Cara's POV:
After a minute or two a tall muscular man walked out the room he walked up to me standing tall to me "let's go " he pulled me by my elbow and walked me out "where are you taking me ?"
"Home " he said his Italian accent so string it took me a minute to realise what he had said
A black jeep with tinted window pulled up outside the door opened when the man who i assume is one of those rich dirty men's bodyguards threw me inside
He jumped in next to me "what's your location?" It took me a minute or two to understand him once again
"Uh white street next to the old church" he nodded and spoke in Italian to the driver I was Italian by blood yes but unfortunately I couldn't understand or speak Italian I had being thrown into foster homes once I turned 4 years old and sadly the American school only thought me English
After a while the body guard who had flung me inside the car broke the silence
"Well I didn't intend to shove you like that it's my job to be all scary" finally he spoke a bit clear so I could understand him
"So lemmi guess your like a gummy bear outside work ?" He shook his head
"Nah by the way my name's Marco " i smiled replying "Cara "
"Nice to meet you Cara " he said turning back to his cold stone emotionless face
"Wish I could say the same " I turned to look at the streets of Vegas filled with rich and drunk people who intend to do nothing but shame the poor I hated that in order for me to live in this world id have to sell my body to perverts or to the devil himself
We arrived at my white almost falling apart home the body guard nodded for the driver to park and spoke in Italian
I jumped out the car when Leo's figure emerged from the door he looked at me with disgust "what the fuck !?" He asked when he saw the car I looked at the ground when I heard Marco speak in his now strong Italian accent
"A word Leo, Cara head on inside " i nodded and walked inside
I didn't dare look outside the window I didn't dare to
After a while Leo walked into the house his nose bust along with a blue eye I was shocked cause I didn't hear any noise or shouts
I peeked behind him to see the Jeep had left when I looked back at him he smacked me across my face
I fell to the ground following with a thud noise
"You fucking had to go and run your mouth didn't you huh you little bitch!" He yelled at me as he started to kick me in the stomach I cried and grabbed onto my knees hugging them he stopped and spat on me
"I didn't tell them anything I swear " i said sobbing
"Then how the fuck did wolf know !?" I kept quite as the blood flowed down my chin from my nose and mouth
He then cursed swearing me all kinds of things before he grabbed his jacket and walked out the door
I laid on the floor unable to contain my life my soul feels as if it's going through world war deciding if I should kill myself to just end this misery but that would make me a coward
I then showered along with changing into a hoodie and jogger
I knew I could live like this I couldn't take this abuse everyday of my life I couldn't be his punching bag or prostitute
I packed my bags along with some of his hidden stash I knew I had to be fast cause if he had caught me no telling what he would do
I ran outside and jumped into his car which has being parked in the driveway luckily I grabbed the keys on my way out
I started the ignition and backed out never looking at the house I once called home
Lorenzos POV:
I slowly pushed myself into Sophia closing my eyes at how she felt wasn't the best but it had to do I arrived in Sicily a few days ago and yet I couldn't get that princess out of my head everything I did her eyes was in my head it felt embalmed there I couldn't get it out no matter what I had did her perfume litterally filled my nose I had only seen her for less than five minutes and yet it feels as if I've known her my whole life could she be HER no that can't be they had told Papa that she had died with her parents
After I pumped in and out of Sophia her moans cracked me from my thoughts I pulled out her eyes went wide
"What's the matter ?" She asked slowly pulling her dress back on
"Get out !" I yelled I was so close to pulling the gun out and killing her on the spot but I held myself back
I couldn't I couldn't let her get to my head her eyes her hair her presence was good enough for me she pleasured me without even acknowledging it
I walked out my room and ordered a maid to change my sheets
I walked into my office
"Ahh brother how are-" Alessandro asked but stopped mid sentence upon seeing my face
"Sandro my brother not good " i sunk into my chair and held my head
Alessandro was my young brother I was 2 years older than him so that made him 18 years he was young but quite mature for his age he already had settled down and even expecting a baby soon
"This girl Sandro I can't get her out of my head everything I do is about her and the fucking problem is I only fucking knew her for fucking 3 minutes !" I yelled throwing my whisky cup on the wall he walked up to me and placed a hand on my shoulder
"We will find her brother "
"No" he raised an eyebrow at me
"Why not ?"
"Shes to innocent to be in my world Sandro I can't I don't have the heart to bring her into the mafia " i pinched the bridge of my nose closing my eyes
Whenever I thought of her my heart ached I needed her next to me I needed to hold her when I'm stressed when I'm angry and most importantly I needed her to be mine
"Enzo you have murdered over hundreds of thousands of people how can you say you don't have the heart to-"
"Sandro I have a heart to kill I have a heart to hate but I do not have the heart to love"
"I'll give you a week " he said smirking at me and walking out the door
What am I going to do how can I ? How the fuck was I so stupid to leave her there !
I threw another glass onto the wall
When Alessandro opened the door and said
"We leave in two days "
Yes I'm going to make her mine and if anyone walks into that path as the years go pass I'll fucking put a bullet in their head