Me&You
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I walked into the back yard in a swimming suit and lay in a chair by the pool when someone stands over me and says "Eliza...we need to talk" he said in a deep voice and I look at him "why? I thought you didn't want me around you or talking to you?" I said bitchy but he deserves it after what he said about me. I was pulled out of thoughts when I was getting lefted "fine." he growled and brought me to his room and slammed the door and locked it. Then drops me on the bed and grabs me by the neck and kisses me hard "I. (kiss) didn't.(kiss) mean. (kiss) what. (kiss) I. (kiss) said. (kiss)." " Liam what are we? i'm so confesed one minute your saying you want me and the next your saying to fuck off!" I yelled "I don't-" I cut him off "I got my answer" I get up from the bed and unlock the door and slammed it shut and run to my room.
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Every young girl dreams of becoming a princess someday, right? Wrong! That wasn't my dream- far from it! I dreamt of a day where, upon reaching my eighteenth birthday, I could finally escape my neglectful "parents" who only acknowledged me when it suited them. But all that changed when I learned my 'parents' had been arrested on drug charges, and an unknown side of my 'family' had been looking for me since before I had even been born. Enter Mr. Castellucci and his seven sons, and I quickly understood why Maria had never mentioned a previous marriage or her other 'children.' These men were not the dashing princes riding white horses; they were dark, imposing, and intimidating figures. And Mr. Castellucci was determined to take me back with him to his lavish home somewhere in Italy -so far from my comparatively uncomplicated life in New Haven, Connecticut - and begin building my new life there with them. Although wary that these men had a more nefarious and sinister reason for taking a sudden interest in me than being a 'long-lost family member', they were doing an excellent job of easing me into a false sense of security by treating me like their long-awaited 'Principessa'. Desperate for their love and approval, while struggling with my inadequacies and haunted past, I was naïvely unaware of their ruthless nature and sheer power. I did not realise the scope of their 'charm' until it was too late. Far too late. Until I was precisely where they wanted me: under their thumb and control, with no prospects of ever escaping them as Maria had done before me, I was nothing more than a bird locked in a gilded cage, that they had deviously led me to believe was the price of love and safety. Let it be said once and for all: The Italian mafia did not ask; they took what they deemed as theirs to take. And I was THEIRS. _______________ This is my dark, twisted take on the popular Mafia, Older Brothers/Younger Sister, and Lost/Found Daughter/Sister tropes.

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