Kidnapped by the mafia

CHAPTER 18: Possessive

VIOLET'S POV

"Yours?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes mine." He snapped.  "We are going back home." He said taking my hand.

"No wait! That is Carl. Carl Lemer, I already told you there is nothing between us! Come meet him." I pulled Vincenzo with me. I just didn't under why he was so annoyed with me hugging Carl.

He looked reluctant but walked with me anyways. He was grumbling under his breath. I looked at our interlocked hands and blushed. I shouldn't feel like that! Get a grip V!

"Vincenzo, this is Carl." I introduced them. Carl obviously knew who Vincenzo is, since eyes widened.

"Nice to meet you." Carl said in one breath extending his hand. Vincenzo looked intimidating, and with a final cold look, he shook Carl's hand. I sighed in relief.

Everyone in the restaurant were tense. Apparently Vincenzo was quite popular in being the cold hearted beast.

I had so many opportunities to run away. We could have drove away, both Tracy and I. I could have changed my identity, yet I still went to the freestanding Vincenzo sent me to.

"I am leaving. Be at home in 2 hours." Vincenzo said coldly. I hate it when he is cold to me.

"Okay." I murmured nodding. He kissed my cheeks and left the restaurant. Now I noticed that outside, 5 men were waiting for him.

The people in the restaurant looked at us with wide eyes. Well, they looked at me. I was blushing like crazy. I was still mad at him, but ever since I met him, my life chandeliers one hundred and eighty degrees. I am not the same old fragile Violet, I was strong physically and mentally. I was able to use a gun, if my stepfather or Derek tried anything to hurt me.

"I can't believe you Violet! You always put yourself en danger!" Carl whispered–yelled.  (In danger).

"Carl please, don't start." I sighed.

"You left Derek parce quail a rejoint ungang." He rolled his eyes. (Because he hoping gang).

"Can you stop talking in half in English half in French?" I laughed trying to lighten up the mood.

"Tu es impossible V. Tu sais que quand je parle en français, ça veux dire que je suis en colère." He kept on talking in French, which I didn't understand, but the 'en colère', which meant he is really angry. (You are impossible V. You know that when I speak in French, that means that I am angry).

"Vincenzo is different. He is capable of protecting me, unlike Derek." I shrugged.

"Carl, this is her life. Let her decide." Tracy gave him a strewn look, which made him shut up.

"I always wonder why you team up with Vincenzo." I smirked.

"Because he deserves you." She winked. "Now come let's say hi to Jimmy." We both walked towards the kitchen.

"Hello Jimmy." I said to our talented chef.

"Girls! Where have been?" Jimmy asked.

"We were in Taxes." Tracy said.

"Is that what we told Carl?" I whispered to her.

"Well y– oh sh*t! I mean we were in Hawaii." Tracy laughed nervously.

I wanted to slap her.

"Hawaii? How was your trip?" He smiled at us widely.

"Amazing! We had so much fun." I squealed.

"Great! Mr and Mrs Hardyn missed you. You should go now to see them." He said stirring the pot.

"We are going now." Tracy said dragging me again.

"Just remember Hawaii okay?" I said rolling my eyes.

"Yeah yeah." She laughed, as we neared Mr and Mrs Hardyn's office.

We knocked and entered.

"My dear children!" Mr Hardyn said.

He approached us and hugged us tight. He was like a father to us. He helped us and offered us the job in his restaurant. He is the best man you can ever meet.

"Hello Mr Hardyn. We missed you." I said hugging back.

"Me to my sweet child. How was your trip?" He asked.

"Great. We had so much fun in Hawaii." Tracy replied and I sighed in replied when she remember our lie.

"That is good to hear. Come in my beautiful wife you so much. You won't leave before saying hello to her." He winked at us I loved how he still loves his wife.

"Violet?" Melanio said from the door.

"Yes? Is there something wrong?" I asked him looking at his blank face.

How will I know what he is feeling or thinking to know what is going on.

"No but please we must go back home." He said. I nodded.

"Okay we will see Mrs Hardyn first and then we will go back." I said and nodded.

"I will be waiting outside."

"Who is that?" Mr Hardyn asked.

"He is a relative." I shrugged and thankfully, Mr Hardyn didn't press on the matter anymore.

"Oh my God!" Someone gasped from the entrance.

"Mrs Hardyn." Both Tracy and I ran to our mother image in our lives.

"I missed you my children." She said kissing our heads.

"We missed you too. But we are back now." I smiled.

"Great. Carl really needs some help around the restaurant." She sighed and I laughed.

"Yes he does. But we won't be joining today. Maybe by the end of the week." I said.

"That is okay. As long as you are happy and safe." I snorted. I wanted to laugh at the word.

Living with a mafia boss is defined not safe.

"Okay now you go, I heard your cousin was asking for you." Mrs Hardyn said.

"Yeah he was." I smiled tightly.

I hated when I lied to Mrs Hardyn but I have to. I won't endanger her life just because I couldn't keep my month shut.

Once we left the office, Milanio was waiting for us near our cars.

"Are you sure everything is okay?" I asked raising an eyebrow at his suspicions behavior.

"All is totally fine. The boss needs you that is all." He said getting inside our car, while he got inside his, and we drove away.