Kidnapped by the mafia

CHAPTER 27: Realization

Violet's POV

"Shut the fuck up!" Vincenzo boomed. I jumped back, the bowl of cereal fell from my hands.

"Vincenzo you have to listen to what he have to say." I heard Gio saying.

"Fine. Parlare." Vibcenzo said coldly. (Speak.)

"Capo, la stanno minacciando." I heard something break. (They are threatening her.)

"Ucciderò ogni anima che oserebbe avvicinarsi a lei." Vincenzo said in such a voice that even without understanding anything I shivered. (I will kill any soul that will dare come near her.)

"Si Capo." The man said sighing.

"V what happened?" Tracy asked looking at the shattered bowl.

"Nothing I was startled by Vincenzo loud voice." I shrugged and bent down to pick up the broken pieces.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Vincenzo yelled. He startled me and I managed to cut my hand with the glass.

"Shit! Tracy get Greta to come pick up the pieces." He said.

"Okay." Tracy left leaving us alone. The burning sensation of the big cut on my palm was too much to bare.

"I can't believe how reckless you are Flower." Vincenzo's voice was soft.

My head shot up and I looked at him. His eyes were soft as he gazed at me.

"I am sorry, but someone could have walked on the broken pieces and hurt themselves." I said holding my palm.

"Come with me." He said pulling me towards a room that wasn't mine. I frowned but followed him anyway.

"Follow me to the bathroom." He said taking his suite jacket off.

I looked around at what looks like Vincenzo's room. Everything was dark. The king sized bed was covered with black sarin sheets, the curtains were gray, the walls were white. His desk that was situated at the corner was black too.

"Come on." He urged me and I followed him to the huge bathroom. It was breathtaking. I looked around forgetting about the cut palm.

"Sit here." He pointed too the bathing tub. I sat on it and he took the first aid kit. He put betadine on it and I hissed. I bit my lip forcefully. Vincenzo looked at me as he applied the burning substance, from under his lashes. He applied a little more. Once he was done, he stitched the wound, since it was pretty deep.

When he was done he took his hand and freed my lip from my teeth. It was bleeding from how hard I bit it. He kept my hand in his as he caressed it.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked breathless.

"Like what?" He smirked. I rolled my eyes and removed my hand from his cleaning my throat.

"I have to go see how Greta is managing." I walked passed him, but he held my elbow and turned me towards him. Our chest collided as we gazed in each other's eyes. Our connection was so intense.

Do I like him? What is this feeling inside of me? I can't love him. He kidnapped me after all. I kissed him, yes but would I accept him? I don't think so.

"V–Vin we have to–" He cut me off.

"Vin?" He raised an eyebrow.

"What, you don't like the name?" I asked shyly.

"I do. I like everything that comes out of you." He winked still holding me by my waist and pulling me closer. Or noses touched and I felt suffocated.

I was barely able to breath, but I felt safe.

I felt safe in his arms. I never wanted him to let go of me. But I can't let this going on. I can't let anything happen between us.

We can't be together. We are totally opposite. He is a Mafia boss and I want a normal life. I can't have feelings for him. He was someone that wouldn't be able to have me a normal life. And that is exactly what I want and need. I don't want my life to be constantly in danger. I barely escaped the clutches of my step-dad.

"I should go." I said stepping back. I could see that he was disappointed.

I forced myself to walk out of the bathroom. It is for the best. I can't like him. I can't have feelings for him.

"I am sorry." I whispered leaving the room. I ran down the stairs with my injured hand hurting me.

I can't let him in. I can't.

I kept running, until I left the mansion. I kept on running and running, not knowing where to go. I didn't want to run away, I want him to let me go.

When the time is good he will set me free. I will forget everything that happened here. No more Vincenzo drama.

"Violet!" Someone yelled as I kept running and running with tears falling freely on my face.

If I wanted to leave and never look back, then why my heart is hurting that much.

"Violet stop!" Many voices were yelling behind me but I didn't stop. I was tired, but I didn't stop.

I stopped when I reached a lake. I was barely able to breath. I was choking on my tears.

"You can't escape from me." A voice boomed in the forest.

"I am not." I whispered sitting on the edge of the lake, waiting for him to come and take me back. I sat there looking at the happy birds.

"Violet!" Vincenzo yelled over and over again.

I buried my face in my legs and sobbed.

Why was my life so complicated. I barely know him, why would it make me cry. This was to much. I should shut down this feelings.

"I am here." I yelled. Suddenly I heard footsteps. I looked back and saw Vincenzo halting. He looked tired and like he run for thousands of miles.

He was panting with blazing eyes. If looks could kill I would have been playing cards with Hades.

"Why did you run away?" He shouted.

"Nothing." I replied wiping my tears.

"Are you crying?" He asked with wide eyes.

"I am fine Vincenzo really." I said taking a smile.

"Did I hurt you hand?" He asked and I felt guilty.

"No no. You did not." I said showing him my perfect hand.

"Then what is it?" He asked.

"I needed some time alone." I shrugged.

"Fine." He said turning his back to me. "Erico bring her home." His voice was cold and I sighed.