Violets POV
"Are you done yet?" Vincenzo snapped.
I was eating at the place if a turtle. I was trying to avoid talking to him. Maybe he will get a phone call and leave me alone, but no he was sitting in my face watching me eat.
"Can you stop watching me eating? It is uncomfortable." I snapped back at him.
"I don't care. Just finish eating and hurry up." He rolled his eyes.
"Why is the atmosphere so tense here?" Gio asked entering the kitchen.
Paolo sighed in relief stuffing his face with more food.
"Mind your own business." Vincenzo said twirling in his chair to look back at me.
"Fucking h*ll! What is wrong with boss today?" Gio have me a knowing look.
I smirked and rolled my eyes. I was wrong with their boss today.
"Enough." Vincenzo said taking the plate from my hands and shattering it on the floor. I jumped back and looked at him with wide eyes.
"What the h*ll is wrong with you?" I screamed glaring at him.
"You are doing it on purpose flower. I have better thins to do! Yet you are enjoying yourself here! Enough is enough!" He yelled.
"You are sick." I said calmly, which fueled his anger more.
"Come." He took me by the elbow and dragged me away.
"You are hurting me." I said trying to make him leave my elbow, but he was adamant.
"We are going to talk. Now." He said dragging me to his office.
A bodyguard opened the door for us and Vincenzo threw me inside the office. I fell on the floor with a hump. My hand hurt me so much because of the fall.
"Stay away from me." I said standing up.
"What the hell is wrong with you? We were fine just a couple of days ago. What happened with you huh?" He yelled and I flinched from the volume of his voice.
"It was a mistake kissing you Vincenzo." I said.
"You are MINE Violet. Accept it soon flower!" He growled.
"I can't. You kidnapped me remember?" I crossed my arms.
"Stop it with the kidnapped crap. It has been already 2 months." He huffed sitting on his chair.
"So what? You will always be my kidnapper. I am not here because I want to be here." I sat down on the couch and glared at him.
"Enough." He got up and grabbed my waist and slammed his lips on mine. I kissed him back deep, until I remembered the situation.
I pushed him back deep, until I remembered the situation.
I pushed him back and he stumbled. He looked surprised.
"Get out." He slammed his chair, and I saw it as an opportunity to leave the office. I heard chattering inside.
"What happened?" Gio asked.
"Nothing." I said.
He gave me a look, as he started running to the office, followed by Paolo, Mario and Erico.
"It is best if you stay away for a couple of days from Vincenzo's sight." Erico said glaring at me.
"It would be a pleasure." I said.
"I WILL NEVER LET HER LEAVE!" I heard Vincenzo screaming.
I looked back towards the office. My heart beat picked up more as I heard his voice. I wish he would leave me alone. I would be easier for me.
~♡~
Vincenzo's POV
"Capo, il nostro seminterrato è sotto attacco!" A guard came in yelling.
(Boss, our basement is under attack!)
"Cosa?!" I yelled standing up.
(What?!)
I was so not in the mood. I am already fed up with Violet's drama for today. I can't tolerate anymore.
"Seguimi." I ordered my men.
(Follow me.)
"Si capo." They replied as I entered the pass code of the safe. I took my guns and gave the men theirs.
"Li uccidiamo tutti. Non ho bisogno di prigionieri." I said and they nodded.
(We kill them all. I don't need any prisoners.)
We ran out of my office all the way down to the entrance. I saw Violet from the corner of my eyes. I stopped for a second as we made eye contact.
I will be back to punish you flower.
I smirked looking at her wife eyes. She was surprised by our armor.
"Let's go." I said breaking the eye contact.
We got into our SUVs and I started driving.
"Which basement is under attack?" I asked.
"The one on the east side, near the lake." Gio said typing on his phone. I nodded and took a turn towards our location.
I knew well which bastard did this. In the end I sent him one of his men's head.
"I want to know who the fuck is playing with us." I said.
"We will soon." Paolo replied.
We were five cars driving towards the basement. I will shed blood tonight with a smile on my face. I will leave satisfied, because he thinks that he can outsmart me. What fool.
"Boss your phone is ringing." Gio said.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"Elijah." He frowned looking at the same. He should have told us this before.
"What?" I answered. A breath was all that was heard from the phone.
"Boss." There was a mistake of breath.
"What is wrong Elijah? If you want to tell me that my basement is getting attacked, then I already know." I said rolling my eyes.
"T–that is a–a trap." He said breathless.
I stepped on the breaks.
"What do you mean it's a trap?" I yelled into the phone.
"H–he is a–attacking your home. H–he knew you w–would go to the b–basement." He said. "He wants—" The phone was suddenly disconnected.
"Fuck!!" I yelled throwing the phone on Gio.
"Hey!" He yelled catching it.
"Fast call the team and Teel them that 2 cars will go to the basement, the rest will come with me to the house." I said.
They immediately started calling the teams.
"Paolo call the mansion." I said.
"Okay, 1 second." He said taking another phone and dialing the mansions number.
"Sir, there is something wrong" Greta said through the phone.
"Greta where is Violet?" I asked.
"In the garden."
Shit.
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Kidnapped by the mafia
ActionViolet Anderson, a young artist, lived in LA with her best friend, Tracy Derwin. She was living a calm life and although she stufied art, she was working in a small restuarant. Vincezo Mercanti, a 26 years old bachelor, king of the mafia in both, US...