Faithful

Chapter Fifteen

Two weeks later

"Good morning baby doll," Josh yawned sleepily as I walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a big white fluffy towel. "Morning!" I beamed. Walking towards my wardrobe and picking out some clothes... since the barbie doll incident I've avoided getting dressed by that maid like the plague. I picked out a pretty light blue day dress and dried my hair whilst Josh finally got out of bed and into the shower. I put my clothes on, put a little bit of mascara on and some flats and I was ready!

I left him to it so I could go make us a coffee. "Morning Francesco, morning nonna," I said happily as I walked into the kitchen. Nonna was busy baking fresh pastries for breakfast and Josh's moody uncle was sat reading a paper. He's always moody around me for some reason but I brush it off as I think he just doesn't like the fact I'm not Italian. Soon enough I will be though because I'll be granted citizenship as soon as I'm married. I poured the coffee into two large mugs and put in two sugars and a drop of milk for Josh and one sugar for me.

It wasn't long until Josh had come down dressed in his usual trousers and smart shirt. "Good morning everyone," he practically sang, carefully taking the coffee from my hands and giving me a kiss on the cheek. He took a sip of his coffee before saying, "Annabelle why don't we go out into the city today and have a look at the sights?" He asked happily. My face lit up excitedly. "Oh please, that would be wonderful," I cheered, carefully giving him a big hug making sure I don't knock either of our coffee's from our hands, "thank you."

He smiled happily as I let go to sit around the table. Nonna put down a basket of pastries which we all instantly began tucking into. I ate three before I was satisfied. "Seriously, how does she eat so much but stays so thin?" Francesco remarked. Josh scowled at him and gave him a menacing glare as if to tell him to back off. "I must just have a fast metabolism," I sighed. Josh's face softened and he possessively help his arm around my waist.

I didn't mind but it's a bit inconvenient. We finished our coffee's and got up from the table, waving goodbye to nonna so we could go off into the city centre. Once we'd arrived Josh refused to let go of my hand no matter where we were. As cute as it is, it can be really annoying when you want to look around and have fun but your hand has been superglued to your man's. I tried to pull to get him to let go of me but he was having none of it. "Seriously Josh," I sighed, "could you please let go for at least a.... minute..." I slowed down when a handful of very angry men stood in front of us.

Josh's grip grew tighter. "Annabelle... stay close to me," Josh ordered which caused two of the group of men to tsk... "Annabelle, come here!" One of the men shouted causing me to take a step back. I looked at them, I couldn't recognise any of them apart from... "you... you're that man from a couple of weeks ago..." I whispered, "when I was shopping for my wedding dress." He gave a gentle smile and nodded.

"Why are the Stepanov and Petrov clan working together?" Josh chucked, "I thought you hated each other." Those names sound familiar. "We hold a common interest... usually we wouldn't even work together for that reason but we have a small truce and until next year we won't fight each other," one of the men explained, "but you see that truce won't be valid if she isn't in the picture... so for now she'll be going back to Petrov until the year mark has come for me to try and take her."

Josh laughed. "Josh... just who are these people?" I stuttered, putting myself behind him to hide. "Annabelle... kitten, it's me sweetheart," a voice said, "it's Viktor... I'm here to bring you home, we were meant to be married... you were kidnapped by this man." I took a step from behind to take a look at the person the voice belongs to. "You... you liar!" I accused, "I'm... I'm engaged... to Josh!" He put out his hand over his face and sighed, "you really have lost your memory haven't you?" He moved his hand and looked at me. Ice blue eyes...