| ALESSANDRO |

C H A P T E R S I X

C H A P T E R S I X

Third-person p.o.v.:

Alessandro was standing in his office far away from Yasmine. His hands were raking through his thick, black locks as a look of distress made its way on his sculpted face.
He hasn't seen her for over months now.
It was driving him crazy.
She thought she had known him for only two weeks when in reality he has known her for years.
She caught his eye and since then no other woman he has met seemed to satisfy him.
Since then she has changed a lot.
She has gotten curvier, prettier, and more feminine.
He asked Brad who she was.
"My bestie and no let your finger of her mio caro fratello."

His left mouth corner raised.
Brad was one of the few people he had let in his life. He didn't let his guards down easily. He knew his enemies knew she was his weakness. He would risk it all for her.
Usually, when he met women it was only for a few nights. No strings attached. He never was in love. After her. But he had to forget her. He swore it to himself. And her.
But there was something striking about Yasmine.
Not to see her, smell her, and feel her drove him insane.
Since she left he ordered guards to follow her around to ensure for her safety.
He didn't spy on her. He just made sure she was safe.
Sure, he has installed cameras in her flat but didn't use them.
Only once in a while, he watched her walk in and out of the house.
Or one time when she was showering and stepped out of the shower and dried herself...

But that didn't really matter to him.
He knew he would have her.
Make her happy.
See her high cheekbones and sharp jawline clench, when she was smiling.
He wanted to see her under him, begging and screaming. He knew the day would come.

Never again he wanted to see her hurt. Her almond eyes. Crying.
The dirty bastard that touched her that night. His fists clenched tightly at the thought of him.
He killed him.
Never again would anyone else, but himself touch her. He would never
hurt her and if anyone else did he would torture them and murder them gruesomely.

Soon he had to tell her the truth about her parents and everything.

"Soon mi amore", he mumbled.
He stood up and walked over to the panorama-window staring at the deep blue ocean and the setting sun.

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Yasmine

I blinked my eyes a few times. My head was throbbing and my feet hurting as if I had walked over thousands of knives.
I once again was in an unfamiliar setting. I wasn't even surprised at this point. Just yesterday I was looking at my phone, about to head to my flat and tell Brad about Gigi and Zayn's baby. After that I just remember these men getting me into their car and then everything was black.
And now i'm sitting in luxurious silk bed covers looking at the most opulent room I've ever seen. This was the type of room I'd want to have once I was financially stable.

I looked down and saw I was wearing my old and dirty clothes from yesterday.
Despite my headache and hurting body, I got up and walked over to the massive walk-in-closet.
Not only did I find expensive men's clothing, but also my own wardrobe and additional designer clothes. Even my shalwar kameezes.
I internally screamed.
The clothes were gorgeous.
Today I decided to go with something classy. Something that said I'm-not-one-to-be-messed-with to my kidnapper. I would run away,but in style.

I usually dress rather chill with Aaliyah being my muse, but today my Audrey Hepburn side stood out.

I paired a purple tweed two-piece with a white cropped shirt, a thrifted Dior necklace, and black Chanel flats.
I was surprised when I looked in the mirror.
"Damn mamas, pass me yo number",
I laughed and walked over to the bathroom to freshen up.
After doing my hair and makeup I opened the door leading to a long corridor with hundreds of rooms on each side.
I walked over to the staircase.
The closer I got the stronger this familiar scent got.
I've already smelled it when I my capturers threw me into the car.
It got stronger when I walked down the stairs.
His cologne mixed with cigarettes and mint.

I stepped into a beautiful living room with a large tv and comfortable looking sofas.
Next to it was a large kitchen.
I looked around.
There it was.
My escape.
The door to the outside world.
I looked around and slowly made my way to the entrance door.
My hand gripped the golden doorknob and turned. Just as I was about to run outside I bumped into a hard wall.
Someone.
"No, no gattina", Alessandros familiar deep voice sounded.
"Let me go, Alessandro, you kidnapped me, you know I can go to the police a-."
"And what?", he interrupted me and gripped my wrist.
Our eyes melting into each other.
I tried my best to withstand his icy stare.
"Go on Tesoro. To the police? And what? Tell them I kidnapped you? Besides we are on my private island just me and you. If you are dumb enough to run away then there are guards, everywhere. Even if you would get on a boat getting, I have snipers ready at any given moment."
He started laughing loud and banged his fist against the wall next to me. I got a bit scared and turned my back at him, I couldn't look at him. He was right, what could the police do?
"Tesoro you may try, but it won't lead you anywhere. Just remember, what
once is mine", suddenly he wrapped his arms tightly around me and whispered into my ear.
"Forever is.
If you try to escape one more time, I swear to god I'll punish you getting and this time without mercy. You are mine and mine only. You listen to whatever I say and obey. I'll take care of you. I'll do everything to make you happy", one arm tightly clutched me into his chest the other hand slowly went down my abdomen and stopped above my womanhood. My breath started hitching and I felt my core become warm and shaky.
"I could give you immeasurable pleasure...", his fingers reached the top of my clothed core.
I felt the wetness he caused with his mere touch.
„But I...", I started getting goosebumps and my breathing started speeding up. I felt his thick fingers tapping on my core. The only thing keeping it safe was my chequered skirt.
He lowered his head so that his lips were now touching my ear. The touch sends tingles down my spine. The sensitive skin around my ear-tickling.
I didn't dare to close my eyes and just stared at the wall in front of me while panting heavily.
„Will never", his tapping got faster.
„Do anything", he purred into my ear, "without your permission. I could give you pure, explosive pleasure. All you have to do is ask.Just tell me."

After realizing what he was doing I without hesitation pushed his hand off my now heated core and took a step back.
„Back off."
He looked at me with hard and somewhat disappointed by eyes.
I suddenly realized what I had done looked down at my flats.
„I'm in the kitchen and will make us some breakfast, come inside", he said emotionlessly and stepped inside leaving me all by myself and confused.

Woah, guys, we reached the island with a steamy scene and more steaminess ahead of us here.
Do you think Yas will getaway? Or will she melt into Alessandros tattoed puns? and who is that she Alessandro talked about? To find that outstay tuned, like, comment, recommend and subscribe I love y'all
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