Kidnapped by the Devil

Chapter 18: Carina

Rays of sun shine through my room windows as I wake up. Last nights events begin to flash through my mind like a slide show, and thinking of the kiss makes my stomach fill with butterflies. Matteo's lips are so soft and his mouth tasted so divine. I sigh overwhelmed with how fast everything is moving. When I first got here I hated him, but now something inside me just wants to get to know the man. Call me crazy, but I honestly think it's more to Matteo than his bitter coldness and angry demeanor.

I quickly jump out of bed and go to the bathroom to shower. Today is the day I'm going home to my family and getting my life back. I brush my teeth and leave my curly hair, wet to air dry. Once inside the closet, I slip on a pair of white lace cheeksters because they are by far my most favorite kind of underwear. They aren't thongs, but they aren't brief panties either. I guess the best way to describe them is sweet in the front, and seductive in the back. I decide on wearing some black sweats and a black sports bra for the day. I don't want to waste an outfit just so they can get sweaty while I move boxes to and fro. I look over myself in the full length mirror and ponder. I still look like me, but my skin looks a little dull from the lack of sun, I've lost some sleep judging from the dark circles, and my eyebrows are getting thicker. I mentally make a note to schedule an appointment with Magda once I get home. Unfortunately I picked up a lot more Italian genes than my mother and I hoped for, but my eyebrows shouldn't have to suffer because of it. I glance at the necklace dangling from my neck and the lighting in this spacious closet doesn't do it any justice. It's simply stunning. The butterflies in my stomach reappear as I think of the giver of this gift and I smile. I have never felt like this towards any man before, and I don't know if it's like or lust I feel for him. I let out an exasperated sigh and walk out of the closet and back into my bedroom. I want to get a few boxes in here so I can start packing, but my stomach growls rather loudly reminding me to eat breakfast. I'm about to walk out my room, but I hear footsteps coming and immediately close the door. I don't know why I do it, but I jump back in bed and under my covers. I know it's Matteo and I'm terrified that he's coming to my room to tell me everything that happened last night was a mistake. I lay there in panic and wait for him to knock, or to just barge in like he usually does, but it never comes causing my nerves to relax a little. I know Matteo's moods are unpredictable, so I decide that food will have to wait after a few hours of packing.

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"Venni I'm not taking the clothes Matteo bought me," I say annoyed. This morning isn't going as I planned and the fault is furthest from mine. I planned on taking all of the things that are rightfully mine, but Venni has qualms about it. It's honestly quite infuriating, but I'm trying to remain calm. I know he is only following orders given to him by Matteo.

"Miss Lehew I've already told you that everything in this closet is indeed rightfully yours. Mr. Carson insists," he fusses. I can tell he is getting very frustrated with my stubbornness, but I have a right to reject everything Matteo is giving me. Nobody asked him to buy all of this shit or to kidnap me. I let out a frustrated sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose.

"FINE! Have it your way," I say through gritted teeth. I hate being told what to do, but I know that if I don't take the clothes Matteo's giving me, my ass will probably have another meeting with that damn paddle. I march out of the closet with another box full of clothes. I'm furious and irritated. Venni said he has specific orders to help me pack all my things and move them into my apartment, and then help me unpack. I know I shouldn't be mad over his fussing because it's Matteo's fault he's doing it in the first place, but what does a woman have to do get a choice around here? I feel like a child too old to have a babysitter, but then I realize that I am being watched. Even though our arrangements have changed, I'm very aware of what will happen if I were to break rules. Do the rules even exists still? This is new territory.

"Venni I'm sorry. I know you're only following orders and I'm not making it easy sitting here whining," I say with a hint of guilt. Venni has shown me kindness even after I tried to kill him with decor. It isn't fair that I take my anger out on him. The least I can do is show him some gratitude and appreciation by doing what he asks. He just nods his head and continues packing.