Violet's POV
"Vincenzo?" I asked with wide eyes.
"Violet where were you?" He yelled as much as he could.
"I went to the cafeteria. I am fine Vincenzo." I said trying to calm him down.
"Unprotected?" He growled.
He was unconscious a few minutes ago, when did he wake up? And he started scolding me too. What I am? 5?
"I am fine. Look I am standing in front of you in one piece." I rolled my eyes. "I thought he will be unconscious for at least tomorrow." I whispered to Gio.
"Yeah well he decided to wake up the second you left." He whispered back glaring at me. "He was yelling at us, he nearly opened his stitches." He rolled his eyes.
"Doesn't he feel any pain?" I asked.
"When you were not here I didn't think about any pain." Vincenzo snapped and I instantly felt guilty. I should've made sure that one of the boys knew where I was going.
"Sorry." I mumbled.
"Boss we caught the man." Milanio said bursting into the room.
"What man?" Vincenzo asked laying back down.
"The one who was following miss Violet." He then looked at me. "We will talk later Violet." He glared at me and I smiled sheepishly.
"Okay okay." I rolled my eyes.
After a few minutes the doctor entered the room with 2 nurses.
"Sir Vincenzo, how are you feeling? We didn't expect you would wake up soon." He said measuring Vincenzo's pressure.
"Fine." Vincenzo grumbled.
Typical Vincenzo.
"I want to leave tomorrow." Vincenzo said. We all looked at him shocked.
"Sorry Sir, but you can–"
"Yes I can. Are you the patient or am I?" Vincenzo glared at the poor doctor.
"I am the doctor." The smart ass doctor said.
"Good for you." Vincenzo replied.
"Okay doctor we will speak outside." Gio said saving the doctor from Vincenzo's rage.
"Okay." Both the doctor and Gio left the room
~♡~
Everyone left, except the bodyguards that were guarding the room and hospital. I stayed back with a sleeping Vincenzo. He tried to stay awake, but the doctor gave him medicine which made him sleep.
I was sitting on the bed next to Vincenzo's on my phone. I already spoke to Carl that I will be back to work. I missed him so much, I can't wait to go back to work with him.
Although I know very well that Vincenzo won't accept easily that I go back to work, but it is my decision. He can't force me to quit.
My mother would occasionally send me messages to reassure me that she is fine, but I was still adamant to take her away from that mother fucker Dean.
I adjusted the bed and took off my bloodied shirt finally. I needed a bath badly, but I have to wait to go back to the mansion. I put on the shirt Greta sent me. I felt better with that shirt off I put it in the bin.
I looked at Vincenzo and smiled. I laid my head on the bed and fell asleep. I was exhausted.
~♡~
I woke up to a sound in the room. I opened my eyes. It was dark. I looked towards Vincenzo's bed and froze. There was a shadow. It was putting something in Vincenzo's serum. It was a nurse the syringe was filled with something pink. The nurse looked uneasy as she fiddled with the syringe.
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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...