Chapter 3

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Miley's POV

"The plane is ready," one of Luca's men announced. My attention shot back to Luca, my eyes widening at the mention of a plane. 

Luca nodded and rose up off the couch to his full, towering height. He had to be at least 6'3 and his body was wrapped in muscles. 

He was truly lethal.

He reached one of his massive hands out to me and watched as I place my smaller one in it. He pulled me up, taking the opportunity to let his eyes rake up my body. I was still in my gala dress and the look he was giving me made my being tingle. 

Once I was off the couch his hand was at the small of my back, pushing me towards the front door with the slightest bit of force. His subtle touch filled me with thrill and a part of me longed for more.

He walked us to the elevator, Damon trailing closely behind. We exited through the back of the building. My guess was to stay out of sight of someone who might already be looking for me. I scoffed internally knowing for a fact that the only person who would detect my absence immediately was Antonio. 

Luca opened the door to a sizable black SUV and gestured for me to climb in. I was disappointed when his hand left my body. 

The car sped off to a private airport. It had to be at least 1 AM by the time we arrived, and frankly I was exhausted. 

I was escorted to the plane. My attempts to resist and stray away from Luca and his men had ceased a long time ago. 

The jet was small, but the interior was incredible. 

"I'll see you all there in a few days," Luca waived off his men before closing the plane door. Besides the pilot that was locked in the cock pit, Luca and I were alone. 

I sat down on one of the plush chairs, taking my heels off immediately. The exhaustion had hit me like a ton of bricks and Luca was taking notice of that.  

"You should get some sleep," he suggested. "I'll wake you when we're there." His eyes were glued to my face as he awaited my response. I guess he could read my skepticism because an endearing smirk spread across his handsome face. 

"No one will touch you, Miley," he spoke. God, the sound of my name rolling off his lips had me squeezing my knees together.  

I don't know if a part of me had already begun to trust him or if it was the unbearable exhaustion, but my eyes drifted closed and sleep consumed me.

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"Miley, we're here." I opened my eyes to see Luca kneeling down next to my seat. I shifted, stretching my stiff body. Luca watched my actions, his eyes darkening ever so slightly. 

I tried looking out the window, but it was still dark outside. 

"What time is it?" I asked tiredly. Luca glanced at his obviously expensive watch. 

"4 am," he answered. 

"Are you going to tell me where we are yet?" I questioned while strapping on my heels. 

"I already told you," he smirked. "Somewhere quiet." 

He opened the plane door and led me to the car that was parked right out front. We both climbed into the backseat, and the driver proceeded without any form of directions.

I glanced out to the landscape around me often, but the darkness of the night made it impossible to piece together where we could be. 

The car came to a halt nearly twenty-five minutes later. Luca hopped out and quickly made his way to my side to open the door for me. When I stepped out I caught sight of a colossal house. Luca grabbed my hand and led me down the lengthy pathway to the front door.

"This place is incredible," I said aloud by accident. This caused Luca to turn his head to me, flashing an engulfing smile. 

He pulled his hand out of mine to dig for a set of keys in his pocket. He held open the flashy door and let me walk inside. I took in the decor. It was beautiful, and even though the house must've cost a fortune, it felt extremely homey. 

"I'll show you to your room," Luca's velvety voice cut through the silence. He proceeded to walk towards a staircase and I took that as my cue to follow him. He led me down a hallway on the second floor and to a set of closed doors. He pushed open the double doors and my jaw just about dropped. I've lived a pretty luxurious life, but I've never seen a bedroom this extravagant before. "You must be exhausted," Luca exclaimed.

"I am," I spoke quietly. I began to walk towards the bed, wanting nothing more than to fling my body on it and sleep for days. My foot must've caught the edge of a carpet as I stumbled into Luca's rock hard body. His hands were quick to catch me, but they landed on the freshest bruise my father had left on me. I winced at the impact. 

"Sorry about that," Luca apologized, confusion about my reaction was evident in his voice. His hands left my body when he was confident that I was stable. Though the distance between us increased slightly, our eyes stayed glued to each other. There was some sort of magnetism between us. Everything about him made me giddy, but the voice in my head reminded me that this man is incredibly dangerous. 

"Goodnight, Miley," Luca spoke before turning to exit the bedroom. 

"Luca," my mouth ran before my mind could stop me. 

"Yes?" he turned around.

"Would you have treated my brother this nicely?" I questioned motioning to the room around us. He chuckled at my inquiry. 

"Not a chance," he answered. "Your brother doesn't look like you sweetheart." 

I didn't react even though his flirty words excited me. This man was responsible for my kidnapping. He's a criminal... An extremely attractive one. I pulled my lip into my mouth, an action I do when I'm thinking. 

"You shouldn't do that," Luca smirked, taking a couple of steps back towards me. "These lips are too beautiful for a habit like that." His finger lightly grazed my lips. I stared up into his dark eyes for longer than I should've. He was intoxicating. 

"Goodnight, Luca," I spoke. He flashed another smirk in my direction before exiting the room. My head was buzzing and my lips were on fire from that interaction.

There was something about Luca that made me feel comfortable considering the situation, but that didn't stop me from locking the bedroom door before I drifted off into a deep sleep.   

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