Twisted Truth

Chapter Eight

ADDIE

After I was pulled into Rocco's office he demanded to know what was happening and for me to tell him the whole story. I explained that a black Sedan had been stationed outside my apartment for weeks now. He even agreed that he had noticed it too and found it odd. Rocco did ask why it was tonight of all nights I decided I was in danger. I couldn't well say I thought they were my brothers men and when I found out they weren't I panicked. I spun some bullshit lie about my anxiety kicking in. It was a barefaced lie and we both knew it.

Rocco however, didn't say anything about it and led me out of his office and into his car with a protective arm around my shoulder. Our destination still unknown to me. I do know for sure we aren't going to his apartment, we appear to be driving out of the city.

I stay silent watching out the window at all the trees passing by. I can almost feel the rage radiating off of Rocco and I can sense that the cat may be out of the bag in terms of my true identity.

I am really that safe with Rocco? Maybe they are his men?

But he did look just as alarmed when I told him what was going on. Fuck! Have I made the wrong choice going to him for help.

I'm harshly brought out of my thoughts when I notice the car has stopped and I'm being pulled out of the car.

"Out!" Rocco grunts pulling me towards the house. It's then that I notice the array of men with guns. What does this guy really do? I can't show any sort of fear, men like this feed on it. I should know.

Once we are inside I'm painfully pushed against the wall and Rocco wraps his hands around my neck, squeezing until I'm light headed. I let out a forced grunt, trying to get some oxygen back into my body which is difficult due to hands closing around my windpipe.

"Right spitfire! Your going to tell me the truth and your going to fucking tell me it now!" Rocco screams in my face. The vein at the side of his head bulging.

He doesn't get a quick reply as I force my knee up with all my strength and catch him right in the balls. I take the opportunity to then push him off me.

"Fuck!" All his men are now gathered around watching us.

"If you ever lay your hands on me like that again without my consent I will fucking cut off your fucking balls!" I pant, my own anger rising. Who the fuck does he think he is. Our audience now hooked on what their boss will do next.

"You are going to tell me the truth and that is going to start with your name! A lot of shit has gone south and it all started when you showed up out of the blue!" Rocco shouts cupping his man parts. Good, I'm glad it hurt.

"My name....my name is Addie Jones." I curse myself for stuttering. Addie you are stronger than this. Do not show weakness.

"DONT FUCKING LIE TO ME!" I jump at the sudden volume.

"You have been lying to me this entire time! Addie Jones is a fucking ghost who only turned up 3 years ago! So tell me your god damn name!"

"Adaline Webster." And with that everyone in the room has their guns aimed at me.

"You're a spy?" Rocco's question throws me off.

"Tell your men to leave."

"You don't get to make demands." Rocco stalks towards me with his gun in his hand. Strangled and the likelihood of being shot, maybe he is just another man just like my father. I seem to attract them.

I will tell him the truth but not with 10 sets of ears listening in. It's too personal, too much.

"Then you might as well just shoot me. I will tell you the truth Rocco but not with an audience." I stand my ground. I will not be treated like a weak women who can be so easily over powered by a man.

Rocco tells them all to leave and gestures me to sit on the couch.

I start off by telling him I'm in no way a spy and the thought was ludicrous. I could actually laugh at how silly that thought is but I doubt it's the right time.

Sighing I delve into my past tiptoeing over the fact that my father abused me. Explaining that after the death of both parents I went through a horrible teenage phase. The name change was to be able to start a fresh and to keep me separate from the business Daniel was involved in.

"So you know that Daniel is a gang leader?" Confusion on Rocco looks cute.

"Yes of course I know. The business started in London before I was even born and before coming over to America. I've never been involved though Daniel wanted me kept separate." He was the only one, my father wanted me thrown right in.

John Webster died before that could happen.

"I didn't know you were involved though. I started to get an idea when you were called to say someone was shot and always carrying a gun was a dead giveaway." I continue shrugging my shoulders.

"So you really didn't know anything about me?"

"No, the first time I met you properly was at the club then at Daniel's office." Rocco keeps searching for a lie but there isn't one.

I really had no idea who he was and now that I know Rocco and Daniel weren't the ones who were watching me, who is?

The feeling of been being watched is violating. I feel dirty and used. How long have they been there and I've just not noticed? Has there been been cameras in my house? Oh god I feel like I'm going to be sick! My heart rate spiking and the panic rising.

"Shh Addie you are safe here I promise. No one is going to hurt you." Rocco soothes wrapping his arm around me in a calming embrace. A stark contrast to his behaviour towards me when entering the property.

Too tired to fight him on it, I close my eyes and drift off.

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Hello Darlings!

Thank you so much for reading!

A short chapter to get us started on all the drama to come.

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What do you think will happen next?

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