Chapter 2

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Esmeray's POV:

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Esmeray's POV:

I woke up in a hospital room, scared and in pain.

I slipped out of the hospital bed and carefully walked to the already open door.

Peeking my head out and saw the hallway was empty.

I walked out and saw how I was actually in a house, a big one.

I stumbled out of the house and into the front garden, only wearing a white hospital gown.

I heard a sound from my left and whipped my head to the side to see two guards chatting.

They stopped talking and turned their heads my way.

My eyes widened, and I started running frantically to the gate, ignoring the pain I felt.

"Hey!" I heard them shout as they chased after me.

I sobbed as I reached the gates and started climbing.

I didn't get very far until strong hands picked me up under my arms and placed me down.

I quickly turned around, face to face with a man with black hair, tanned skin, sharp cheekbones, and cold, grey eyes. He was wearing a white dress shirt and black pants. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his tattoo covered arms.

He's hot! I'm calling him Mr Hot now.

I backed away from him until I was backed up against the gate.

Just my luck!

Strangely, he didn't take a single step towards me. Instead, he turned around and walked away, back to the huge castle-like house.

Relief flooded through me as I slightly relaxed.

The two male guards from earlier came running towards me. My eyes widened, and I stood there in shock and fear.

"G-get away!" I screamed at them.

They immediately backed away, and I took off running again towards the far corner of the yard.

I panted as the pain became unbearable.

I crawled behind a bush and cried in pain.

Why me?

An hour went by with me sitting there in the bush, feeling sorry for myself.

I got up and walked to the gorgeous water fountain a few feet away from the bush I had hid in.

I sat at the edge of the water fountain and put my fingers in the water, playing and giggling.

I spent the rest of the day by the water fountain until I dozed off on a nearby bench.

I woke up to heavy breathing.

I opened my eyes and saw Mr Hot staring straight ahead with a hard look on his face.

I looked at my body to see my legs in the air. He was carrying me bridal-style.

I screamed and thrashed around, making him stop with widened eyes and pull out his gun, making me scream even more.

I sobbed as he finally noticed what was wrong and put me down.

I immediately back away and stare at him, petrified.

He gives me a puzzled look as I continue to sob.

He puts his gun away, and I slightly relax.

"Cazzo," he cursed under his breath. (Fuck)

I shakily exhale, trying to calm myself down.

The girl from before I passed out came running down the hallway "is she alright?" She asked Mr Hot, glancing at me.

"She's just frightened," he answered.

I stare at the floor as I let a tear slip and I look up as I feel a hand wipe it away. The girl stood before me, smiling reassuringly.

"I don't know what you went through but I do know that you're stronger than it," she whispered.

I pull her in a hug as she stands there shocked. "Grazie!" I cried. (Thank you)

"Anytime Hun," she said as we pulled away.

"Quanti anni hai?" She asked me. (How old are you?)

"21!" I whispered and she pouted.

"I'm 17!" She sighed.

"Hai qualche famiglia?" She asked and I glare at the floor. (Do you have any family?)

"No, io no," I said harshly, ending the conversation.

I looked at my surroundings to see that Mr Hot was nowhere to be seen.

The girl led me to where I'll be staying.

"Come ti chiami?" I asked as I we reached my room. (What's your name?)

"Eve!" She smiled. "And you?"

"My name's Esmeray," I answered.

"You speak English?" She jokingly asked.

"Italian's my first language," I said proudly.

"Let me know if you need anything," she smiled as she opened the door to my room and I walked in and stared in awe.

"Wow!" I gasped.

"It's gorgeous!" I squealed as I fell into the bed.

"Grazie!" I shouted out.

Eve laughs and I look her way and smile.

"May I change my clothes?" I asked awkwardly.

"You don't have to ask me. The closet is over there," she said, pointing at a door. I opened the door and was met with a heavenly sight.

There were so many clothes and shoes. I walked in and went straight to the jumpers.

I picked out a grey Levi's jumper, black leggings, and white sneakers. I tied my hair up in a ponytail and was done.

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