Trying to breathe, even though there was something on my head, helpless, my hands tied behind my back, not knowing what was happening around me, even though there was only one answer to it all.
Maximilian Ruiz.
A cold sweat broke out, fear. Trying to hear something around me, just something, but there was only noise around me. Trying to shout for someone to hear me, it was impossible with the tape over my mouth.
I tried to move and at that moment I felt firm hands on my arms. Without thinking, I started to move away hysterically. Fear and only fear held me in my body.
"Calm down."
I know that voice. Maybe I'm just imagining it. Where am I. At that moment I calmed down not knowing what was waiting for me and what I should prepare for. I have to be careful. I must not allow myself to give in.
"Ahh." The pressure in my stomach from being carried on my shoulder is painful. Why does my stomach hurt so much? How have I never felt this before?
I felt someone lower me onto something soft, like a bed. Why a bed? If I've been kidnapped, they won't put me somewhere nice, but somewhere ugly.
The bag was coming off my head, but after being in the dark for so long, it was hard for my eyes to get used to the bright light.
Slowly opening my eyes, I saw, shocked and terrified, the person next to me.
Santiago.
Where is Maximilian.
"We meet again. I have to admit that I missed you, but... we're in a slightly different situation right now. We can talk calmly or we can immediately go to plan B." He pulled the tape off my mouth, not at all gently.
If I had any hairs on that part of my face, I don't have them anymore.
"What do you want?" I asked him immediately. We won't mince words.
"Revenge." He said coldly, rising from his chair and clenching his fists.
"I'm sorry, but..."
I tried to say something but in a second he was in front of me, gripping my jaw tightly.
"I don't know how much I can forgive, he can't bring my sister's face back to how it was before, not in a short period of time. What you did to her is unforgivable!" He shouted angrily.
"I want to talk to Max." I said because he's the only hope for this to calm down. I know that what Damien said was to scare him.
"My brother is busy right now, but if you want, you can see him for a moment." I need to see him.
"I want to see him." Santiago came to me and lifted me off the bed I was lying on.
He started to drag me down the stairs. This time it could only lead to the basement. I never liked the basement in my mansion.
"Spare me please!! I will never betray you again. My family needs me."
I felt sick when I heard someone's frightened voice.
"I don't want to be here." I told him but it was as if he didn't hear me.
Everything stinks. Horrible.
"You know what I hate the most and what I love the most. I hate betrayal, and I love, I adore the death of my enemies." My stomach started to turn at the words of the person I used to sit with.
Is this the same person? Or am I just a naive person who trusts everyone, and thinks everything is wonderful.
"I couldn't do it any other way, they forced me to do it!" The man who was hanging in the air with his hands tied and his appearance was unrecognizable when he was covered in blood tried to defend himself.
I've never done anything like this... I can't be here. I quickly turned around, but I kissed Santiago's chest. I feel like crying.
I want to run from here.
What can a girl like me do in this situation but surrender and what will happen, because there's no other way.
"Shh.. now watch the best part." Santiago said and turned me towards the man Max was beating. But at this very moment I died and screamed the loudest, when his bloody head flew at my feet.
Max cut off his head with a machete.
Shocked, my body started shaking. I looked quickly in front of me and saw Maximilian who was looking at me in shock because he didn't know I was here. His gaze softened when he saw me, but at this moment no one could help me.
Santiago held me tightly so that I wouldn't move, while Max was approaching me, and I just wanted to disappear. Trying to catch my breath from fear for the man I thought was the best, I started to cry. Panic, fear.
"Isabella?" He tried to put his hand on my face but I pulled away and started to cry even harder. I don't think I can breathe.
I'm going to die.
"Why did you bring her here!?" He started shouting, but I can't get this image from my head. Bloody head.
"I didn't think she would go into shock, I thought she was used to these things, being the queen of the mafia." Me? Fuck no!!
"Give her to me, fix this mess."
I couldn't fight, I just gave in to everything. I felt someone lifting me up but everything in front of me was blurry, and it was like everything was miles away.
Replaying the same scene in my head only made me even more afraid.
I don't want to be here. I don't want to be in the mafia. I want to get out of here.
Someone help me. God help me get out of here. I'll end up like everyone else who's meters underground.
"Isabella, calm down."
Someone save me!!!
I opened my eyes, all confused, looking in front of me, not knowing what was happening. I turned around and realized and felt that my hands were not tied because I could easily move from my place.
I can escape. I quickly jumped out of bed, and started running towards the door, but soon I found myself on Maximilian's chest.
"Are you going somewhere?" He asked me, to which I looked at him and moved away from him.
He entered the room and closed the door. I started looking around the room, trying to find a way out but freedom is not on my side.
"I didn't do anything. I'm sorry for your sister! I didn't know he would hurt her. I'm really sorry." I hope he understands that I sincerely meant everything I said to him.
His eyes darkened, and he began to approach me. Without thinking, without looking behind me, I stopped at the glass balcony door. He put his hands on either side and trapped me. I started to look around in panic but I didn't even know what I was doing.
"I'm scared!" That flew out of my mouth even though it went through my head, I thought I said it to myself in my head.
"Don't hurt me Maximilian. I didn't do anything to you." I don't know where these words came from, but to say I'm scared is an understatement.
"Ever since I first saw you, I've liked you, even though who would let anyone into their car these days without knowing them. Back then, I didn't know who you were, and it was all so sweet to me, and I thought to myself what a beautiful girl you are, no, beautiful. Perfect. Remember the day I dropped you off at the mansion, when you told me you were Lombardi's daughter? I couldn't believe you had anything to do with the mafia, but now in these few hours, and everything that's happened lately, I've realized that you didn't even know about your mafia back then. Yours hid it from you, and the worst part of it all is that they didn't prepare you for the things and situations that happen in the mafia. Since you were born, your life has been planned and arranged. Mafia princess. Now Mafia queen. It couldn't have turned out any better." Not believing what he was saying to me, I spat in his face. I don't know what came over me.
"You could use your saliva for something else."
Nooo!
