The Don’s Desire

MY WEAKNESS

Mia's Point Of View

- 10:30 a.m.

"Get in," Sebastian said as he opened the back door to the SUV. I got in and he came in after me.

The car drove off, and I stared out the window with my hand pressed to my cheek. The scenery was beautiful, and I was just realizing the huge fountain in the middle of the yard.

The car came to a halt and I looked up to see the gate slowly opening. Sebastian sighed, and the car drove off. I looked over at Sebastian, and he was texting on his phone.

"See something you like, Baby?" He asked. Baby? Ew. I looked away from him.

"When am I going to get my phone back?" I asked him.

"I don't have your phone on me. And you're not getting it back, you just get to make a few calls and keep it for the day," He told me.

"Oh." That was all I said. I didn't feel like going back and forth with him.

"Where do you want to go for our honeymoon?" He asked me. What?

"We're going on a honeymoon?" I asked, looking at him.

"Yes, we're going on a honeymoon. I'll give you the choice to choose somewhere. Anywhere," He muttered. Some nerve he has.

"I don't care where we go," I said.

How can I think about that when I was kidnapped? My family thinks I ran off because Charlie broke my heart, and I supposedly quit my job. Why on earth would I want to go on a honeymoon with him?

He is being so nonchalant about this and it angers me. He gets to be happy while I have to suffer in silence because I can't say the things I really want to say and all I can do is cry, I hate how weak I have become and that's because he knew my weakness.

My family. My little brother.

"Okay, Maldive it is," He said to me. Kiss my ass.

About 20 minutes later, we pulled up to a massive building. One of the guys at the front of the car got out and opened the door for Sebastian, and he got out, holding his hand out to me. I swallowed my pride and took his hand, getting out of the car.

He tucked his phone in his pocket and laced his fingers through mine. It felt...good. His hands were bigger than mine, but there was no denying how well they fitted together. Maybe he was designed to kidnap me.

"Alright, baby. Where do you want to go first? We have at least 4 hours before the crowd comes onto us," He muttered.

"I don't know where we are," I admitted. He chuckled and started walking to the open entrance of the building.

"I know it's on the fancier side, but this is what malls look like here in Italy. Of course, we sell the same things you can buy in America, but sometimes it can be a little more pricey than you are used to. You have nothing to worry about though, about because your fiancé is paying, my love," He said to me.

"Stop calling me that," I said, quietly. I looked around and guys in black suits were following us, a few of them stopping at corners.

"Despite what you think, Mia, this is forever. Just go with the flow and have fun. I am not so bad," He tried to reassure me. I looked at him.

"Didn't you yank me like a rag doll this morning? Told me you would kill me? There is nothing settling about that," I said through gritted teeth.

He hummed as we came to the first store, and he pushed the door open, motioning for me to go in first. I rolled my eyes and walked in.

"You are so beautiful when you're upset," He said, his hand falling to the small of my back as he led me to one of the clothes racks.

"Where are the clothes you bought for me?" I asked him.

"They are different clothing. The fancy type for business outings, dinner, that kind of stuff. Now, I am going to take a seat, and you show me the haul," He said.

"I am not doing that," I told him.

"I guess you wouldn't mind your brother getting kicked out of college," He said, taking a seat on a sofa that was directly in front of the changing room. I gritted my teeth.

"I hate you," I said, walking off to find something in this store. I f*****g hate this man.

・AN HOUR LATER

"That's too long, don't you think?" Sebastian asked me as I walked out wearing a sundress.

"It's not. That's how it's supposed to be worn," I told him as I looked at myself in the mirror. I turned around to face him and his mouth made an 'O'.

"On second thought, it's perfect. I didn't see that the slit was that far up," He said to me.

"I think I'm done now," I told him.

"Done? Are you kidding me?" His accent coming out thicker. He stood up and walked over to the jeans section.

"I already have jeans," I muttered. He looked through the sizes of the ones that were too explicit and then picked one from each style.

"Here, try these. I'm feeling generous," He told me. I frowned at him.

"You're just another one," I muttered, grabbing them from his grasp.

"Another what?" He asked, a bit confused.

"Another man who believes women aren't supposed to be treated with respect. Men, like you, disgust me. You especially," I said, walking back into the dressing room.

Instead of going to ask him if they were okay, I tried them on and made sure they fit. They were a bit tight on my ass, but who cares? I put the dress back on and then walked out of the dressing room. Sebastian was nowhere in sight, and I could hear him speaking from the distance.

I followed his voice with the jeans in my hands, and he was speaking to the cashier in Italian. He looked at me and I set the jeans down.

After he paid for them, he grabbed the bags and started to leave the store. This is the fifth store we have been to, and let's say it took longer than 4 hours. It's almost 3:30 p.m. and I am hungry now.

One of the men opened the door for Sebastian, and he walked out, motioning for me to walk ahead.

His mood was different now. Though he never smiled, he was more tense now, and I could tell he was angry. He handed off the bags to one of the guys, and they placed them in the trunk of the car. Sebastian turned to me and I almost bumped into his chest. He handed me a pink clothing.

"Put this on," He commanded. I grabbed it and put it on

"Thanks," I said, softly.

I have been so cold, and I would die before I asked him for anything. He opened the back door of the car, motioning for me to get in, so I did.

The car ride back to the manor was quiet. My mind retracts back to the things that I bought. I had to get a bunch of satin pajamas set because I was not going to wear lingerie and thongs to bed, next to that bastard.

Some nerve he has.

Was he really expecting me to wear that next to him? After he kidnapped me?

We got back to the house and the guys brought the bags inside. Sebastian called Stasia and another maid, Lucia, to take them up to the bedroom.

After she left, Sebastian closed the door behind her after telling her something in Italian, and I could have sworn he said something about Luca. I don't know who that is, but oh well.

"I tried to be cordial with you today," He said, turning around to face me.

"I apologize if I haven't noticed because you kidnapped me less than 48 hours ago and have been reminding me that if I don't do as you say, you are going to kill me and make my family suffer," I said. He chuckled and walked over to me. I took a few steps back and hit the bed.

"I am going to give you two choices. You can leave, and I promise you that I will hunt you and your family down and kill you one by one. I'll be sure to let you watch me kill your brother because something tells me you love him more than anything. I won't kill you right after because I am going to watch you suffer the losses of your family. Or, you can shut the f**k up and have some respect. I haven't insulted you since we met, and you don't want me to start. You can hate me all you want, but I will wreck you so f*****g bad, this hate you have for me, will seem so petty. So, what is your choice? Hmm? The moment I leave this room, everything leaves with me and I will do what I plan to do," He stated, calmly.

I wanted to apologize to him, but my pride wouldn't let me. My hands were pressed into the bed as I leaned back onto them. Don't cry, Mia. He doesn't deserve your tears. Don't cry at all, because one day you will be free of him.

I stood my ground, and he nodded with a sinister smile, leaving the bedroom and slamming the door shut behind him. I exhaled sharply, and my hand flew to my chest, feeling how my heart was racing.

Walking into the bathroom, I closed the door behind me and let the tears fall freely. I am so hungry right now and angry too. All I said was that he disgusted me, and now he is threatening to kill my entire family. What was he expecting?

He kidnapped me! I was better off in my bedroom, crying and feeling sorry for myself after I found Charlie and Tina in bed.

God, please tell me. What did I do to deserve this?

"Ma'am, are you okay in there?" I heard Stasia's voice. I wiped my face and took a deep breath.

"Yes, I am okay. Did you need something?" I asked her.

"Mr. Sebastian told me you wanted something to eat, so I brought you some food while we make dinner," She said on the other side of the door.

"Thank you so much, Stasia," I said to her.

"No problem. I wanted to ask, is there anything special you would like? Maybe for breakfast, tomorrow?" She asked me. I didn't want to say anything, but she was being polite.

"I don't know about breakfast, but it's been a while since I've had beef quesadilla," I told her.

"Alright, we can have that arranged," She told me.

"Thank you," I said to her.

She left the room afterward. I took the makeup and walked back into the bedroom to see a tray on the dresser. I ate some of it and then went to the numerous bags on the floor, so I could put the clothes away. Furthermore, I need to take a nap because I didn't get much sleep tonight.