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❝ 𝙸'𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 ❞
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If I'm in Albania then that means I've been out for more than ten hours. What did they even give me to knock me out for that long? Because there's no way a single dose of whatever they injected me with was going to cut it. They must have given me multiples to keep me from waking up.
"I do hope the room fits your accommodations . . . for now at least. Once you cooperate with me and know your place, you'll be given a much better room."
I tug on the chains holding my arms up. "I really hope you're used to disappointment because there's no way in hell I believe in something such as 'learning my place'. I add. "The only place I know is claiming my birthright as an heiress and leading the Castillo Mafia and the moment I get free from these chains and get my hands on you, I will torture you so fucking slowly that you'll practically be begging on your knees in tears for me to end your life."
"Hm . . . I'm not disappointed now. You're feisty which I can work with. However, talking back to me isn't going to work at all. But don't worry, we have more than enough time to fix you up before the big day comes."
"What big day?" I ask and he chuckles. His figure turns around and heads for the door. "Hey! Look at me when I'm talking to you!" I yell but he doesn't stop and insteads stays quiet and slams the door shut, leaving me alone in the room.
I close my eyes for a few minutes and think about what he meant by the big day. It didn't take me along to figure out because as soon as I opened my eyes, I knew.
I know everyone back in Chicago must know by now that I haven't made it back home to the mansion yet. More importantly my papá because he's the last person I talked to.
This is the second time I've gotten kidnapped. The first time I couldn't do anything because I was just a little girl. Not this time. I'm grown up now and I know the others will come to get me but I will take matters into my own hands until they do because there's no way in hell I'm going through with whatever this idiot who kidnapped me has in mind.
