Spiralled

Chapter - 18

Olivia’s PoV

“f*****g SPEAK!” He yelled and I screamed in fear.

He let go of my chin and took out a gun from his suit and pointed it, safety off.

“I give you five seconds. After that you are going to get five bullets.”

I looked at his calm and composed face as if he has done this a million times.

I looked down, defeated.

“I killed a man.” I mumbled.

“Louder.”

I looked him tearfully.

“I killed a man.” I said loudly. “I’m your sister’s apartment.”

His eyebrows furrowed.

“I go to same college as Angelina. We used to go to same boxing gym. One day she comes up to me crying and scared. When we got to her apartment, the door was already opened. We knew something was wrong so she pulls out a gun. We found her maid in the kitchen dead. We didn’t know a stranger was already in the house. In panic and self defence, I shot the gun. The man was dead. We ran off. Angelina gave me her number and she left. After two months I got a call from man named marcello Bellini claiming he knew about the murder. He threatened me to give me the whereabouts of your sister out he would surrender the evidence to the cops. I called Angelina after that told her about the call. And then you kidnapped me. That’s all.”

I looked at him, having no more secrets.

He looked at me intently, good face not giving away anything.

“I swear I’m not lying.” I said in defeat.

“Let’s go.” Was all he said.

I got up and followed him silently. As soon as we exited the room, an army of guards surrendered me as if I was going to take off at any moment.

I followed Angelina’s brother to a convoy of cars. A sleek white car was parked in the middle. I was shoved into an SUV on front of it.

I was quite in the car. I didn’t understand their language. I didn’t know where we were going. I dozed off in couple minutes only to be woken up by a violent jerk. Something slammed in the car and we swerved.

I screamed, hitting the my head on the window as my hands were still tied. The driver cursed and tried to brake to minimise the damage.

The door opened and I was pulled out, falling on the hard concrete. A masked man grabbed me by my hair and began to drag me to his car. I struggled, crying and throwing my legs everywhere.

I saw Angelina’s brother’s car stop a few steps away as he stepped out angrily. I tried to shout but I was in too much pain.

We were almost to the car when a bullet hit the man dragging me, squirting his blood everywhere. I feel face down on the ground painfully.

My cries echoed in the air as my body couldn’t tolerate the continuous trauma and manhandling.

A familiar scent hit my nose as Angelina’s brother picked me up, shielding me. Only then I realised that the bullets were flying everywhere. We took a cover behind a car. I clung onto him for life, burying my face in his chest.

His smell was oddly comforting. I felt like I was untouchable in his arms. He shot a few men but I refused to look. My body shook with every cry and pain shot up everywhere.

My breath caught in my chest the moment he held my head gently and pushed me into him more. Instant sense of security flared up in my body as I relaxed involuntarily.

His warmth engulfed me like flames that threatened to burn me whole. I leaned in and listened to his racing heart. I held his suit lapel with all my might. The sound of bullets blurred out as I closed my eyes, about to pass out. This was most comfortable I felt since the day of murder. It was f*****g laughable that the man who held me hostage just half an hour ago was now protecting me pole I was the most precious thing in world.

“I think I am going t….”

And everything blacked out.

Valentino’s PoV

She fainted in middle of a f*****g shootout. Her head fell against my chest and I clenched my gun.

This girl irritated me from the moment I saw her. The way she spoke, the way she looked, the way she carried that innocence, the way she felt against me.

She was so f*****g small, a part of me wanted to discard her right there. I knew if I stayed in her presence she could become a liability.

“Smettila di fissare la ragazza e concentrati sul gioco, Val! (stop gawking at the girl and get your head in the game Val!)” Felix shouted.

Anger surged through me. I let her go as she slumped on the concrete. I was behind schedule because of this nonsense and I was annoyed.

We managed to subdue all the men and take hostage. I tucked my gun in my suit and stood up.

“Lei viene in ufficio con noi. Buttiamola in una macchina dietro di noi. (She comes to the office with us. throw her in a car behind us.)”

I adjusted my suit and sat in my Maserati, glaring at the annoying woman.

Olivia’s PoV

My body ached even more after I woke up on a sofa in a random office. My hands were chained along with my feet. Did they not see the injuries I had sustained?! I could barely stand let alone run out of here. It was painful to even breath deeply.

My head hurt abnormally. I touched it to find dried blood caked in my hair and I gagged. The office was too cold and it hurt my wounds.

There as no one else present inside the office making it too quite but I knew escape wasn’t possible since I was already chained up like a dog.