Captured (Unedited)

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Tatiana POV

Dressed in a knee length dress , my hair down.

Grabbing my gold channel clutch I rushed downstairs since I'm late. Walking out the door finding Alexander ready, looking deliciously handsome in a black suit, his eyes scanned  my body, making me feel self conscious. Clearing my throat, he decided to open the door to the black Escalade, stepping inside the warm car, he walked over to the other side, his scent filling the space. The car filled with silence his eyes remained fixed on his phone, ignoring my presence I decided to break the silence, "so who's this family we meeting anyway?" I ask,  "it's the Luciano's, our allies" turning to face me, "we've worked with them for years, very dangerous, we meeting with the son who's taken over since his father's death, Angelo Luciano along with his wife Stella" he says, nodding my head, "why are we going there?" I ask, shrugging his shoulders, "he invited us, could be because he has something to ask us" nodding my head we drove the rest of the way in silence. Arriving at the huge mansion, almost as big as Alexander's.

The car coming to a stop before we slid out, Alexander and I linked our arms together.
Walking to the front door before Alexander rung the door bell, a lady in a maid's outfit opens, gracefully slightly bowing, "Mr and Mrs Giordano" She greets respectfully. Leading us to what seems like the dining area, immediately a tall man came into view, his hair short, his eyes blue, his lips plump and pink, "ah Giordano, glad you could make it" he says sharing a firm handshake with Alexander, looking over to me, "hmmm you must be the beautiful wife Tatiana" he says placing a kiss on the back of my hand, "I'm Angelo Luciano" He says with his accent thick, giving him a tight smile, "nice to meet you" I say, stepping aside, "my beautiful wife, Stella" he says, there stood an extremely beautiful petite woman with wide round eyes, her hair dark complimenting her dark eyes. Taking her hand in mine we gave each other a polite smile, "nice to meet you" I smile, as handsome as he is something seemed off about him. The smile on his face is what made him much scarier as one could tell it's not a friendly smile but rather a cunning. "Well, dinner's ready" she smiles as she led us to the table. Taking a seat next to Alexander, "wine?" Angelo offers, "for me yes, as for my wife no thanks" Alexander says, pouring wine into the glass he raises his brow, "ah, can't handle the wine?" He teases, not sure what to say, "I just don't drink thanks" I give a tight smile, "hmmm" he says in rather amusement. Pouring myself a glass of water. "Stella and I are so sorry we couldn't make it to the wedding due to our busy schedules, hence the invitation" he says, Alexander shrugs his shoulders, "well it was understood why you couldn't, it was a short notice and we do appreciate the invitation" he says raising his glass of wine. Dishing up the food, taking a bite of the chicken, "so I hear what happened to Lorenzo" he says making me nearly choke on my food, raising his brow, "okay there Tatiana?" He questions, clearing my throat before taking a sip of water, "I'm okay" I say in between coughs as I took another sip of the water. Looking over to Alexander, "you don't exactly expect me to believe that the boy actually relapsed and was in a car accident" he says taking a sip of his wine, "your reason behind your doubt" Alexander questions nonchalantly, "because I know Alexander Giordano too well" he shrugs, what he says makes my eyes widen in fear and guilt, "Antonio and his father are plotting revenge you know that right " he says, shrugging his shoulders, so Lorenzo is the "brother" Antonio spoke off,  how dare does Alexander not tell me this, it can't be. "He disrespected what's mine, now you don't believe I could let a man like that live to see another day " he shrugs, "so even marriage doesn't change your cold heart I see Giordano" he laughs, "the same way it didn't change you Luciano" he gives a tight smile. Talking more about business what he says this time makes my stomach turn, "so I guess we should be expecting a little Giordano running around soon" Angelo says, looking to Alexander he shrugged his shoulders making me release a light laugh, "immediately after Stella and I got married, a month later she was already caring my seed" he says with pride making me a lot more uncomfortable, "we not in a rush" Alexander shrugs, "well time isn't on our side brother" Angelo says, "I know that, but again what's the rush" Alexander raises his brow, looking over to me, "how are you feeling about this baby thing Tatiana?" He challenges, giving him a tight smile, "as my husband said, what's the rush" I say unexpectedly placing my hands affectionately around Alexander's arm, the act surprising me. A part of me not wanting to stop, nodding his head, "compliments to the chef by the way" I smile, "grazie" he nods. Furrowing my brows as Stella sat there in silence, just smiling and nodding. A gasp escapes my lips as a little boy appears before us, at least 13 years old, his eyes held emptiness, his face black and blue with bruises,  "papa, Ho finito" (I'm done), eyeing the boy, Stella's eyes held hurt, "saluta i nostri visitatori!" (Greet our visitors!) He scolds the kid making him flinch, the kid turning to face us, "se-" "Inglese!" (English) he yelled making me flinch, "Evening Mr and Mrs Giordano" he says painfully, saying a silent hi. He silently scolded the boy more before the boy walked out the room. Turning to us with his usual sadistic smile, tears blurred my vision as thoughts about my stepfather doing the same to me filled my mind, "you have to teach these boys how to be men or our empires will collapse" he says with pride. Blinking the tears away, seeing Stella's head as it hung down in shame, the rest of the dinner I remained silent.

Finally getting to the car. Sliding in it drove off. Staring out the window as tears fell from my eyes, the look on the boy's face reminds me of myself. When my stepfather would humiliate me in front of his friends, even beat me in front of them, hearing a sigh come from Alexander's lips, "Tatiana" He calls out, not bothering to look at him, "Tatiana look at me" he commands, turning to face him, my eyes red with tears, "look don't let Angelo get to you" he whispers, "it's just a little boy" I whimper, sighing, "look it's none of our business, Luciano chooses how he wants to run his family" he says, shaking my head, "thank God I won't be having kids" I mumble, to my dismay he heard that, "what is that suppose to mean" he barks, "nothing" I spit. Facing the other way, "if I were you I would rather Thank God I'm not Luciano or you would think twice about running that mouth" he spits making me send him a glare. Looking away from me as the rest of the ride was filled with silence.

Finally coming to a stop, "I have somewhere I need to be, so don't wait up" he says not looking my way, sending him a glare, "I wasn't planning to" I say before stepping out .