Matteo's Untouched Property (#2 UP Series)

Prologue

Matteo POV

"W-Why?" Anger bubbles up inside me when Leonardo's young wife starts to sob. I can't fucking do this, I had never wanted this, only years of training and a shit life helped me keep an emotionless expression.

I cross my arms, when I feel my finger itching to help her, but I can't.

Her tiny body starts to shake and her gaze darts around the room, she's completely helpless and I can relate with her at this moment.

She looks up at me, betrayal burning bright in her eyes, but the fear overrides her as she lets out a soft sob. I may have not known her that well but my heart breaks at the sight of the tears falling down her cheeks.

"Head up Roslyn dear, or else I start with that cute face of yours." Camilla's voice rings through the room, pulling me away from Roslyn. What I wouldn't give to wring the little bitches neck, but I can't.

Roslyn's body visibly stiffens when she sees the knife in Camilla's grip, I know she won't touch her, under Lucien's orders but I can't read her sometimes. I know their fucking, but Lucien doesn't give out special treatment just because she keeps his dick wet.

"Good girl." Camilla advances and when the scream escapes Roslyn's throat, I bite the inside of my cheek until I taste blood. Camilla doesn't let up and the poor girl starts struggling in her restraints, but she can't twist away. I had done them myself.

"I said do not. Fucking. Move" Before I can interfere, Camilla delivers a harsh slap to Roslyn's voice, making her completely halt and stare blankly up at her, unshed tears swimming in her eyes.

God forgive me.

Apparently it wasn't enough that Roslyn was almost hysterical with fear when Camilla started to trail the knife up her thigh. To her stomach. I can see Camilla's psycho grin from here, and suddenly I'm taking a step towards her.

"W-WAIT! WAIT PLEASE! I-I'M PREGNANT PLEASE!" Roslyn screams out, to my surprise and relief, Camilla stops. Roslyn's eyes are wide, and from what I can see her fingertips have turned blue from shock.

A thousand bags weigh on my arms as I casually cross my arms and lean back. She's fucking pregnant.

"That's enough Camilla." The bitch has the fucking nerve to pout as she looks back at me.

"I just wanted to scare her, I wasn't going to actually touch her." Camilla whines in a pathetic, high-pitched voice.

I look back to Leonardo's wife, her eyes are wide and calculating, probably realizing that she had just confessed to being pregnant, and we could use it against her. Smart girl. I know Lucien isn't that cold of a bastard though.

Just at that moment Lucien strolls in, taking all the time in the world, as if he didn't pregnant woman chained to a chair. He comes to stand next to me, and I want to fucking cringe in disgust from the sorry bastard.

"Unchain her, no need to hurt her more than necessary." Lucien says absently. I nod numbly and gently walk towards Roslyn, trying not to scare her more but she stares wearily and when I kneel at her legs and reach for one of the chains, she winces and cries out.

I grit my teeth and breathe through my nose, willing myself to stay calm.

"Shh, I'm just going to undo them." I whisper, I undo all the chains quickly and rage becomes my main emotion when I see the small bruises marring her legs. Before I can catch her, she tries to stand and her legs give out as she slumps against me.

I yell out a curse as she falls to her feet in a pained whimper. I hear Camilla cackling in the back, but I'm too busy trying to help Roslyn to care.

"Damn it Roslyn." I say a little too harshly and pick her up. She stiffens in my arms and I wish I could do something to ease her fear, but I cannot.