Emilia

04: Emilia

-Emilia-

Driving on the same road that I contemplated doing a tuck and roll off of, Salvatore slowed down the car as we made our way to a complete stop in front of black iron gates that gated in a lavish mansion that just screamed expensive.

I widened my eyes to get a better look at the house and I looked over at Salvatore who had a cocky smirk on his face like he knew exactly what I was thinking.

"You live here?" I asked as I quirked an eyebrow at him. The gate started opening and the car slowly edged itself inside as the gate continued to widen. He made it down the pathway that was meant for cars and he parked it behind another car that sat in front of the water fountain out front.

The trickling noise of the water eased its way into my ears as Salvatores door opened and then it cut off when he shut it. I reached my hand for the handle but he beat me to it. He held out his hand for me and I rolled my eyes as I got out of the car by myself.

"Ouch..and just when I thought that there was a spark starting to happen between us." He joked and closed the car door behind him. Did I let my hormones take control and let him finger me? Yes. Does that make up for the fact that he's a dangerous man who will kill me without even thinking twice about it? Nope. Not one single bit. So therefore, there's no spark.

He placed his hand on my lower back and I stiffened up and pushed his hand away. A sly grin pulled across his face as he continued to look straight as we walked.

"Emilia." Salvatore called my name, gaining my attention. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned my head to look up at him. As soon as I did, I felt a pricking sensation on my neck and a tingling feeling running through my body.

"Sorry uccellino." His words faded slowly as I grabbed my neck and my balance became uneven. I tried to open my mouth but nothing seemed to come out as my brain became mush. My eyelids became heavy and I knitted my brows together as I fell into Salvatores arms. The last thing I saw was the needle in his hands before my vision faded into nothing but pure darkness. [translation: baby bird]
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My whole body felt like dead weight and my neck had a kink that I just couldn't seem to get rid of. I was slowly waking up but I didn't have enough strength to open my eyes. My head hung low and my arms and feet were shackled to a cold chair that I was sitting on.

"This is the girl Mr. Fontana was talking about?" A disembodied voice swam its way into my ears in some sort of muffled state. I furrowed my brows and my head moved slightly.

"Yeah apparently her boyfriend was in debt so he exchanged his life for hers." Another disembodied voice answered the first ones questions.

"Should we wake her up?" One of them asked. The other one hummed in agreement and I felt an ice cold rush of water splash all over me. My body suddenly felt like it had been shocked with a million volts of electricity and I snapped my eyes opened and raised my head up.

My chest was rising and falling fast as I looked around at the room in front of me. I was in a room, tied to a metal chair and two men were standing in front of me. I blew the dripping water off of my lip and I pulled on my restraints.

"Let m-me go!" I shouted and my voice quivered in fear. I blinked hard and tried to focus my eyes to the new lighting in the room. My heart was beating fast as I tried to remember how exactly I got in this situation. Then it hit me when I remembered the huge needle that was resting in Salvatores hands before I knocked out.