The Mafias Possession [RE-WRITING]

Gladly

Groaning I stretch my limbs before letting out a yawn, I squint my eyes at the brightness in the room. My eyes immediately widen as I take notice of the unfamiliar room and bed that I slept on before scrambling up. I let out a yelp as I land myself on the floor and slowly seat myself up.

What hap-

"The engagement of Xavier Valentino and Angelina Diaz."

Before my mind could think any further, the bedroom door opens and the devil himself steps in. His head is held high and broad shoulders covered into a fresh suit and an expensive watch wrapped around his left wrist.

Okay I admit, he really is attractive. But not like I would tell him that.

"Y-you-" I said looking right at Xavier no, no, no. Oh god, it wasn't a dream at all. I can't believe this. I have so many thoughts going through my head that I'm losing my mind.

Xavier takes a few steps towards me till' he is towering above me, I crane my neck and he reminds me of the BFG and I'm the little girl Sophie. Okay, that was a bit extreme, but hopefully you get my drill.

He smirks, "Good morning, my fiancee." before extending a hand. I look at it in confusion and he raises a brow before I realize that I'm still on the floor.

He chuckles and I blush before accepting it as he helps stand on my own two feet. "W-What am I d-doing here" I mutter nervously.

"As you must know, my family and I are one's that get straight to the point.- he leans down till we're face to face and I couldn't even avert my eyes even if I wanted to. His ocean blue eyes are so captivating that I could drown in them so beautifully.

"You see amore, you are my soon-to-be wife and after what happened yesterday afternoon, you were taken back to your 'old home'. First thing in the morning I came to collect what is mine. I know that you have many questions in tha-

I look at him as if he is insane before cutting him off. "Excuse me but collect me? Look, I am my own myself and not some property that you think you can take a claim over as if I can be owned like some porcelain doll in a store. Then taken from my 'own home' here because you think I am your 'fiancee' - his jaw clenches and in my peripheral vision, I notice his hands are balled into fists but I pay no mind. "when I only just met you yesterday! You-

My mouth stops so suddenly as his eyes become a darker shade, like the night and the veins in his neck popping out as he glares. My mouth opens and closes, not knowing what to say before he wraps his hand around my throat, taking a step closer as I feel the edge of the bed touch the back of my leg and he speaks in a surprisingly calm tone that scares me more than if he yelled.

"Don't even go there with me neonata. I can lose my temper with a snap of your finger and it's not very pretty. I've waited too damn long for this moment to happen and when I want something. I get it. Whatever it may be." He promises.

"W-Where am I?" He smirks.

"You are in my house baby girl and you'll be staying with me." I stare at him wide-eyed and quickly shake my head. "No. I want to go home." He takes a step back, releasing me.

"This is your home." He bites out.

I shake my head again, "No. It's not. I will like to go home." I feel like stomping my foot like a child right now but also go to sleep because my head is hurting from all this thinking.

He takes in a deep breath leaning forward, his breath by my ear making me squirm. "Be ready in ten, then come down to have breakfast. Sofia will be up here to help." With that, he straightens his suit and leaves.