Alessandra Romano- Living with her drunken and sometimes abusive father, she's accepted that her dreams will never come true. That's until, she's sold to Nicolas De'angelo.
Nicolas De'angelo- The cold business man by day and Mafia leader by night, i...
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TW: RAPE, ABUSE
"What do you mean Alessandra isn't home?!" I snap, running a hand through my hair.
"She was with you the entire time!" My mother shouts back.
After I left Alessandra at the side of the road- which was a dumb move, I expected her to go to the reception or at least call for help.
Pacing back and forth in my office, I suddenly remember that friend of hers. The one who stayed here a few nights ago.
"Find out where Alessandra's friend, the one who stayed here a few days ago, lives." I order at Luca, who was sitting at my desk.
"Abby?" He raises an eyebrow.
"I don't give two fucks if her name is Abby or Abigail. I want her address."
I continue pacing back and forth in my office, my frustration growing with every step.
What the fuck was I thinking leaving her all alone in the middle of the streets?!
"Found it." He says, after what felt like hours.
I grab my phone and key before walking out of the office. My car engine echos in the garage as I turn it on. I speed out of the mansion the second Luca closes the car door.
The twenty minutes drive turns into five as I speed through the traffic, breaking every red light I come across.
I'm out of the car before it stops, knocking on her door.
An elderly woman opens the door. "Yes?"
"Does Abby live here?" Luca asks.
"She does but you missed her by a few minutes-" My ringtone cuts the woman off.
I answer without looking at the called ID.
"Sir, your wife was brought into the hospital a few minutes ago." The words ring in my ears until Luca pulls the phone away.
"Nicolas, c'mon I have the address!" He shouts, jogging to the car.
I allow him to drive, my mind racing with to many thoughts.
This is my fault. She's in the hospital because of me.
