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The engine started and I saw two men in black suits in the front seats. Their side profiles were serious and fixed on the road. I turned quickly and looked over at the man who had kidnapped me and saw that he was rummaging through my bag.
“What are you doing? Who are you?” I shouted, my voice trembling a little at the end. Dread suddenly consumed me as I wondered if they were here for Henry. Were they taking me to him? “Are you helping Henry?” I quivered.
“Whose Henry?” The man muttered as he clicked open my iPhone and read the texts from Giovanni with a small smile on his lips.
I frowned. If they weren’t with Henry, what the fuck was this?
“Who are you?” I tried again, sitting a little straighter in the chair.
“My name is Lorenzo Leone,” he replied calmly. I stared at him blankly as he looked up at me, his blue eyes locked with mine. “Underboss of the Leone family.”
“Under what?” I asked. Am I supposed to know who he is? He gave me an amused look as he studied me curiously.
“You don’t know, do you? Interesting.”
“Don’t know what? What is going on? Are you going to kill me?” I rambled. Surely, if they were, they would have done it already.
He chuckled deeply. “No. We are not. Like I said. We just want to have a little chat.”
“We?”
The car came to a halt and the door closest to me opened. A man swiftly climbed in and sat next to me, sandwiching me between Lorenzo and himself. He was much older, probably double Lorenzo’s age and had a few scars on his face giving him a menacing look, although the expensive, designer outfit he was wearing contradicted it. He turned to me, looking me up and down slowly and I felt a shiver run down my spine.
“Is this her?” he questioned.
“Si,” Lorenzo answered and my head whipped back and forth between them both. “Although, she doesn’t seem to know anything about…anything.”
“Seriously, what the fuck is going on?” I snapped, getting irritated that no one was telling me a thing. Now I knew they weren’t going to kill me; the fear was not in control of me anymore and I had found my voice.
“Language,” the older man warned, and I narrowed my eyes on him. “Feisty one, isn’t she?”
“Si,” Lorenzo chuckled.
“Will you please stop talking about me as if I am not here and tell me what you want!”
The older man’s grin was lazy but wicked, one-blunt-tipped finger smoothing over his lower lip, back and forth like a hypnotic pendulum.
“We need you to deliver a message. To your boyfriend,” he said after a long silence.
“I don’t have a boyfriend!” I said, although I immediately knew who they were referring to.
“Really? So, you have sex with strangers in hot tubs all the time?” Lorenzo added.
My eyes widened in disbelief and my cheeks flamed. “What?”
“Don’t be shy, little girl. You certainly weren’t then.”
“Stop teasing her, Lorenzo. My name is Riccardo Leone, and I am the Don of the Leone family,” the older man held out his muscular tattooed hand to me and I looked down at it as if it was a snake about to strike. When I didn’t take it, he narrowed his blue eyes and dropped his hand. Hang on. Did he just say don? As in the mafia?
“Don? Like a mafia boss?” I squeaked, my eyes wide. They both smirked and nodded.
“I see what you mean. How has Giovanni managed to keep you in the dark? It’s impressive,” Riccardo chuckled.
Giovanni? “How do you know Giovanni? What is going on?” I was losing my patience now and the panic in me was rising. I was wedged between two mafia men with guns who wanted something from me. I had only ever heard about the mafia from films and TV shows and, even then, I hadn’t paid much attention. All I knew was that they were criminals and bad people.
“Giovanni Buccini, your so-called ‘not- boyfriend’, is the underboss of the Buccini family. The most powerful family in Northern Italy. And our enemy.” Riccardo stated frankly and I swear my heart stopped beating, before it began thundering in my chest. What was he talking about? Giovanni wasn’t part of the…
Something in me clicked. The wealth… the security… the guns… the fear he evoked in people…
