Leandro's pov
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I remebered the first time i had ever killed someone with my bare hands. The blood all over my hands and clothes whilst they lay there on the floor in excruciating pain. Begging for me to kill them.
My hands curled up by my sides not yet satisfied with the marks on his face. His breathing was slow and steady as if allready fading away. I took pity on these type of men. The type Who couldn't stand for themselves. Who could be nocked out in a punch or two. His pain wasn't enough. It felt good. So good to see him taking his last breaths infront of me. Being the last person they saw before they left. It was sadistic, i know.
Some might even call it phycotic. And i would gladly agree. The feeling was of an ungodly nature. Insane, deranged. But i couldnt help the feeling of amusement when his soul left his body. The best men arent always the most sane. And the most insane arent always the worst.
The saying was the only thing keeping me alive.
Lying infront of me, Her limp body was set still on the sofa. Her heart slow as her chest rises and falls. This woman. The way i wanted to stop her breathing there and then scared me. Everything about her from the way her hair slid across her face to the way she kept smiling in her sleep disgusted me.
I wanted to cover my hand around her neck and ask her who she was. But i needed her to live. I needed her every breath to come And her smile to never fade. I needed out of this life the same way i came in. Her dying infront of me wouldnt be a help.
My hand reached out to move her hair further away from her now marked face. To see the girl that brought the don to his feet. My father.
She didnt know anything going on infront of her as she slept. Un-knowing to the world around her.
Her eyes shot open. Inviting me to see the green orbs that circled.
Before i could speak a word, her forehead met mine. A scream flooding the apartment.
"AAHH" she bellowed into the air. Her scared expression not leaving her face whilst she moved and backed against the wall. She was scared of me.
"Oh so you have decided to show your face? I was wondering when you would show it. So you see im really sorry for doing whatever i did that semed to have pissed you off. I dont know you...so if you would kindly-"
She was nervous. Scared. She had backed herself into her own trap if she thought she could get away. I took a few steps forward to corner her. Naive, delusional. No one escapes me. Especially after hitting me. I thought, whilst rubbing my hand against ny temple.
"Listen darling, we have some ground rules" i said not caring whatver she was saying a moment ago. "You do not hit me, you do not talk back to me like right now and you do what i say when i say it wothout asking questions" i finished off backing her against the wall fully so she couldnt escape.
I realised she might not be as dumb as i thought because she quickly nodded and stopped whatever was going to come out of her mouth next. "You sleep in that room and you eat here, your not allowed to go anywhere else" my eyes shooting daggers at her. "Do you understand?"
The only sign to show she heard me was a nod. "Speak!"
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Alora's pov
He had a british accent, his smell eminiting the entire room. They were the same green eyes that i had last saw before being dragged into a car. He stared at me like i was the dust under his polished shoes. And i really was not. I may be a girl maintaining two jobs. Not having as much money as he did. Or didn't live a lavish life. But i was not going to stand here and watch my kidnapper disrespect me.
"I- you kidnapped me, i should be saying what is going to happen here" my mouth stuttered without permission. Eyes locking at each other. His hand moved to my sides against the wall behind me before he moved his head closer to ny face barely any space between us.
He moved his mouth towards my ears with a straight face. Was he gonna kiss me? Assault me? Oh crap! I did not sign uo for this. What if-
"Say that again" he whispered. His deep warm voice echoing in my ears. Eyes still locked on mine and his face straight.
My face was red.
No.
Not from blushing. God i couldn't be blushing right now. Soemone would blush if this happened with someone they liked. I clearly did NOT like him. And definitely not from embarrassment. If anything? It was because this is the first encounter I've had with the male species.
Sure, i see them walking around everywhere. From corridor to corridor, road to road. Seat to seat. But none of which would try to talk to me. Ofcourse they had tried many times to do so. But whenever they got the balls to get up and talk to the quiet girl. I would run 2 miles away from them. Or my best freind would punch them if she'd had enough of it. Not an option i liked doing.
So obviously when he came this close, my face was burning as red as a tomato through the melonin.
Nodding he took a step back. Removing his palms from the wall. "I said i was kidnapped so i should have a right in what goes on" my mouth bit back. I was probably putting nyself in more trouble but then he shouldn't have asked.
His eyebrows knotted in the middle. He was angry. Crap, his green eyes a darker colour than before. I thought he was gonna leave when he spun me around quicker than light grabbing my neck and pulling my head back to look at him.
"It was not up for discussion, sweetheart" he breathed. The warmth fanning on my neck. Eyes drifting to my lips and then back. His mouth was curved up in a frown. Distaste. Loath. Swirled in his mouth. Quickly letting go of my neck making me stumble back a few steps, he exited the room into which looked like a bedroom.
My eyes drifted to where the green eyed monster had disappeared. The room smelt like him. A scent flavoured with warm, mint and overly pungent cologne.
My neck still hurting form the grip he had on me. Fish i didn't even know his name. Where was i anyway? My eyes drifted to acknowledge the room i was in for the first time.
It was beautiful. Everything was put in its place. Not one thing out of order. The room was furnished with black sofa's surrounding another black glassed centre table which situated right next to the windows. It was massive. The windows reached from the floor to the ceiling. I had only imagined these in my dreams. Never believeing them. But i was here now.
I walked towards the kitchen touching the the counter with my index finger. It was marble. I was so hungry i hadn't eaten in ages. And who knows how long i was passed out for. I was about to make my way out iof the kitchen and try to get out of this prison because i didnt know how long i really had left.
Just when an unfamiliar sound cane from my tummy. Damn. I was hungry. Really hungry. And it wouldn't hurt to make something before i leave. Plus i wasn't in a rush. Its not like anyone would notice if i was gone for a few days. So an hour to make food was worth it.
Surprisingly, the fridge was filled with groceries. The only thing is, i didn't know how to cook. I couldn't cook to save my life. (Haha ironic cos i am literely trying to save my life).
I got out a pack of noodles because it was the second easiest thing to make other than toast. And seeming i had burnt toast yesterdy i was not going to burn this place down.
The noodles were ready in 15 minutes. I set a bowl and put some in. Setting it on the dinig table. The food did not seem great but it was good enough to eat for now.
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I looked out the window. We were in NYC. So i had travelled for approximately 6 hours?? I dont really remember a lot from when i was kidnapped. Just that there were two other guys in the car. And i had not seen them yet.
I was so tired. It was almost 12:00 and i hadnt talked or seen him again. For some reason i thought this was more of a blessing than a problem. Maybe god had kept mercy on me?
I didnt wnat to see him again. And trying to avoid him before i came up with a plan would make this so much easier.
There were so many rooms in this place, i didn't know where to go. Yawning, i lay my head down on the sofa which was more comfy than i was expecting. My eyes drifted off to the window where the sun had disappeared and the stars were shining. The big buildings infront of me.
If it were any other circumstance, i would have loved it here. But i was kidnapped. By a guy who didnt seem the most happy about it either. So i closed my eyes, promising to make up a plan and leave the next morning and let the sleep engulf me.
Hey guys!! There is a new chapter for you. I dont know. I think were dealing with more than just a playboy or mafia. Have you ever seen someone enjoy killing this much?
What do you think about the story so far?
Tell me how you like leandro's pov? Hes a bit narcissistic and she might be a bit naive but she is definitely not going to be disrespected. Do they fit together?
Love youu!!! The next chapter will hopefully be soon. During this weak maybe? Ill try my best. But thank
Youu ill see you next chapter!❤️❤️