I never believed in hell. Not until I met the Giovanni's. 3 devils with no mercy.
Arik Vincenzo Giovanni made my life a living hell. I was once a normal girl, a normal girl who was turned into a ruthless killer.
There's a phrase I could never get...
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Verena Alana Ravvet:
"Any fucking time now." It sounds like the man from the club.
My whole body feels numb and my head is throbbing, but i don't open my eyes. They don't need to know I'm awake.
"Yeah, fuck it!" Another man says, and with that, freezing ice, cold water soaks every part of my body.
I jolt up at the sudden sensation.
"What the fuck is wrong with you ass holes!" I scream wiping my eyes.
They all laugh apart from that man from last night who only smirks. He stands right beside me, a little too close for my liking.
I turn to him, ripping the soaked blanket off of me.
"You drugged me!" I point my finger right in his face.
His face is insanely beautiful and the only reason i recognised him when he ripped me out of the closet was because of his scent and voice.
"Really? I never saw my own hands fly up and inject the syringe into your neck!" His Italian accent thick, laced with anger and sarcasm.
With that all of the men chuckle. I notice one man with a bucket in his hand, laughing the hardest so I glare at him.
He stops laughing but i can tell he's trying to hold in his laughter, failing miserably.
I take this moment to take in my surroundings. I'm on a mid sized bed in a huge room.
Automatically panicking i look for Tori and Zara.
There on two separate beds beside me, Satori chained and Zara staring at me cross legged.
Satori looks relieved but un-phased. I want to scream at her and tell her she should know better but that wouldn't do anything.
Zara also stares at me with relief, panic and pain. I look down to see her wrists covered with dried up blood, but from what?
She also has a small bruise on her head which most definitely wasn't there before.
Zara has a look in her eyes i've never seen before.
She's petrified.
Three tall men surround me, one of them being the man from last night and one being the man Satori ran off with in the cub.
I never caught his name when I eavesdropped through the room door.
Ricky?
I was beyond shocked when i saw him in my hotel room when the club was twenty minutes away from this hotel.
Ina complete honesty, this man is gorgeous. He's wearing a black Armani suit, the top 2 buttons of his shirt open showing the tattoos around his neck leading further down his chest.
