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BIA

I’m sitting in the living room while Thalia is in her bedroom calling her mother, I am trying to focus on the book I’m reading.

I only made it a few pages into the book before I started daydreaming about Cillian. I want to go home but am I ready to? How will things be between us when I get there? Will it be the same? Will it be different than it was before? Will he keep his promises that he has made me in his letters?

I hope things will be better, he says he wants to fall in love with me and grow old with me.

Could he actually love me? I don’t think he could. My family found me unlovable so why wouldn’t he? He was forced to marry me so it’s not like he actually wanted me. He was backed into a corner, and I guess I was the best option, but still, why would he choose to love me when he could love someone more beautiful, someone who hasn’t been raped and lost his baby.

How does he not hate me for losing Lucas? I know everyone has told me it’s not my fault, but I blame myself. I should have done more, tore my hands up so I could have fought Tristan harder.

He said, I was a tease. How was I a tease? I didn’t try to tease him. If I did, I didn’t mean to. I never wanted his attention, all I ever wanted was to get away from my family and try to at least be content in my life. I didn’t need to be happy, as long as I wasn’t hurting, I would be okay.

It seems every time I escape one hell, I find myself in another one. I just want to be somewhere I’m not being attacked.

“B-bia?”

I hear Thalia call my name and look over to see a man standing behind her with a gun pointed at her head.

“Get up!”

he yells at me. I quickly drop my tablet to the floor and do as he says.

“What do you want?”

I ask quietly.

“You don’t fucking ask questions. Now start walking.”

“Please, don’t do this. Please, no.”

I try to move away but another man steps in front of me and wraps his hand around my throat before pointing a gun at my head.

“You do as we say, or you can get a front row seat to us playing with your friend here before we kill her.”

“No please let her go, I will come. Just please let her go.”

“No, now what’s the choice going to be Bia?”

“I’ll come.”

I say quietly.

“Good,”

he snaps and moves his hand from my throat to the back of my chair and yanks me forward. I’m dragged through the house by my hair and tossed into the back of a van and Thalia is tossed in behind me.

“Are you okay?”

I whisper.

“Aww, how sweet.”

A man snickers, I look up and there is a man sitting across from us. He has a stained white tank top, greasy black hair, and a cigar sticking out from his yellow teeth. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out two syringes.

“Who wants to go first?”

I immediately get flashbacks to Tristan stalking toward me that night.

“NO. Stay away,”

I scream and start kicking out at him, I land a kick at him, which turns his mood from teasing to mad.

“You stupid fucking cunt,”

he says as he smacks my face.

“You get to be first,”

he says as I feel a needle jammed into my arm.

I immediately start feeling dizzy. “T-Thalia I’m sorry.”

Vincenzo

I run my hand up and down Gabriella’s thigh, I wishing we were still at home and not going to check on Bia. With Bia under De Luca protection, I agreed to check on her every week to make sure she is okay.

“Can you behave?”

Gabriella asks me.

“Nope, my wife is sexy as fuck, and I want to sink my cock inside of her,”

I tell her, giving her a smoldering look.

She shakes her head.

“You will have to wait until we get home.”

“I know, and just so you know, the second we get home I will have you naked and in my mouth.”

I watch as she squeezes her thighs together, I love doing this to her. Winding her up to the point I know she is dripping wet for me; it makes her so responsive.

She glares at me. “I know what you’re doing?”

“And what is that, my little phoenix?”

“Stop winding me up on purpose. I don’t want to be walking around soaking wet.”

I park the car and look over at her, about to tease her about wearing wet panties but then I see that the front door is wide open.

“Stay in the car.”

I jump out and carefully make my way to the front of the house. I glance in the window; I don’t see anything alarming yet. I move inside, checking the closets on my way down the hallway toward the bedrooms, but I pause when I see drops of blood in the hallway.

I follow them and they lead out the back door, and as expected, there is no one in sight. Fuck, they are smarter than I hoped for. The cord to the camera has been cut, but hopefully Fabio will be able to get something from before they cut the cord.

I walk back inside and keep checking the rest of the rooms. Bia and Thalia’s rooms are empty. There was definitely a struggle in Thalia’s room because her phone screen is shattered on the floor, most likely one of the fuckers stepped on it.

I walk into the kitchen and see a note stuck to the table with a knife.

Tell Xander his debt is paid off.

Fuck! Cillian is going to his loose his fucking mind. I rush back out of the house back to Gabriella.

“What happened?”

she asks me as soon as I’m back inside of the car.

“Call Mateo and tell him they were kidnapped.”

She nods and pulls out her phone as I grab mine and call Cillian.