Captured (Unedited)

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Tatiana POV

My eyes wide in horror, oh god what I have done. There lay Lorenzo, beneath his unconscious body a pool of his blood. Squatting down in horror, "Lorenzo?" I call out, my heart rate high, lightly slapping his cheek I received no response from him. Oh no what have I done, "Tatiana?" I hear Elizabeth call out, rushing over to the door opening it, seeing the look on my face, "Tatiana Alexander has been waiting for you what's wrong honey" she asks concern laced in her voice, letting her further in the room unable to speak, she gasp. Rushing over to him, squatting down, "oh my God honey what have you done" she says in horror. Now sobbing, "I swear I didn't mean to, I was just trying to defend myself, I begged him to-" breaking into a sob I'm unable to finish my sentence, "we have to call Alexander" she whispers. Pacing the room in fear and horror, "I'm going to jail" I cry, "oh god I'm going to jail" I break into a sob. Elizabeth's hands tightly wrapped around my bare shoulders, her eyes making contact with mine as I sobbed, "I'm going to get Alexander, don't leave or open this door for anyone do you understand?" She whispers sternly, unable to speak I violently nod.
Looking down at Lorenzo's body my body shivered, my sobs worsening. Pacing the room in deep panic, the door swings open startling me, in walked Elizabeth, behind her Alexander. Walking in the room his eyes instantly land on Lorenzo, rushing over to unconscious Lorenzo, "chiudi la porta Elizabeth" (lock the door Elizabeth) he whispers squatting down, placing his hand on Lorenzo's neck, the room remains silent, tears uncontrollably streaming down my face, looking up his eyes land on me, "I swear I didn't mean to" I now sob, "he tr-" "shhhh" he says placing his finger on his lips , making me instantly keep quiet as I break into a quiet sob. Getting up he makes his way over to me. "I'm going to jail" I cry, towering over me making me whimper in fear, "you are going to go back to that dinner table like nothing happened" he whispers, "and you going to tell them Lorenzo decided he wants to have a word with me" he says making me violently shake my head, "I can't" I sob, "YOU CAN AND YOU BLOODY HELL WILL" he growls making me flinch, looking over to Elizabeth, "fix her makeup" he orders, looking over to me, his eyes cold, "and you fucken get yourself together" he snarls. Elizabeth grabs me by the arms, gently guiding me out the room my eyes remained fixed on the lifeless body. Leaving the bathroom Elizabeth quickly made sure to fix my makeup, urging me to stop crying. Once done, sighing tiredly, "okay honey, you have to go back there and get them to leave" she says sadly, my eyes widen in horror, "How!" I screech, placing her hands on my bare shoulders, "honey it's your house" she says. Breathing out as I held back the tears threatening to spill. I walked out the room, mastering as much confidence as I could I made my way downstairs. Finding the men seated having a conversation. Their eyes immediately move to me, they remained fixed on me as if I was the prey, and they were the hunters, "gentlemen" I say trying to make sure my voice doesn't crack, "I just bumped into my Husband, he has instructed me to let you know him and Lorenzo are having an important discussion and doubts it will end any time soon" I say, the words foreign in my mouth . Their brows furrow in confusion and what I guess is anger, "I'm so sorry for the inconvenience" I say, Elizabeth walking in the room, "oh, Elizabeth please show these gentlemen out" I say before hurrying out the room. Rushing back to the bathroom, turning the knob immediately finding Lorenzo's lifeless body still on the floor, looking up at Alexander, his sleeves rolled up, looking down at Lorenzo, his body now shirtless, "what are you doing?" I whisper. Leaning down grabbing Lorenzo's lifeless body, sending a text with what seems to be Lorenzo's phone, "I need his men gone" he whispers before placing the phone back in Lorenzo's pocket, dragging him to a sitting position, "I trust my men, but you my wife therefore I can't trust anyone with this"  he groans, looking up at me, "I have to get rid of the body myself and evidence" he whispers his breathing heavy. Tears making their way to my eyes, "what if you get caught" I croak, "I won't" he spits.

My body now shivering, my eyes remaining fixed on Lorenzo's lifeless body, sighing to my surprise Alexander gets up from his squatting position. Placing his one hand on my shoulder, standing a few inches away from me that I could I could smell his intoxicating cologne, his thumb going to my cheek swiping the tear away, his green eyes now staring into mine, "piccola listen to me" he breaths, "if you didn't do this he was going to hurt you, it was him or you" he whispers, "I know you not happy with yourself, but please just remain strong till we finish, can you do that?" He questions calmly. Thinking at his words, I quickly nod my head, roughly wiping the tears off my face. His words soothing, "good, now grab a towel, don't look at his eyes if you want to make this easier on yourself " he says. Grabbing the towels. He started shockingly cleaning the back of his wound, "the hardest thing to clean is blood, I can't have any trace of it in my car" he says, "I need you to go my office, open the first drawer by my chair, you'll find a transparent bag of powder, I need you to bring it" he says. Nodding frantically I rushed out the room,  running in Alexander's office, opening the drawer I find a packet with a syringe and white powder. Running back into the bathroom finding Lorenzo's dead body, "I found this" I say handing him the entire pack", grabbing it from me "this is exactly what I need" he breaths, opening the packet, handing it to me, "put a little water there for it to be paste like" he says, grabbing it from him putting as little water a possible. Mixing the substance, handing it over to him as he used the syringe to suck the substance, ripping one of the towels leaving it to be a string, placing it tightly around the lifeless arm, plunging the needle on his skin, injecting the lifeless man. Taking syringe placing it in his pocket, taking the white shirt redressing Lorenzo. He stood back, his breathing heavy, the air thick, my body frozen. "Okay I'm going to get rid of this", "uhm- I'm coming with you" I say, "no, you staying right here" he says sternly, "and I'm not arguing about it" he growls. Reaching over, grabbing the body like a bag of potatoes, opening the door immediately walking out leaving me with the puddle of blood, Elizabeth walking in with a mop and bucket. "Amor, go get some rest" she says soothingly, tears continuously running down my cheeks. Going to the bathroom getting off the dress, letting the water cascade down my body. Being in the shower till the water began to get cold, I decided to get out. Not bothering to blow dry my hair, I decided to put a towel around it. Getting dressed in my pjs as I went to go sit out the balcony looking out.

Hugging my knees I silently sobbed to myself. I took a life, how could I. Looking straight ahead, feeling the seat besides me dip, knowing who it is, "what if you get caught?" I croak, taking a sip of what I assume is whiskey, placing it on the table, sighing. "I won't, and if I do. Then I will face whatever I need to" He says, "but you didn't kill him" I cry, remaining silent for a moment. Turning to face me , "You my wife, meaning I will always take the fall and make sacrifices for you if I have to" he breaths making me sob harder.

Third person POV
Seeing her sob , knowing the feeling of taking a life for the first time. Hesitantly, reaching out to touch her arm as she hysterically sobbed, gaining the courage he gently pulled her to his chest. Burying her face in his chest, momentarily closing his eyes. Placing his hand on the back of her head, "shhhh" he cood as she cried onto his chest. Letting her sob as he gently soothed her back.
An hour later realizing her silence, she lay fast asleep on his chest, looking at her arms. Goosebumps all over them. Carrying her sleeping body, tucking her in bed, releasing her she gripped on his shirt, "please don't go" she whispered, shocked at her words making him freeze, "I need to shower" he whispers, "please come back once you done" she whispers, hesitant at her words, "please" she pleads, nodding his head before saying "okay". Releasing him, he quickly walked over to the bathroom. Suppressing the urge to break things, blaming himself. If he hadn't brought her here by force this would have never happened, she wouldn't be like this.