*MATURE CONTENT*
Book 2 From My Husband's Boss.
Tatiana, living with her abusive parents she decides to run away from home. She soon regrets her decision when she is grabbed by human traffickers after witnessing a murder. Sold to a ruthless Italia...
"I've missed you" Alexander says, his face as cold as ever. Tears making their way to my eyes, "I honestly wish you had been kinder, I really want to know you in a different light" I say pleadingly. Taking slow steps towards me, standing so close I could now smell his whiskey breath. Leaning in- "TATIANA!" My professor calls out waking me. Scanning the room in embarrassment, "if I bore you to an extent that you sleep throughout each lesson you more than welcome to leave" he says making me look down in shame. Raising his brow for me to say something, "I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again" I say nervously. Rolling his eyes the sound of the bell filled the room relieving me. Gosh. Even at this age I'm still the weirdo of the class. I never really had friends I guess I'm just not the type. Grabbing the note pad with some of my drool in disappointment before making my way out.
So it's been three months since everything has happened and I left Italy. I got accepted at the local college and I'm studying full time. Two weeks after leaving Italy I've been having a hard time sleeping. As crazy as it may sound all I think about is Alex and I honestly cannot sleep, if I do sleep I dream about him. This forces me to go to the library everyday to go over every topic I missed in class.
Making my way out the library, my eyes fixed on the phone on my hand, "Tatiana!" Eric calls out, turning to face him a smile on his face. As lonely as I am I managed to meet Eric who's become my only friend. Eric and I clicked immediately when we first met, he's a senior though. Eric is extremely handsome, his hair dark along with his eyes. His body ripped that it made me blush every time he walks around shirtless and a very contagious smile that make his cute dimples more apparent. "Hey" I smile, giving me a brief hug, "I haven't seen you all day" he smiles, "rough day?" He questions, rolling my eyes making him chuckle, "as always, come let me give you a ride" he says. Even with how kind Eric is to me a relationship is the last thing on my mind. Though I call Elizabeth twice a week it seems he's never home. I really wanted to speak to him. To thank him, but most of all to know how he's doing.
Alexander POV "You know you can't do this forever" Marco says over the phone, "it's psychotic and weird, go talk to her" he urges, "I said I let her go" Alexander grunts, "watching her while in Chicago isn't letting her go, so go or would you rather have that Eric kid all over her" he taunts making Alexander's jaw clench.
Tatiana POV Preparing dinner my thoughts clouded with all the plans I had In mind. For the past 3months I've been living the best live I've ever had. I didn't need for anything. Hearing a knock on my door, "who is it" I holler, not getting a response I rush to the door before opening. There stood Eric with a grin on his face, raising my brow, "what are you doing here?" I question, "hello to you too" he smiles before letting himself in. "It smells good in here, what you making?" He questions walking towards the kitchen, "just alfredo, again what are you doing here?" I question, grabbing the orange on the front basket tossing it in the air, "didn't you hear?" He questions, raising my brow, "it's fucken Friday, a friend of mine is throwing a party" he says, furrowing my brows, "and what does that have to do with me again?" Chuckling, "well I want you to come with" he shrugs. Raising my brow, "please" he pouts, "Eric you know I don't do par-" "I know but this one time" he says pleadingly, "Er-" going down his knees, "Tati" he pouts making me send him a glare, "please" he pleads, "fine, get up from the floor" i say making him hiss out in joy making me laugh. I enjoy Eric and his boyish personality, very refreshing.
Turning the stove off, "let's go" I say, raising his brow, "dressed in sweats?" He questions, "uh..yes" I say in a duh tone making him chuckle, "look i think you look adorable but you need to dress up" he says making me roll my eyes before making my way to the bedroom. Grabbing a pair of ripped jeans and a sweater since I'm not that comfortable with showing my body because of the scars. I had decided to keep my hair short since it's so much easier to maintain.
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"Better?" I question, a smile on his face, "beautiful" he says before we made our way out.
Making it to the party the place is filled with cars. Grabbing my hand we make our way to the front porch where we greeted by a few of his friends. Walking in the house the music playing loudly, "Ric!" His friend jack yells, "hey!" He says back as they do their personalized handshake, "you know Tati right?" He questions, "the sleeping beauty from class, of course" he smirks, "hi" I say shyly, "come get drinks" he says guiding us to the kitchen. Leaving us alone, "what would you like?" Eric questions, "my usual water" I say, "oh come on" he pouts, shaking my head, "just 1?", "my water please" I say sternly making him sigh before handing me the bottle. Grabbing his drink the party went on, too shy to speak to anyone Eric speaking to his friends. I would usually answer yes and no when they did speak to me.
"Eric I need to use to bathroom" I whisper in his ear, too drunk he shows me the door before I make my way there. Doing my business I felt tired, Eric probably wants to party more but I want to sleep. Leaving the bathroom his spot empty making my brows furrow, searching the place the giggles fill my ears, looking out the porch there he was, his eyes staring into Amanda, one of popular girls. A giggle escaping her lips disappointment filled me. Sighing I make my way out the house, it's just a 15 minute walk anyway.
Walking down the dark street growing more nervous, okay leaving that party probably wasn't the best idea. Noticing the two drunk men walking towards my direction, calm down Tatiana they drunk. The sound of whistling fills my ears coming from one of the men, "honey where have you been all our lives" he says making scrunch my face up in disgust, grabbing my hand, trying to snatch it back the grip tightens. "Where do you think you going" he slurs, "let me go" I spit, a sadistic chuckle leaves their mouth,"well we don't want honey" the one says. Panic rushes through me, beginning to struggle his grip tightening, "let go!" I scream, "shut up!" The one says pulling me closer to me, "go to hell you pig!" I say snatching my hand back only to stumble backwards, my head painfully hitting something before everything went black......
