Kidnapped by the mafia

CHAPTER 14: Possessive

Violet's POV

"Oh come on V. Don't be mad." Tracy said laughing.

"Really? My face was bleeding like it's having its first period and he said TINY scratches." I huffed crossing my arms.

"You are so dramatic." She laughed more.

"Oh fine. When you get hurt I will laugh in your face." I smirked and she rolled her eyes.

"We are going back to the mansion." Vincenzo was ordering his men.

I looked at him, while he left the warehouse. He looked good. Scratch that he look hot as h*ll. He had a scowl on his face, his hair was disheveled.

He looked like a model.

Which took  my breath away. And it shouldn't have. He is my kidnapper after all. I should hate him.

Why couldn't he be an old grumpy old man? It would have been easier to hate him. I am feeling a pull towards him, and it is not good. Really not good.

"Come on Violet." He took my hand and my heart skipped a beat.

Stupid heart.

I internally scowled at it, hate it wouldn't calm the f*uck down.

We got inside one of his car and he started driving.

"What about Tracy?" I asked looking back at her talking with Gio.

"She will follow us with Giovanni." He then put his hand on my thigh.

What's with all the touching today?

"I missed the Cafe today." I said sadly. "Can I go tomorrow again?" I asked hopefully.

"No." He said instantly and I frowned.

"Why not?"

"Because I could have f*cking lost you today! You could have been shot and hurt!" He yelled.

"Who's fault is that?" I yelled back.

"YOU ARE MINE VIOLET! Get this inside your small pretty head! I won't let you go, just like I wouldn't let anything happen to you." He said the last sentence calmly.

"I don't want this f*cking life Vincenzo." He tensed when I said his name.

"Say it again." He said in a deadly voice.

"What?"

"Say my name again." He said pressing on the brakes.

"Are you crazy? We are in the middle of the road!" I yelled.

"SAY IT!" He yelled. What's with him constantly yelling?

"Fine. Vincenzo. Happy now?" I asked him glaring at him.

"Very." He had a smug look and started driving again.

I laid my head on the seat and closed my eyes. The incident replayed again in my head and I cringed. I just have had enough from my stepfather and always being in danger with him, now I am living the danger again.

I really can't take it anymore, but it seems like Vincenzo won't let me leave anytime soon.

"Why me?" I asked suddenly.

"What?" He send me a glance.

"Why me? Why did you take me?" I asked him.

"Because flower you are a challenge. You are a mystery and I want to solve it." He said.

"Mystery? You are wrong. I have nothing mysterious about me." I snapped.

"We are here." He said as we entered the mansions gates.

Once the car stooped, I exited it quickly and entered the house. I ran to my room and closed the door with a bang and locked it.

"What do you think you are doing?" He didn't say anything. He just walked towards me. "S–stop." I said. I was shaking. He was so close to my face.

He put his hands around my waist and pulled me towards him. Our faces were inches apart.

"You do not disrespect me." He whispered his minty breath fanning my face. "You do not walk away from me." He put his hand on my cheek.

"I—"

"Shh." He put his finger on my lips. "You are mine Flower. Accept it soon or you will face the consequences. I am ready to give you the world. But I will not let you go." He said.

"I don't want that. I don't want anything. This is a dangerous world, where I don't want to belong." I said.

"I am afraid you don't have a choice." He said backing away.

"I hate you."

Why did I feel like I was convincing myself?

"Goodnight Violet." He said as he took off his shirt and pants. My eyes widened.

"What are you doing." I asked him.

"Getting ready for bed." He shrugged.

He laid on the bed.

Shirtless. In his boxers only.

"You are naked. Put on a shirt and leave." I yelled trying not to be distracted by his muscles and tattoos.

"Come here." He said.

"No." I huffed.

He suddenly stood up and walked towards me.

"Stay back." I squealed.

He scooped me in his arms and threw me on the bed following me. I tried to get out but he secured his arms around my waist.

"You are mine." He whispered in my ear.

I was roo tired to argue with him. I closed my eyes and sleep welcomed me with open arms.

Dream

"No stop it!" I yelled. He walked towards me like a predator.

"You are a fucking burden! I wish you would die." He yelled in my face slapping me.

"No please stop. I didn't do anything." I whimpered.

"Tsk tsk, you have been a bad girl Violet." He smiled.

"You are disgusting." I said.

"What did you say?" He said plunging the knife that I was using to chop the onions, in my arm.

I screamed as I fell on the floor in the puddle of blood. I screamed and screamed until I fainted.

I woke up startled. I was sweating and shaking. I was alone in bed. Vincenzo was nowhere to be seen.

I got up and went to the mirror. I took off my shirt and looked at the scar that night left on my arm. I traced it with finger.

I was never disgusted with my scars. They showed me strength. I just wasn't ready to tell the stories behind them.

Suddenly there was a scream.

A feminine scream.