Marino's Heir

Chapter 2

Opening my eyes, I saw a big room. "Where am I?! Wow..." My bag was on a chair beside the big bed. I wanted to panic but I couldn't, this place was bigger than my house. There was a big door, I opened it, hoping it would be an exit, but I was surprised by a big balcony. The view was beautiful. I looked around, and it almost felt like a castle. I heard a door open behind me, but I didn't look because of the beautiful view. I closed my eyes, breathing the clean air. Any normal person would panic when they wake up to a strange place, but I didn't because this place is so...amazing. I don't think anyone would panic in such a place. But I need to get out of here if I'll ever understand and know what's going on.

Before I could turn around, someone held my waist and pulled me closer to him. I know it's a guy because of the way he held me, strong but gentle, I put my hands on his to remove them and turn to see him, but those warm hands made me know who he is.

Enzo spoke, "Good morning, princess." He whispered, and I felt him leaning down closer to my neck. "Tell me, where am I before I drop you off right this second." I asked. "Oh, chill, haha. Your new home." He spoke. I removed my hands away from his. "What?!!" I turned around, pushing him away from me.

"What did you say?" I asked. "Change your clothes. I'll be waiting." He said, then walked back in and opened the closet. "What the hell?!" I said to myself in a low voice and bit my lower lip. I ran inside and crossed my arms; he took out a shirt and a jacket. Is he serious?!!!
"HEY YOU!!"  I shouted at him; he wore his shirt then looked at me. "ARE YOU FUCKIN KIDDING ME?!!! WHERE THE HELL AM I???! AND YOU BETTER SAY THE TRUTH OR I'LL CALL THE COPS!!" .... "Woah! Calm down, Principessa! I told you; you'll know everything just change your clothes and come down with me." .... "NO! You tell me everything right now." I said and walked closer to him. "Cleo please—- No, where am I and if you know my father than where is he and what is this place?"  He wore his jacket, and I noticed something from behind his back. He...He has a gun!
My heart started pounding with fear.
Am I kidnapped?!

I stood in my place frozen looking at the gun behind Enzo's back. He turned around and looked at me. His expression changed when he saw the fear in my eyes. "Cleo, what's wrong? Are you okay?" He came closer and held my shoulder, I took one step away from him. "Hey, what happened?!" I kept moving backwards until the bed was behind me, he was moving closer. "Cleo wha—-don't touch me! Who are you? What are you going to do to me?!" I said worried, my hands were on my lips, he looked at me with a confused look. "What are you saying? What are you so scared of? I'm not going to hurt you!......I'd never hurt you." He came closer and said the last sentence. "Now stop thinking like we're going to hurt you in any way and dress something formal. When you finish call me, my number is beside your bag." He said then left. When he left, I felt like breathing again. I sat on the bed thinking, I don't know what made me this worried, if he was a kidnapper, he wouldn't have asked me to come with him so nicely.

I got up and went towards my bag, I saw a paper written on it 'call me when you're done' and his number.

A few minutes later, I called him, and he came, and we avoided eye contact. I followed him through a big hallway full of expensive vases, art, and many things. We walked down the stairs. "Oh wow!" I said, and he chuckled. " Where am I?" ...... "You'll know soon. Just keep following me." He said, and I did what he said. A few minutes later, after walking in this big place and down a lot of stairs, we finally reached our unknown destination. He opened the door, and we entered a big living room. I saw a few people standing there, waiting? Then I saw my parents and relief filled me. "Dad?!" ... "Cleo..." He said kind of in a sad tone. I ran to him and gave him a tight hug. "Dad, I missed you. Where are we?" He sighed and sat on a couch. He clapped his hands one time and looked at the floor, full of thoughts and... sadness. "My little girl.... I...." Mom said, looking the exact same as dad. "I know. I'm sorry. Surely, what I did a week ago was the reason for me being expelled." I said and looked down. "No, my dear, it's not about this. That's not it." Mom said. "Then why do you look so sad?" I asked.

"Cleo you......You're not ....You're not our daughter..."

"What do you mean I'm not your daughter?" I asked and my mom started crying. "I'm sorry, Cleo--No! WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THIS?!!" I started shouting my eyes filled with tears, anger, shock, sadness. "You are my girl! You've always been my daughter! I raised you but you're not..." My Mom said. "Not your daughter. --No, Cleo--SO WHAT NOW?!! I'M ADOPTED. IS THIS IT?!!!"       "No, you're not...."   ...     "Yeah? So, what am I? Who's my real parents? Do I even want to know them? And who are those people?" I said trying to contain myself. "Your father is .... He couldn't take care of you after your mother died...and we work for him....so he gave you to us making sure we know that one day you'll have to come back..." Dad explained. I sat down looking at him sadly, a tear fell from my eye. "I thought this day would never come because of all his business. He's a very busy man that's why he left you. But you should know That accepting you was the best decision we had ever made." Dad said and put his hand on my shoulder. "What happened to my mother?" I said in low voice. "I think your father is the one who knows the answer to this question." Dad said. I honestly don't know what to call him now since he's not my real dad.

 I didn't say anything, I didn't have any more words. I looked at Enzo, my eyes were wet, red from crying, I looked at him with so much anger and hatred, if I've never came with him...I wouldn't be in this right now. He looked at the floor and I closed my eyes when it came to my mind.

"Who's he? .... Where is he?" I said asking for the man who left me. "He..." Mom looked at dad and everyone else. What are they so scared of?!
"WHERE IS HE?!!!" All of a sudden, I was angry at everyone standing up. I don't know what I was so mad about. "Cleo calm down." One of the girls who were in the room said. "Princess why are you mad?" Enzo said walking to me. I looked at everyone. "Where.Is.He? All of you seem to know very well, why isn't anyone saying anything? What are you hiding? My own father? Why?!" I said with different kind of tones. I was confused. Is he dead or what? Why are they looking down and....scared?
"Listen here Cleo! What's going to happen now you better accept it or you'll die, and he'll kill you himself. And lower your voice you're not on it yet." Some old woman said with crossed arms. I walked closer to her looking at her from up till down. Why is she dressed so nice? Better than anyone in this room!

"And don't think you'll ever lead right!" She pointed her finger at me. What does she mean? I looked at her for a second....and started laughing. Everyone in the room gasped.
"Hahaha....oh...wow.... I don't know what to say, woman. But if someone tried to be clearer and tell me everything. I would have answered you." I said and turned away from her but stopped. "I raise my voice whenever I want, on people who deserve my anger on them. But I try and contain myself with who I care about and respect......and you don't have any right to tell me what to do." I looked at her and said the last sentence. I walked to Enzo. "You know my room. Tell me when he wants to face me." I said and looked at my not real parents one last look, then left and closed the door behind me.