The Mafia's Bride

Chapter 6

Luca POV

I dropped my phone and walk to the balcony looks like she had made up her mind . I dialed my pilot number and told him to be on standby.

I picked up a car key to my Bugatti and head down to my garage, I started the car and driver to her apartment. After getting there I opened the glove compartment to bring out the syringe filled sedatives. I dialed her number.

“Hello”

“I am outside your apartment building can you come out and see me for a while. I am leaving for Italy tonight.”

She went silent for a while before replying.

“Okay, I will be there shortly.” She said and hang up.

A few minutes later, she opened the passenger seat and slide in. I glanced at her and smile.

“ Why do you want to see me Luca?” She asked straight to the point.

“Micina, I remembered when we first met, you were not this cold right. So why are you avoiding me and being so flippant, huh?” I grabbed her hands desperately.

She pulled away from him placing her hands on her lap. “Since you want the truth, then have it. I don’t feel good about you.”

“What?”

“I am just a simple artist, I prefer a simple and quiet life. I don’t think I can have that with you and you know why. So stop pressuring me and let this go. There are other women for you.” She opened the passenger door to get out but I pulled her back in for a hug. I uncapped the syringe held her tightly and then injected the drug into the side of her neck.

“What the f**k, Luca? Have gone mad!” She pulled away holding the side of her neck. She hastily pulled at the door but found it locked.

“What…ar ..are you doing?” She groaned trying to remain focus. She grabbed my arm desperately. “Luca am sorry Please let me go.”

Smiling, I grabbed the back of her neck and takes her mouth in a long penetrating kiss. She gasps and I take the opportunity to slide into her mouth mating her tongue. It’s satisfying to finally get her here. I bit her lower lip savagely but not enough to cut her.

“About what you said about other women, sorry but you are the only one for me. And if you know how I feel about you are going to be so terrified. I want to f*****g devour you. Now you belong to me. Every. Single. Inch.” I lay her back on the car seat. She stares at me trying to stay awake.

“Why don’t you rest for a while. We still have a long way to go.” I smile softly.

She passes out.

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Yasmine POV

I woke with a pounding headache and queasy stomach. My mind was blank and I can’t seem to remember much. What happened last night? Did I had too much of drinks. But wait I was in my apartment.

I tried to open my eyes but even that just aggravate my headache and I can’t feel any clothe on my skin, I don’t have the habit of sleeping naked so why. I opened my eyes slowly and take in the bedroom.

Where are am I ? This is not my bedroom. I sat up a little bit and my mind clears and the events of last night starts rushing in.

I had a fight or was it an argument with Luca. What kind of crazy bastard kidnaps a woman just because she refuses to get in a relationship with you. I quickly check between my legs to see if I have been violated and sigh in relief.

I wrapped the sheets around my body and glanced around. The bedroom was Tuscan styled, decorated in warm ,rich, earthy tones. Soft morning light streamed in through the windows illuminating the terracotta-tiled floor. The bed seemed quite large, probably a king size with velvet pillows and large antique wardrobe and furniture. Vintage tapestries were draped over the windows, filtering the sunlight while adding warmth to the room. I walk to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. I walk to the wardrobe and open it surprise to find so many female clothes.

I hear the door opening and he walks in holding a tray of what looks like a plate of lasagna, a bottle water and a glass cup.

He place the tray on the nightstand and filled the cup with water.

I walk to the window to take a look outside but only saw hectares of land with grape vines. No sign of New York around here. What the…

“What is this place? Where have you brought me?.” I said angrily. He walk towards me holding the glass of water.

“ Tuscany, Italy? Consider it a vacation.” He held the cup to my lips.

“C’mon drink.”

Snatching the glass of water out of his hand I down it.