm from France?" I said, looking over at him.

He chuckled then said, "I just know. You look French and you have an accent"

I nodded. We arrived at the hotel. I'm so exhausted and now I'm really going to get caught.

"Thanks for the ride, appreciate it. Grazie" I said about to open the door but he stopped me.

He got out of his car, and opened my door. "No problem, bellissima" He said placing his hand over mine, helping me out of his vehicle.

"Goodnight" I said. He winked in response. I was walking off, when I then felt a hand over mine.

"I didn't catch a name. What's your name?" He said, looking deeply into my eyes.

"Davina. Davina Genovese. Yours?" I said, smiling waiting for this kind, gentleman to respond.

"Matteo. Matteo Costello"