A Year and 365 Days

Chapter 9

"Please take your seats and buckle up, we will reach our destination in about twenty minutes to Rome, Italy. Connecting flights to Zagreb, Croatia will be posted on the monitors outside the gate."

Shifting in my seat from a small nap, I realized the familiar city of Italy being mentioned. Damien hadn't mentioned it, neither had Alex. It was a dream of mine to travel to Rome but not while being held hostage with a gun always pointed towards me.

I was afraid to sleep on the flight, even though it was nearly nine hours. Having to get some form of sleep to stay awake I snoozed off when Damien and Alex were asleep as well. Looking through the window to the left of me, I saw the night lights of Rome, Italy.
It was gorgeous, probably the only thing I could enjoy while being held hostage. Damien woke up next to me.

"Enjoying the view sweet cheeks?" He asked as he placed his hand on mine again

I shrugged having nothing to say to the man. Not budging my hand from underneath his, I dared to ask why we were landing in Rome.

"We're spending a night in Rome. Then we will be taking an early flight to Zagreb."

My answer was flatly given. The thoughts shifted to the we're part of his sentence. I couldn't think of what would happen, all I knew was that I had to survive.

"Now buckle up." He said reaching over from my unbuckled belt from each side clipping it in around the upper part of my hips.

He clipped it in tightening it. He had a sinister smile to his actions.

The plane started descending to its path. The flight attendant said the plane would be landing at the Leonardo Da Vinci international airport. It had been five days since we left Yonkers, New York. Within the five days, I was beaten, transformed, taken across states, the Canadian border, and now I was going to be in Rome, Italy. The plane made its way to the concrete of the lit pathway. It picked up speed as the friction increased, slowing the plane down. The idling engine taxied its way to a vacant gate. We sat for a while waiting for the doors to be opened.

"You, Alex, and I are going to get you something else to wear. We need you to be looking fresh." Damien whispered as he watched the last passenger get off the place leaving only the three of us and the flight attendants

Damien got out of his seat first, then me, and then Alex. Walking in the narrow row of the plane aisles, I was surrounded by Damien and Alex bombarding me from any chance of escaping. Not that I could anymore.

"Have a nice evening." The flight attendant spoke

We exited the plane and into the crowd of seats with waiting people for the next flight. The walk to the bridge tunnel to the next terminal was a solid ten minutes. The exit provided me with fresh air as we exited the airport doors. Damien motioned for Alex to take me with him. Alex stood next to me as Damien gave him directions.

"Find her some nice clothes, and make sure she looks like she could buy a yacht."
"Alright, mind if we have some fun as well?" Alex said smirking
"Go ahead. After a while, make sure to meet me back at the Minerve."

I couldn't believe Damien was going to let this man "play with me". It frustrated me but I knew he wouldn't give a damn. After all the adventures, we'd be meeting back at a hotel. Alex and I had caught a town car and we made our way to a small block of stores, restaurants and tourists, even if it nearly 10:00pm here.

"Now Olivia, you and I are going to go in that store over there, and we're going to find you something nice enough for you to look like you could buy and sell someone."

He put his hand on the small of my back. We entered the store and came our a half hour later. We ended up getting back to the "Grand Hotel de la Minerve" as it said as we entered the extravagant hotel and to the checkers desk. The hotel was gorgeous but it was hard to enjoy as Alex and I made our way up to the room.

Click. Went the door with the key card as we entered the suite. I knew Damien was a very powerful man with lots of money, but I didn't know he'd go to extreme measures just to stay for a night. Alex dropped the bags that we had purchased at the restaurant. The living room like area of the suite contained Damien with a smoke in his hand. Alex sat on the couch across from him taking a lighter from his pocket and a new cigarette from the glass table.

"Go show Damien what we bought." Alex said

I felt disgusted as I had to strut around and try on dresses at the store. Alex gave me dresses from over the changing room door, the kind of dresses that had low neck lines, and a tight form fitting shape. He'd given me the privacy to change thank God. I found my way to through two bedrooms and into a luxury bathroom.  Taking the dark green dress from the bag, I slipped it on making sure to cover the bruise on my shoulder blade from Alex after he had slipped into the dressing room before we were leaving.

The dress was long sleeved with a low v neck exposed most of my chest. The cloth of the dress gathered like an empire waistline and formed to a fitted shape on my bottom half of my body with the hem stopping a couple inches over my knees. The dress stuck to me like glue. Putting on the tan velvet pumps that Alex had also bought, I stepped out of the bathroom.

"Let's see this beauty." Alex said outside the door

I exited the bedroom and walked into the living room area walking in front of the fireplace with a painting of the colosseum behind me.

"Woah, nice taste Alex. You think it'll be good enough?"
"Sure will, can't wait to test it out." Alex responded passing behind me to get a drink from the prepackaged kitchen.

I turned back towards the bedroom where a full body mirror was on leaned on the wall. I stared at myself then drawing my attention to Damien walking into the open bedroom door. I'd forgotten to close it.

He walked towards me as I stared at myself in the mirror watching him get closer and closer behind me where his front body touch my backside. Freezing in my spot, I couldn't stop him from putting his hands on my shoulders and slowly moving them down my body, observing the curves and slim figure I had. He ran his hands down to my hips and leaned his head between my neck and shoulder. Paths dirty feeling of his hands on my hips made my stomach turn. The feeling of lips on my neck made me cringe.

"Listen, we get out to Zagreb early in the morning, get some sleep because for a while, your going to be working your ass off. Literally." He smiled as he looked in the mirror while I stared at his reflection

Shrugging him off me and turning around to walk out the door to the next room, he shoved my hands behind my back and threw me on the bed