Blood and Vows

EPISODE 5

Gianna still had that smirk on her face. She seemed to be at loggerheads with her brother. For reasons, I didn't even want to know. From nowhere Luciano appeared and whispered into Alessio's ears. He turns to me and tells me

"I have to go."

Immediately after he said that, I wanted to follow him. I didn't want to be in the midst of all these people, especially with his sister. He squeezed my hand tightly and pecked my cheek before walking out. I faced his direction, and for a moment I forgot other people were around. I forgot about Gianna.

"Your protector is gone; can you fight for yourself?"

Gianna mocked me. I mean, maybe at this moment Alessio was my protector. She wasn't wrong, especially based on the fact that he brought me into this place, but I could fight for myself.

"Leave me alone," I barked at her.

She giggled and said,

"If I don't leave you alone, what are you going to do about it?"

Then she giggled again.

"Run to Alessio like a lapdog to protect him from the big bad wolf? Or wait for the bodyguards he gave you, who are under my orders as well to protect you? Miss Emilia Conti, you're not ready for the Mafia world. It's filled with too many uncertainties."

Just then a bullet was shot at someone, and then came the screaming. One of my bodyguards ran to protect me but was shot trying to cover me. The entire place was chaos-filled. The last thing I remember was being knocked down with a gun on my head and falling down.

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"Where is she?"

I asked Luciano, who had a blank look on his face.

"Answer me?"

I bent his head down.

Moments after I had left Emilia, she was missing. From the look of things, she was taken as a hostage.

"It could be the rival cartel and their way of retaliating."

Gianna chipped in from the door where she stood.

"She might have a point."

Luciano indulged Gianna.

"The same cartel responsible for trying to kill me?"

Luciano swapped glances with Gianna.

"It's best we act with caution—"

I said what I wanted to say before Luciano could complete his statement.

"Find Emilia and kill anyone who gets in your way."

I didn't want to entertain any other suggestions; I wanted Emilia given back to me because she was mine and mine alone to keep.

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When I finally woke up, I was tied up in a dark room with flickering light from the extreme end.

"Help me!"

I screamed.

"Somebody help me!"

I screamed even louder. But it seemed I was underground because no one could hear me. My thoughts began to drift. How did I end up here? Could this be Alessio? No, I don't think he'd want me tied up, or it could be Luciano; I'm very sure it would be him. This would make him really delightful. But why? Is this how the Mafia world is? I began to think of how my life was snatched away. Taken captive, now this. I sighed because I didn't even know my fate.

Just then I heard gunshots outside the door. It startled me; I heard a man or some men wailing and shouting in pain. I wanted to help them even though I was scared. Just somebody was banging on the door; I was scared. Petrified, and then it burst open. Quickly they rushed to my aid, cutting loose the ropes I was bound in, and then one of the men lifted me on his back and took me out.

Waking up, I could feel a slight headache in the corner of my head. Adjusting myself to sit, I see a tray beside me on the bed, then a familiar voice awakens me fully.

"I brought you breakfast."

It was Alessio.

He stood by the balcony, facing the view. He wasn't wearing a shirt. Just in some black trousers.

"What happened?"

I asked because in the midst of everything. I'm confused.

"I suggest you eat first. You haven't eaten anything."

I barely have an appetite, so I ignored his advice to have breakfast.

"What happened? What was that all about? Why did they tie me up?"

He ignores my questions.

"Eat something; all that is not important."

I lose my mind; he dares to say it's not important.

"I almost lost my life, and you say it's not important?"

He walks up to my bedside, drags the tray, and forces my mouth open. Pulling away, I spit the food out.

"You can't force me to eat. You force me to stay here, force me to wear these expensive luxurious clothes, and force me to wear a ring that means nothing to me. Alessio, you can't force me to love you."

He drags my face close to his and places his lips right in front of mine. I'm lost in his eyes. I want to get swallowed in his mouth and wrap my hands around his neck.

"If you don't love me, why aren't you pulling away?"

He was right, so he pulled away.

"Emilia, you try to hide it, but you can't. Maybe I'm obsessed with you. Maybe I am. Maybe I can have any woman in the world, but for some reason that I can't comprehend, I want you, Emilia Conti. I want you."

He grabs my hand, and I don't know why his speech convinced me; I don't push his hand away. He drags me to his chest, and just then our lips get intertwined, and the hunger awakens in me. His fingers trace the lines on my neck all the way down to my n*****s. Tearing off the shirt, it exposed my A-cup breasts; quickly he devoured them, driving me towards pleasure's door. Unbuckling his trousers, I could feel him already getting hard.

"Are you sure you want this?"

I ask him. He whispers into my ears something that drives me insane.

"I want you on my tongue."