Lucy Greene and Enzo Russo find each other in a twist of fate and instantly desire takes them over.
But as the real world creeps in around them, it seems that fate has played a trick on them.
Lucy Greene is on her year abroad in Italy when she mee...
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~5 Years Later~
Pulling my black trench coat closer to my body as the February wind bites at my exposed neckline, I stare down at the bench coated with bunches of flowers and pictures of Amanda's smiling face.
The last words I ever said to her were on that phone call when I told her I loved her. Then a car veered up on the pavement, killing her instantly.
Wiping the tears that have fallen down my cheeks, I clutch at my chest as my heart physically aches with pain. I come here every Friday to think of her, and sometimes to ask her for advice, but there is never an answer.
I moved to Paris because it's the only place now that still feels like home. After Robert passed away it was like England was just another country in the world.
They always say that it's not the country or the house that's the home, it's the people. And, for some reason, I'm not prepared to let Amanda leave my heart just yet.
"I really miss you, Ames." I murmur, pressing my palm down on the cold inscription of the bench.
The only answer I get is the bitter wind and the screeching of tires on the road. Taking a deep, heaving breath, I begin to walk back down the road to my apartment but the sight of a black Range Rover careering towards me makes my steps falter.
Before I can blink, before I can protest, before I can scream, three men have me surrounded. I fight and flail but they press a piece of cloth stinking of chemicals to my face and the world goes dark.
I come to with a blinding headache and a light shining in my eyes so brightly that I cannot make out a singe detail in the room.
"Good, she's awake." A male voice from behind me speaks, but not to me.
"I was beginning to worry we got her dose wrong." A different voice replies, another male voice.
Testing out my limbs, I soon realise that I am manacled to the hospital grade trolley I am laying on. Struggling is futile, but that doesn't stop me trying.
"Now," a face appears in my vision, blocking the light as it looms over me, "what's your name?"
He's an older man with a cold face and cruel eyes. I bite my lip, refusing to answer. Taking mg face harshly, he begins to crush his fingers leaving my jaw creaking in pain.
"I said what's your name!" He snarls before hurling my head backwards so it slams down on the metal behind me.
Tears begin to prick in my eyes uncontrollably as the weight of the situation I'm in begins to crash around me.
"Look bitch." The other man speaks, "we don't really care what we fucking call, ten seconds to decide or you're 182 for the rest of your life."
"Luc-" I croak out, pausing for a moment, "Lucia Greene."
"Welcome to your new life, Lucia Greene." Snarls the first man as he advances on me ominously.
When he presses a piece of burning hot metal into my wrist, branding me, I scream as the scent of my burning flesh fills the room.
Save me Enzo, please hear me and save me.
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A/N
That is the end of book 1 !
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