Retrieving Memories

Retrieving Memories

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"Why didn't you just tell me." I look into his eyes and wish I haven't. It was so full of hurt and I didn't like it. "I can't Dani," he answered lowly. I took a step forward and cupped his cheeks. "I would have believed you. You know I would." I said as I brought myself closer to him. "That is why I can't. I just can't bear losing you. I almost did and that is all my fault." A tear rolled down his cheeks while his head hung low in shame. "We both know it wasn't your fault." ***** Life ain't fair and it just proved it to Daniela. After waking up in a hospital bed with a room full of family members she can't even remember, she was almost certain she's doomed. But all the reoccurring dreams she has gave her hope. The guy in her dreams is her only hope to get her old life back. But what if finding the guy in her dreams was harder than she thought? Note: There might be errors in my story so please ignore them and continue reading, I'll edit them ASAP. I do hope you give this story a chance
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His Possession. Mafia Romance. Dark Romance. Enemies To Lovers. "Let me go!" I seethed through gritted teeth. I felt an uncontrollable amount of fear rake over my body. I soon began to shake. The fear that I just barely managed to suppress earlier is now clawing its way back up to the surface, rearing its ugly head once again, and hits ten times harder than before. The sensation is literally paralyzing. The feeling totally bypassing 'fight' or 'flee' and going straight to freeze. I feel like yacking up all that greasy food I had eaten during my shift at the diner. But I swallow the urge to do so and grit my teeth. Trust me, I wanted nothing more than to yack all over this pretentious douche. "Sorry kitten, not ever going to fucking happen." He said carelessly as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. His eyes were fixed on the dark road ahead of us, the road I surely didn't want to die on. Before I could even finish forming a coherent thought, the car swerved hard to the side of the road and comes to a sudden stop, sending me flying into the dash. My forehead collides with the smooth leather of the dashboard. I hear him rustling around, but can't see much due to the black spots in my vision. You know, from literally eating the dash. I hear the sound of something popping open and then liquid being poured. "Tell me kitten," I hear him say slyly. "Does this smell like chloroform?" He chuckles as he reaches across the console to press a rag to my face. Emily Watts, twenty years old and living alone in LA, due to her parents being drunken assholes. She had barely any money to her name, and worked at a small diner, trying to earn some money. Emily's life was in a constant loop, work and sleep. Until it was turned upside down when she meets the most powerful Mafia boss: Luca Adorno. NUMBER 1 IN #HOSTAGE - 08/02/20 NUMBER 1 IN #KIDNAP - 09/07/20 Completed in 2019. (IN NEED OF AN EDIT)

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