What Life Holds

Chapter 13

Joy's pov.

A sharp pain erupted in the back of my head. I felt like hundred elephants sat on me. I couldn't move a muscle, my whole body burned like it was on fire. I tried to open my eyes, but it was useless. After a hundred tries I finally gave up. Then the events of last night came rushing to my mind. The fountain.... The man.... Oh my god, I was kidnapped.

You finally realized it. The annoying voice in my head said. What all I'll do to get rid of that voice.

Heavy footsteps approached me, I shut my eyes tight shut, so maybe I could get a scoop on who they are and what their plan is. I think it's the Russians, but if it was them, I wouldn't be alive by now.

"She still isn't awake Boss." A voice said. "How are we going to torture her, boss." The same voice asked again. So they definitely weren't the Russians, if it was them, they would have spoken in Russian, at least they address their boss in Russian. No, this is someone else.

"Check for a tracker, these big mafias usually have one." A bit intimating voice said. But you know, when your brother is the capo of the Italian Mafia, nothing is intimating. The tracker..... that's it, the tracker.

I'm sure that Jem would have tracked me by now. But I have to keep the bracelet with me for them to find. Judging by their actions, they are probably the new gang in town. Idiots haven't even removed the tracker by now. I quickly planned in my head to throw them of track.

I groaned and open my eyes slowly, the light rays from the source of light burning my eyes. I scanned my surrounding keeping a surprised expression, so they won't suspect me.

My eyes got looked with a pair of dull grey eyes. The man standing in front of me was tall, but not all tall as my brothers. "I see that the princess has finally woken up. Did you sleep well, sleeping beauty." He said with an evil smirk on his crocked face.

"It would have mean better if I had a bed and a pillow." I said with a sweet smile. "I see you haven't lost your sarcasm." He said.

"How are you going to hold me, my brothers would have tracked me already, my earrings each have a small tracker on them, they would be on their way right now." I said with a small smile.

"You mafia girls are so dumb, you literally told us where the tracker is." He said, his smirk growing. I kept a genuinely shocked expression, so they won't doubt me. "Cooper, snatch those earning and bury them far from here, take it to another country." He ordered the man standing next to him.

A huge man came forward and crouched in front of me, almost covering me entirely. As he started removing the stud from my left ear, a shiny thing caught my eye, is that a lighter. I was tied to metal chains and the lighter might come into handy. I carefully grabbed it from his pocket, as he removed both my studs and clasped it tightly in my hand.

The two men left the room with a smirk on their faces while I kept my stunned expression. Once I heard the footsteps vanished, I smiled widely to myself, proud of myself. I examined my surrounding for any cameras. It was shabby old room with cobwebs filling the ceiling, it looked like a old factory. Since my eyes couldn't find anything, I took my changes and flickered the lighter, aiming it in my lift wrist.

My wrist started heating up, and a sharp pain erupted on my wrist. I painfully ignored it and brought closer. As the chains expanded, I wiggled my wrist out of it and smiled in satisfaction.

My wrist was badly bruised, and my skin was starting to peel. After freeing myself out of the chains, I stood up and stretched my body. I paced around the room to formulate an escape plan.

Soon I heard footsteps approaching, I quickly hid behind the door for step one of my plan. The door swung open and the man who the man who took my earrings came in, confusion clearly written over his face.