AMELIA~
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"
A blood curdling scream filled the air right outside my door, jolting me out of my deep slumber. I suddenly realized I was no longer in Dad's office, I was suddenly in my room and it was morning already. I gasped, jumping out of my bed and rushing over to the door.
It was Roxanne's voice. My dad's younger sister.
"Roxanne?!" I yelled back, my hand on the door and about to pull open. "What's that?"
"It's a snake, stay right back, Amelia".
I froze and then ran back to my bed, standing on it in alert.
Some minutes passed before my unlocked door clicked open. Roxanne sauntered in looking distressed.
"Hey kid". She grinned at me and I rolled my eyes.
"Hey, Old lady". A smile appeared on my lips as I slowly slid down to my bed. I watched Roxanne make her way to sit on my bed and she bounced on it, before moving to embrace me.
Although Roxanne was dad's younger step sister, she was never indifferent to me nor dad. She was three years older and three times sweeter. At age 25, she had risen to being an A-list model.
"You're back. We missed you".
"Me too. Where's dad?" I couldn't help but ask. Roxanne shrugged.
"Your dad left early. Guess he had so many business meetings to handle. He called me over to babysit".
My lips moved but said nothing. I slowly nodded. Roxanne was about speaking again when we heard someone scream again.
"s**t!" Roxanne sprang up and we both hurried out of my room.
"What's going on?" Roxanne inquired as soon as we reached the corridors leading to the kitchen. Two maids looked frightened, each of them holding long sticks.
Two of dad's bodyguards came rushing in and inquired the same thing.
"I've called animal control, Miss' '. One of the bodyguards informed Roxanne and she nodded, putting her hand around me to lead me back into the room, only to stop on sighting Dante, dad's best friend approach.
Roxanne's expression instantly darkened but Dante remained unaffected as he walked closer. It seemed the maids and the bodyguards knew something I was unaware of, they all began to excuse themselves.
Roxanne and Dante stood, seeming to be in a silent battle as I looked back and forth at them. None of them spoke, they just stared. I could feel the air get tensed, each passing second.
"Cool". I muttered stupidly and watched Roxanne give me a look and I shrugged.
"Hey, princess". Dante gave a smile and I returned it.
"Hey, Uncle Dante".
My eyes moved away from him to stare behind him. I saw five men approach, all of them in the same uniform, while a maid and an armed guard led them to us.
"Animal control, here". The one on blond muttered, an odd smile on his face and a large glaring scar on his face which made him appear unattractive. "Greetings".
Roxanne and Dante began to lead them, pointing at the corners they had seen the snakes. My hands flew to my pocket to pick out my phone only to realize it was left in my room, I pivoted back to the direction of my room.
Just as I reached my door, I noticed something strange. My door which had been flung wide open, was suddenly jammed and couldn't open no matter how much I pushed it.
"What the f**k?!" I was frustrated. I could hear my phone ringing in there and just I could take a step back, I felt all the hairs on my back stand, my breath slowed and I halted.
There stood the blond man, a manical smile on his face, which sent goosebumps running down my skin. He leaned on the wall fingering a gun-like weapon, my heart began to race.
"Oh hello! I came to make sure there are no snakes here too". He murmured, and if I hadn't been watching keenly, I would've thought he was speaking to his weapon.
I gulped uneasily. "There are no snakes here. Please go downstairs". I waited for him to do something. Anything. But when he didn't, I turned to walk away. Fast.
"Are you a screamer?" He said out of the blue, halting my steps.
Oh God!
I could feel my feet turning cold. I instantly spun around only for blood to drain from my face on seeing him, pointing the gun-like weapon at me.
"W-What are you doing?..." Panic gripped me and I yelled. "Roxanne!!!".
The blond man chuckled wickedly. "Silly girl. Do you know my men out there, have lots of dangerous snakes in their bags, ready to unleash them. Perhaps…" He drawled, only for me to hear Roxanne scream.
Horror gripped me. This was the first time I had encountered abduction ever. First time to encounter something sinister like this.
"Ah... Roxanne just screamed, who knows what Dante is about to do next?" He titled his head, a sinister smile on his face that made my skin crawl. How did he know about us?!
"Ahh...are you wondering how I know about you? What if the person who sent me was Roxanne?..." My breath slowed. "... Or Dante? Or someone who wants you dead?" My legs were threatening to give up on him as I heard him speak in cruel delight.
I fidgeted, when I heard him mutter. "Come here". He waved.
Breathe in… and out… Amelia you got this.
My gaze pinned on him as I sauntered toward him.
He extended his hand for me to take and before he could utter another word, my legs flew to his groin, kicking him with so much force that made the gun and the handkerchief in his hand slip. I could tell it contained chloroform.
Wasting no time, I rushed for the gun. Perhaps, I should have lunged for the handkerchief? Because the next thing I felt was someone pushing me to the ground, and then hitting my limb.
I screamed. Tears of pain flowing down my cheeks.
"b***h!!!" He cursed out loud as he straddled me while I dug in my nails into his face. He fisted my hair, slamming my face hard to the ground. Once, twice, and thrice.
I was horrified he'd break open my skull. I could see stars. I couldn't breathe. I thrashed and struggled, trying to free myself from his grip, but he's too strong.
I felt his hot breath on my neck, I could smell his sweat. I didn't know what to do. I was trapped, like a small animal caught in a snare.
I'm fighting for my life, but I felt like I was losing. I could hear the man's heavy breathing, and it sounded like a growl. I felt his body pressed against me and the cold metal of his belt buckle against my skin. I can smell his cologne, and it reminded me of my dad's funeral, when I was 10. A scent that had traumatized me for life.
And then finally, my captor had the handkerchief placed on my nose. My world spun. My body began to turn lax.
Where was Stefano? A tear rolled down my cheek.
I heard gunshots and screams.
And then everything turned black.
~ ~
"Dad!!!?"
I shrieked, thrashing. Everywhere felt dark. I could hear voices, I could feel my head about to be split. Panic set in. Oh God! They must have gotten me despite my struggles.
"Amelia?" I heard the chattering stopped. It sounded like Roxanne, a sob escaped me.
Was I r***d? Was my body broken?
"Hey, open your eyes". Roxanne gently tapped me. I forced myself to obey. My eyes instantly took in that I was in my room, before it moved to stare at Roxanne and Dante who was in the room and other maids, all looking worried.
"Hey, you're fine". She cooed, her voice broke as she embraced me.
"Where's dad?" I wasn't okay. I wanted Stefano, despite how strange it was.
"I'm here". His deep voice resounded, his hawk eyes landing on me. Roxanne released me and I turned to face him. Stefano looked like a mess. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair disheveled and his shirt looked rumpled.
I could see little blood stains which made me panic. Did they hurt him?
"I want to speak with Amelia".
It was a cue for everyone to leave and they all started to leave.
"Dad". My pent-up emotions burst open. My tears began to flow.
Stefano hurried to my side, gently pinning me to his chest and rubbing me.
I squeezed his shirt, pulling him closer. His scent instantly filled me. Soothing me. He smelt like an ocean breeze, some exotic combination I couldn't recognize.
"Stay still". I heard him utter and then he pushed away from me, looking into my eyes. My heart did that stupid thing again- fluttering.
"I thought I lost you, my sweet girl". He caressed my face, I could feel the pain in his voice. It broke me more.
"Daddy… Stefano… I need you to_"
I gulped when I saw him lean in slowly, his soft lips I've always imagined to taste, just grazed mine, once, twice, twice, then closing over mine in a gentle and slow kiss.
His hot, wet tongue slid into my mouth, tasting me, exploring. Quickly turning aggressive, he started f*****g my mouth with his tongue,
deep, long licks that seemed to go in my p***y. He dominated my mouth with that kiss. I could feel it. Like he owned me; it felt too good.
He broke away, his mouth moving to my ear. "I'm making you mine, Amelia. I need to taste you. I can no longer hold on. Pull away, if you don't want to,” he snarled.
My heart rate spiked at his rough tone.
Fuck!
Was this how a forbidden fruit tasted?
So sweet???
With just a single nod of my head, I realized my life with Stefano would never be same again and then I leaned in.