"Good morning, amore mio" he says to me while his mouth turning into a smirk and taking the desk chair to sit facing me but from a distance.
_________Madeleine's POV
I laid up and sat on my legs tucking them behind me gazing in the man's smirking emerald eyes. "Who are you!?, and Where am I!?" I said in a confident tone masking how my heart felt like it was going to eat itself alive.
"My name's Brook Fiore, Madeleine and you're in Italy." He said, my slipping off his tongue like silk. What the fuck?! "I'm from fucking France!— wait how the hell do you know my name?" I cursed at him anxiously.
"I know a lot of things about you, darling but I'd appreciate it if you be careful with your language" he says standing up from the chair pouring himself a glass of whiskey. I look at him with a confused look as he continues to say. "I know how your mom died during birth, your dad was an alcoholic and died in a crash, and you dropped out of college at 18." He sipped on the whiskey while sitting back down on the chair across from me.
My heart fell to my stomach and my hands became clammy as I fidgeted with my hands. My eyes opened rapidly in a fear shocked way. This man is fucking crazy, has he been stalking me or something. "W-what" I managed to say out of fear "Someone's going to drop by food and some clothes later, don't try to escape the house is surrounded by my men. Goodbye amore mio~" He says as walking out the room still wearing that nonchalant expression on his face, closing the room door and taking the glass of whiskey with him.
I try to gather my thoughts but to no avail, it just dosent make any sense I have never seen that man in my entire life so why is he so interested in me.
A few minutes later
My head turns to the click towards the doors to see a curled blonde haired women wearing black leather pants that showed her curves perfectly and a black corset top revealing some cleavage and red boots, her caramel skin matched her two toned plump lips. She comes towards me carrying a tray with Alfredo pasta, shrimp on the side, chocolate covered strawberries as dessert, and white wine as a drink and placing it on the bed in front of me.
I look at the tray realizing what food it was. "Thank you" I say letting out a forced smile at her while taking the fork next to the plate and sticking it into the pasta twisting the fork and putting a decent amount of pasta in my mouth moaning at the amazing taste. "Good?" She says to me sitting on the bed with her brown eyes staring into mine "Amazing" I reply swallowing the food taking the fork out my mouth placing it back on the plate of food. "I'm Marla" she states laying her stomach on the bed comfortably. "Madeleine" I say in response feeling comforted by her presence it makes it feel a lot less lonely "There's some clothes in the closet for you" she points her head in the direction of the closet near the bathroom door "Thank you" I answered turning my head to the TV while she got up leaving winking at me closing the the door behind her.
3 hours later
After I finished my food I put the tray in the nightstand next to me. I had gotten bored after brook and Marla had left me alone is this room for god only knows hours. I remember what Marla said about clothes for me in the closet so I strolled over to the closet and open it to see a full wardrobe. I pulled out baggy pair of black plaid pajama pants and a white cropped tank top, when I was done picking out my clothes I changed into them I had gotten bored from the time I had been in here and wanted to leave. So I walked over to the door putting my hand on the handle and pulled it open to spot a muscular man body with coffee toned hair with ocean tide orbs. He picked me up by my legs. He began walking down hallways I started kicking and yelling "qu'est-ce que tu fous, pose-moi!" It seemed he was unbothered but then he stopped walking and I was then put down in a fade gray, black, red office with two windows behind a desk in the center of the room, a grey couch with red and black pillows is on the side of the room and two black file cabinets on each side of the room. (what the fuck, put me down!)
"Tesoro" I hear a stern voice say coming from the direction of the desk I turn my head and see brook (Darling). "partire" he says to the guard and the muscular man nods to him and leaves closing the door (leave). "what are you doing" he says glaring into my eyes closing his laptop "I was bored and I didn't want be in that room all day!" I responded confidently despite my hands fidgety and sweating and I continued to say "I refuse to be in that room at this moment—" "Amore mio, calm down take a seat please." He says interrupting my protest.(my love)
I sit down on the grey couch. "Where's my shoes and my bag it has my valuables?" I asked leaning back in the couch. "There safe and you'll get them back just not today" he said in response to my question but still leaving me in the dark to where my belongings are. "Look darling, I'm not gonna make you go back in your room but I'm gonna ask you to behave and stay in the house can you handle that?"
He says making his rule clear to me. "when I feel like it" I say crossing my leg on top of the other glaring at his gorgeous mesmerizing emerald eyes while he is blabbing about some nonsense I didn't care about. "I'm gonna have someone give you a tour" he states snapping me out of my trance. "Okay" I say making sure he thinks I was listening to half the shit he was talking about earlier.Brook takes his phone out of his pants pocket to text his "someone" I assume. He then puts his phone back in his pocket and then the door opens up to see a firm males body figure with warm beige blonde toned fluffy hair that frames his face comfortably and honey shade eyes. The man shoots a glare at me as I get up to follow him out of the room. "Madeleine behave." Brook says to me in a warning tone before me shutting the door in his face.
The man with a firm body figure escorts me around the house showing me around showing me where the bathroom, kitchen, dining room, fashion designer studio, and some extra rooms. While we are walking towards what looks like the living room "What's your name?" I curiously ask the firm male body figure with beige blond hair "Luca" he answered leading us into the living room to meet previous people and some new faces.
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Hey guys!, I hope you like the story so far. I'm trying to write more but school is kicking my ass. But Anyways I'd appreciate it if some people would comment or vote. (Not forcing tho.🤭 do it if you want I don't really care.)
This chapter took a long time with editing and writing and also some personal stuff including school so I apologize about that.
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RomansOn Madeleine Hale's 21st b-day, She goes to a club to celebrate thinking nothing will go wrong on her big day. until she leaves the club and is kidnapped by the Italian mafia. A 24 year old, Brook Fiore the leader of the Italian mafia and club owner...