Violet's POV
We exited the hospital, and the SUVs were waiting for us outside. Bodyguards were everywhere.
"Do you have cars other than the SUV?" I asked Vincenzo.
"Yeah. I will show them to you." He said and I nodded.
We got into the cars while people looked at us and whispered. Obviously Vincenzo was accustomed to these things because he didn't care, but I was shrinking to his side. I sighed in relief when the bodyguards closed the cars doors.
We were finally approaching the mansion. I was tired and I can't wait to have a bath. The SUVs stopped in front of the double doors of the mansion. Gio and Paolo helped Vincenzo out of the car. I followed them inside the mansion. Greta welcomed us with cookies.
"Welcome back boss." She smiled at Vincenzo. He nodded at her.
I rolled my eyes at his behavior. He can smile at least, the poor woman was worried about him.
"Take me to my room." He said to Gio and they nodded taking the elevator. I gaped at it. Since when did we have an elevator in the mansion? Our gaze locked and he smirked as the elevator door closed.
I went up taking the stairs and went to my room. I instantly went to the bathroom and took my clothes off. I turned on the shower and waited for the water to become hot. I entered the shower and relaxed instantly under the hot water. I smiled contently as I massaged my head with the flower scented shampoo.
Once I was done, I put a towel around my body and left the bathroom. I screamed in surprise when I saw Vincenzo laying on my bed. I put a hand on my heart and tried to ease the beating.
"Hello flower." He smirked. He tried to stand up and managed to do so.
"What are you doing Vincenzo? You should be resting." I said trying to make him sit back down.
"Do you remember what happened before I got shot?" He said looking at me.
"W–what? I asked.
"You were pushing me away." He growled. I looked up at him and shivered.
"S–sorry." I rolled my eyes. "But I had a good reason." I shrugged.
"Yeah, I heard you when I was in the coma." He smirked again.
FLASHBACK
"Hey. I know I was giving you a hard time, but I was afraid of my feelings for you. The truth is, I l–iked you. It is hard for me to like you when you, I won't say kidnapped, but took me against my will. Things would have been batter if you asked me out on a date." I laughed and took his hand in mine. "I want you to wake up, so I could argue with you again. Wake up soon please."
END OF FLASHBACK
"Y–You did?" I blushed deeply. It wasn't meant for him to hear me. I didn't know that it is true that he can hear us, while in the coma.
"Yes. And I want to punish you flower." He took my elbow and we both fell on the bed.
He was laying on his back, while I was laying on his chest. Our nose were touching and I blushed even more. I tightened my hold on the bathrobe.
"I was afraid to fall for you Vincenzo. I don't want to have feelings for you like that. We didn't meet on 'good terms'. But after you got shot, I changed my mind. I want to have feelings for you, I don't care anymore." I said.
"I don't care if you didn't want me flower. I want you and I get what I want." He smirked and kissed me. I was stunned but after a second I kissed him back.
"No mister, you will have to work hard to have me." I said winking at him and standing up.
"Is that so?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah." I crossed my arms on my chest.
"Boss." There was a knock on the door.
"What?" Vincenzo snapped.
"The man is down. He is going to die at the hands of sir Erico." The bodyguard said.
"Okay I am coming." Vincenzo said.
"Can I come?" I asked stopping him from getting on the wheelchair.
"No flower. Last time you were in the dungeon, you didn't come out good." He said giving me a stern look.
"Please Vin. I want to see the man who was following me, and why he was following me." I pleaded with him, and gave him a puppy eyes.
"Okay. You will be only on the questioning. Once I start the torture you leave. Do we have a deal?" He asked seriously.
"Yes we do." I smiled helping him on the wheelchair.
"Just let me get dressed real quick." I said running towards the walk in closet. I put some jeans and a shirt on me and exited it.
I pushed the wheelchair towards the door and opened it.
The bodyguard helped me with him, as we walked towards the elevator.it was so elegant and it was covered with mirrors from the inside. Vincenzo was wearing black pants with a white shirt, and I knew that soon it will turn to a red color. I don't mind it anymore. I feel like I am getting used to it, especially with all the abuse from my step-dad, it helped me get used to it.
We arrived at the dungeon and we stepped out of the elevator. I pushed Vincenzo's chair and followed the bodyguard. We were all silent. No one spoke a word, until we arrived at a cell with a mental door. The bodyguard pinched a code and before we entered, Vincenzo stood up.
"Vin–"
"I am not going there on a fucking wheelchair."
In the middle of the room, like the previous time, the man was tied to a chair, blood covering his whole face. I wanted to gag but restrained myself. Erico stood to the side smirking at the man.
"Speak and tell boss everything you told me." Erico smirked at me. I looked at him with a questioning look.
"What is going on here?" Vincenzo asked when he noticed how Erico was looking and smirking at me.
"Violet you are so going to love this." Erico said.
Vincenzo turned towards me.
"I want to know what the fuck is going on." He snapped at me.
"I don't know I swear." I said and he turned back towards Erico.
"Cut the crap Erico and let this motherfucker speak. I want to know what he has to say now."
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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...