I looked at her possessively before grabbing her by the nape of her neck and pulling her closer to me, our lips a breath away.
"You are mine. Only mine. Understand?" I gritted out and she nodded slowly.
"Good. Because I'll fucking kill any man who l...
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When I opened my eyes again, I wasn't in the hospital room. Squinting my eyes, I tried to get up slowly and sat up, taking in my surroundings.
I was in a small furnished bedroom, the only furniture being a small beige couch, a dressing table, a book shelf with some books and the queen sized bed I was currently on.
The walls were an off-white colour and I saw two doors in the room, one that must lead to the bathroom and one to leave the room.
Just then the door opened and a plump woman who looked to be in her early to mid-fifties came in with a trolley of food.
My stomach grumbled at the sight and her eyes widened when she saw me up.
"Ah, you're finally awake!" She said, her voice having a thick accent to it so I assumed she must have been Italian the way she spoke.
"W–Where am I?" I asked her and she gave me a warm motherly smile that seemed to relax me.
"The master brought you here two days ago, dear, you were injured. Speaking of which, how are you feeling now?" She asked.
I lifted the covers from on top of me and sat at the edge of the bed carefully when I saw the bandages.
"I think I'm alright, thank you." I said and she smiled.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but who are you?" I asked her and she pushed the trolley towards me.
"I'm Gabriella, the housekeeper here dear. But what is your name, giovane bellezza?" (Young beauty) She said and I frowned because I didn't understand what she just said.
"I'm Dove." I said and she gave me a wide smile.
"Such a beautiful name! Dio mio, I completely forgot why I came here." She slapped her forehead playfully and pushed the trolley in front of me, making me a plate and handed it to me.
I saw the delicious pancakes and and fresh fruit and started eating almost immediately.
"This is really good, thank you, Gabriella." I said when she patted my shoulder.
"That's great, now I'll send the maids in after a while so you better finish up and they'll help you get ready." She said with a small smile.
"Ready? For what?" I asked her frowning.
"The master wants to speak to you. He has been waiting quite impatiently for you to wake up." She said but my frown only grew deeper.
