Chapter 5

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On the previous chapter...

'Noo pleasee. Let me go'. I stribbeld against the men. He pulled my pants down, another man did the same thing to my mother. I saw my brother dead on the ground, with a bullet between his eyes. My father fought against 4 men. I felt something inside of me.

I don't know what is happening but looking at my mothers face, it was something bad. After a couple minutes the man left me alone. I looked down and saw blood. All I saw was blood. All I heard was my mothers scream. And then they sliced her neck open. I'm front of me.

I went to the kitchen to get a knife. I hid behind the kitchen cabinets. Waiting for someone to come so I could kill him. I saw a man coming closer. I held the knife tighter. Then I stabbed him in his leg.

'You little bitch'. He yelled and went after me. He threw a knife at me. I was limping around the house with a knife in my leg, searching for my dad.

I woke up, screaming. I looked at the time it was 3am. I got up and went to the bathroom. I looked like shit tears were forming in my eyes, I was sweating everywhere. I got into the shower and sat down.

Thinking about how fucked up my life is.

Madeline's POV

After my shower. I wore my other pyjama's, the same one just another color. I picked out red this time and I did my hair up in a ponytail.

I went downstairs to the kitchen because I was hungry. Before I left my room, I grabbed my gun, just for safety reasons.

I went down the stairs till I heard noises coming from the kitchen. I loaded my gun and checked around me while going to the kitchen. I heard footsteps so I hid behind the wall. When I heard the footsteps almost next to me I kicked the person in the stomach. I saw that it was a man.

I threw some punches on his face till he grabbed my wrists and turned me around so my back was pressed at his front. I felt a knife pressed to my throat.

'Why aren't you sleeping'. It was Alessandro. I try to move out of his grasp but he is too strong.
'Why aren't you sleeping'. I repeated his question
'I was hungry and I don't sleep at night'. He turned me around. He brought his head closer to my ear, I could feel his breath on my neck.

'You know you shouldn't creep like that in my house. It can be dangerous, I could've killed you'. He whispered and traced the knife carefully down my body.

'Maybe I like the danger. You had the chance to kill me but you didn't. The next time I have the chance, I will kill you'. I whispered back
'I like to see you try'. He smirked devilishly and brought the knife close to my face. I looked at him and licked the tip of the knife.

He got distracted so I kicked him and twisted his arm so the knife fell. I took my gun from my waistband. I wanted to shoot him but he dodged it

'Goddammit'. He mumbled and kicked the gun out of my hand. When he wanted to come closer, he got held back by Carter and Noah. That wasn't enough for him so three other guards came. No one held me back so I came closer to punch him but Carter threw me on his shoulder.

I slapped him on his back. 'Let me go'. But he brought me up to my room
'Che cazzo di puttana. Volevo Mangiare'. I yelled at him (the fuck bitch. I wanted to eat)
'That didn't look like you wanted to eat cagna. You almost killed the Don. Sit down, I will bring you some food. Don't come out of your room'. He warned me

As if I'm going to listen to him. I opened the door and was immediately stopped by Carter. He pushed me back inside the room and locked the door. Merda I can't do shit. I went over to my windows to see if they are bullet proof. And they were. I can't break those windows. I was officially locked up in my own room.

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