Captured (Unedited)

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Tatiana POV
Waking up I was in a better mood since my arrival. Preparing breakfast, I thought I should take breakfast upstairs to Alexander, but to my surprise he is in his usual business suit, ready for work, what made it worse is that he's also in his usual grumpy mood, his face long, taking a sip of his coffee that I obviously didn't make.

Walking over to him before placing the omelette in front of him, also placing the stack of pancakes on the side, "I made pancakes too" I say before making my way out. Having my breakfast, I ate in complete silence. Enjoying my breakfast, finishing it I went to the dining room, finding both plates empty, I smile in pride.

Alexander POV
"So he tried to attack you, or should I say he attacked you" Marco says over the phone, "I'm fine, but we have to find him and deal with him" I say, anger dripping from my voice, "we'll sort it out" he says..........

Later in the evening

Tatiana POV
preparing pizza, I hear the door opening expecting Alexander I'm disappointed by the person that comes to view. "Natalia" I sigh, "playing wife with my boyfriend" she raises her brow, rolling my eyes at her statement I continue grating the cheese, "you know I see your intentions, I know your type of girls" slamming the grater on the table, "THAT'S ENOUGH!!!" I scream, her eyes widening, "you know what Natalia I've had enough of your harassment" I say angrily, "I didn't choose to be here, you hate me so much, ask your bloody so called boyfriend to take me back to my country, I will be more than happy to go back!" I snap, glaring at me, taking steps towards me, "well I gladly will, I don't even know why I'm worrying about you, you are nothing but a puttana, he did you a favor by picking you off the streets" she snarls, staying glued to my position, "what's going on here" a deep voice says, her eyes widen, not being able to say anything I leave the room in anger.

Going out to my now favorite spot the garden. Maybe she is right, I had nowhere to go after all. Sitting on the bench hugging my knees, breathing out as I let the cool air brush against my skin, looking up the sky. Growing up, staring up the sky always gave me a sense of hope, spending the entire night alone till I decided to go to bed.......

~next morning

Waking up, not feeling up to the day I tied my hair in a messy bun, putting on a floral dress along with a pair of tennis shoes.
Making my way to the kitchen, seeing I'm late I started on Alexander's breakfast, making his coffee I rushed out the kitchen, making my way to the dining room, startled by the man in the dark suit my eyes widen, both's men eyes snapping towards me. Clearing my throat before making my way over to them, "good morning, I didn't know Mr Giordano has a guest" I whisper nervously placing the cup of coffee in front of Alexander. Looking up at the man, his hair dark, his eyes brown, his lips thin, his complexion tan, he is indeed handsome I thought to myself, but not more than Alex. Wait why am I comparing the men. A mischievous smirk makes its way to his face, "Lorenzo, Lorenzo Moretti" he says offering his large hand for me to shake, reluctantly reaching over, placing my tiny one in his,he does the least I expected, placing a gentle kiss on the back of my hand, making my cheeks heat up, "nice to meet you Mr Morre-" "please, call me Lorenzo" he smiles, his accent deep and apparent, clearing my throat in awkwardness, "uhm right, to drink, can I get you tea, coffee or fruit juice" I say, "coffee will be great mio bella" (my beautiful), nodding my head I try to rush out but stopped by the man I now know as Lorenzo, "excuse me?" He calls out, turning to face him, "I didn't get your name?" He smiles, looking to Alexander, taking a sip of his coffee his eyes fixed on me, "it's.....it's Tatiana" I stutter, "Tatiana" the nam rolls smoothly off his tongue, thick with his accent, turning back I quickly make my way to the kitchen.

Preparing his coffee I brought it back to them, "uhm I'm making egg white omelette, do you wan-" "anything made by you is fine with me dolcezza" (sweetness ) he smiles, nodding my head I scurry out the room. Preparing the two omelettes, plating them, I so wish Elizabeth was here right now, placing Alexander's plate in front of him, walking over I place Lorenzo's, "thank you" he winks making me blush. Lord this man is definitely handsome and good with his words. Going back to the kitchen, I began preparing my own breakfast.....