VISIT TO MILAN

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He cleared his voice on the other end like he was preparing a long speech. “ Your, i mean Matteo's sister is with me and would kill her if you don't release my niece "
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Daisy POV

" get up " he burst the door dragging me up by the arm roughly, his fingers digging in my skin.

I could only whimper in atrocious pain.

Reeking of my own sweat, blood and tears, i was a mess.

He brought me to what looks more like a drink bar, filled with different shapes of bottles and colors of liquid.

How deep would the wound be if i happen to crash a bottle on the side of his head ?

My eyes filled with utmost hate and anger for him, an old man, not too old with the same familiar accompany.

I gasped softly. " I saw him too at the airport with this devil "

HAD I KNOWN ? I HATE FATE !

" call him back Matteo, video call this time " Ordered Vincenzo to the same man who looks like the same age as him .

He forcefully plopped me down on a chair with a phone directed at my face .

" imma shoot y- " the familiar voice abruptly stopped from the screen as his face tweaked more clearly.

" daisy "

" uncle drago " we both called out at the same time sounding desperate.

My eyes filled with fear and uncertainty.

I couldn't believe what i was seeing - my beloved uncle, the man who had always been there for my father and Mark, was now holding a gun to a young girl's head.

"Uncle Drago, please don't do this," i pleaded, my voice shaking. "Please let her go."

I gasped, my gaze terrified at the little knife held at my neck, one tiny move, i don't want to know what would happen next .

" Zitto "

I did as told, my lips tightly sealed though trembling.

" You don't want Nicolas to know about his two kids future funeral, do you ? " Threatened, Vincenzo narrowing his eyes at the obviously scared Drago.

" Don't you dare Vin, just let her and Mark go, she didn't trespass you, you captured her forcefully and illegally ." Blundered, Drago still pointing the gun at the almost melted lady, her brown glassy eyes threatening to burst into loads of tears.

" Okay if you want to see her dead body, then shoot, don't miss " Said Vincenzo, a grim smile dancing on his lips in sarcasm .

" Shoot ?!! " I almost screamed out .

" You " Sneered, Drago jaws hardened same with his fist and knuckles reddening in anger as he let out a rash breath . " let's.. let's go "

His face popped out almost immediately and the screen appearing all black.

Vincenzo burst in a cold laugh loudly. "You don't even know what your family's into, do you, naive nelly ? "

" Mafia, illegal activities, killing... including raping." Stated Vincenzo spelling out the last word .

I felt a chill run down my spine and my heart being pierced by a million tiny needless.

My heart stopped. "No," i whispered. "Not my dad, not Mark"

Vincenzo's face hardened. " Your dad, your brother, everyone in this family is involved," he said. "It's their secret, and they'll kill to keep it."

I felt like the world was crashing down around me.

Tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably .

" Can you believe that, they left her out of the family business " Laughed an old man, the skin beneath his eyes crinkling.

" Matteo, get her back to her family " Chuckled Vincenzo darkly as he tsked walking towards the door he brought me in nonchalantly.

The air was thick with the gloom and the stench of fear.

I stood frozen, unable to tear my eyes away from my brother, mark, his face contorted in agony, his body writhing in pain.

The metal rod like cage jammed startling me as the Matteo guy didn't even bother waiting a second before leaving.

I was rooted to the spot, transfixed by the horror unfolding before me.

" Dad, Dad did a terrible thing daisy, but he was drowned in regrets, please forgive him " His voice was weak and raspy.

The words felt like they were being forced out of him, as if he needed to reveal a vague information involving Dad ?

" Mark, Mark please don't leave me, don't do this to me, someone help, please " I continuously tapped his cheeks, dragged his eye lids, leaning my ears closer to his chest and slightly feel his breath beneath his nose but NONE .

My breaths start to quicken as endless possibilities flow in, heavy lump i couldn't swallow.

" Mark ?" I murmured softly like a question.

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A/N : what do you think ? He's not dead is he ? 😏 please don’t forget to drop comments and vote.