Betrayed by Blood

Chapter 4

Third-person pov:

Adrianas' unconscious body sits in the back of Rossos' blacked-out van, sprawled out across the three back seats. The drive to the airport was hours long, upon their arrival a tall man with dark hair and a scar across one eye allowed Rosso in through a private back entrance, no passport checks needed. Adrianas' body is lifted upon a man's shoulder and taken on board a private jet going towards a secluded area in Italy. 

Rossos pov:

I enter my jet and sit at a table towards the middle of the plane near where the bar is, I wait for my girl to wake up, but she doesn't. I call servants at the house to make Adriana's accommodation as bland as possible, leaving her no choice but to side with me for upgrades on her quality of life, and other calls to my suppliers from all over Europe and the USA.

hours later

I look towards Adriana, a strange feeling growing in my chest. She should have woken up around 2 hours ago, yet shes still completely unconscious laid out across my jet's lounge. I get up and walk to my bar sitting on one of the stools. The bartender is off duty during these hours so I grab a bottle of whiskey and pour myself a glass before taking a quick swig, allowing the warm feeling to run down my throat, calming each nerve within minutes. My body tenses for a second at the subtle sound of a movement. "Hello Adriana" I say without facing her
"How did you know it was me," I can hear the fear in her voice, the fear that she so desperately tries to cover up with sternness. "What do you want from me"
"You."

Adrianas pov:
"You"
If my anxiety wasnt sky high already it definitely is now. Ive never even met this man how does he know who I am? How does he WANT me when he doesnt even know me?
"What do you mean" my voice comes out in barely just a whisper
"Your papai hasnt told you?" With a smirk. He waits for me to shake my head "years before you and I were born your father made a promise to mine that when you turned 18 you were to be married to me. A sort of alliance thing, however a few days ago your papai wanted to break the deal ending our detente. If your father wants a war he can have it."
I stare at him, speechless, I don't know what to say. My papai wouldn't do that to me would he? He wouldn't give me up like I'm a toy, a useless piece of paper, would he?
"The mafia can't mean that much to him that he'd give me up, on the contrary to what everybody else believe hes a family man he wouldnt of given up that just for a bit of peace between to mafias barely even fighting thats ridiculous! I dont believe it." I say finally catching on to his bullshit.
"Well on the contrary to what you think Adriana, both Italy and Brazil were going through one of the biggest mafia wars known when he gave you up, your father was a smart man up until he broke the deal, we told him what would happen if he did and he didn't listen anything that happens after today is his problem."
"I dont believe it" I whisper
"You dont or you wont? You cant sit around sulking for the next two hours just because daddy gave up his most darling princess. You werent made to be a leader or to fight you were made to sit about and be obedient to whats told so stop acting like you life meant anything anyways" his words cut deep, like a machete has been dragged down my spine. I knew i was never cut out for the big jobs and the fighting but hearing that come out if somebody else's mouth hurts a whole lot different.
"What is your issue?" I argue
"Your papai and his mafia, if were talking about problems blame him he got you into this mess"
Although its true hes my papai if thats what he thought was right at the time then i can move past it.
"Why was i given up to you anways" I question, I need to understand more about what everybody else kept a secret for so long.
"Im the first born son, your the first born girl thats how it happens. Its not like I decided to get stuck with you till death do us part is it?" We sit in silence for a good few minutes before I break the silence
"Why was there a war?"
"It was centuries old nobody really knows its origin but every time somebody attempts detente it fails so the war continues"
"Why are you answering my question's without hesitation?"
"Its nothing people don't already know for starters but if you're going to be my wife we may as well get to know each other."
"I am not going to be your wife" this man is sick if he believes I'm going to marry him
"Well we'll see about that Adriana"
He gets up and leaves and goes to the front of the plane and enters a room which i guess is the cockpit.