CHAPTER 2

"we can escape from this prison dad." I convince my father. "No sweetheart we can't. This is Romano. The biggest mafia in the country. They can find us just in the blink of an eye. They have many influential families." "we must follow their orders and then they can trust us. "my father said. "Okay, dad. " I nodded my head. I laid my head on his shoulder. He caresses my hair. 

Suddenly a sound of the prison door opening was heard. Who was it? My father and I stood up. I stand close to my father. A man came in with his men. I lifted my eyes toward the man. I feel the world stop for a while. Am I dreaming?

He looks so good in a tailored suit and glossy shoes. Have I seen him? His chestnut hair color is slicked-back. His two green eyes were becoming dark. His scar made me afraid of him. I swallowed my throat. My father pulled me tightly toward him. I close my eyes in fear. Why this man affected me in this situation? He walked toward us slowly like a predator want his prey. "Give her to me," he said in a stern voice. My father shakes his head. "Don't touch her!" my father protected me from him.

"why can't I touch her? She is mine, Christopher, "the devil said. He orders the two his men to grab my father arms. "Let him go," I said to his men. "Don't," he said in a strong voice. "no, don't. Dad..dad.." I tried to stop him. He was so close to me. 

The devils grab my wrist and pull me toward him. I feel a butterfly in my stomach. He looks at me. His other hand removes a strand of my hair to my ear. "Don't fucking touch her," my father roared. His hand caressed my neck. He smirked. "I can do whatever I want, Christopher," he said arrogantly.  I averted my gaze away. He cupped my face. "Don't ever look away, principessa," he said with his Italian language and place his face close to my neck. He nuzzles his nose on my neck and places a soft kiss. "You smell so good, principessa," he said in a husky voice. I feel the electricity between us. He keeps kissing my neck. I let out a soft moan.

 I need to get to myself. "Please...stop.." I said and try to push him away from me but he pinned me tightly.  "you can't resist me, princess." He punched the wall loudly and jolted by the sound of the wall. He walked out of the prison with his men. They let go my father arms.  "Dad...dad," I said and run toward his weak body. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart," he said. "It's okay, dad," I said with a teary voice. We sit on the cold surface and drifted to sleep. I  don't want to think about him.

After a few hours, I woke up and dad still sleeping. I sat up and heard the prison door opened. "Hi, principessa, "Devil greeted. "we meet again. "he shows his wicked smile. I rolled my eyes. I don't like him. My father wakes up and pulls me closer. "don't come any near her. "my father said.

"portalo in un'altra prigione, " he said in Italian. (Take him to another prison) His men take my father away from me. "Olive... Olivia.. "my father cried. "No, please don't. I need my father. Please. "I begged him. I don't want to see my father hurt."If you followed my rule. "Devil said and show me a wicked smile. I rolled my eyes. " don't ever rolled your eyes, principessa," he warned. 

He walked toward me closer. I move backward until my back touch the wall. I close my eyes. I feel he touching my cheek with his hand. "Open your eyes,principessa," he said. Why did he call me by that name? I slowly open my eyes. "Don't call me that," I said. "I can call you whatever I want, principessa," he said. I averted my gaze away from his eyes. "Look at me," he said. I shake my head. He cupped my jaws strongly. "When I say look at me, look me in the eyes," he said in a stern voice. 

I look at him. "I want to tell you what I want," he said. "You will stay in my property and your father will be free," he said. I widened my eyes. It can be. I want to go with my father. I shake my head. "Why must be me?" I said with a teary voice. "because You are MINE," he said. I shake my head. "No, I do not belong to you, "I said. "Say whatever you want, because you are not going anywhere," he said in a stern voice. "Just please let us go," I said in a teary voice. "Like I say you are my property," he said. "I'm not yours. Please let me and my father out. Please." tears rolling down my cheeks. I was afraid.

"End of discussion, I will let your father out. And you will stay," he said. He walked out of the prison. I can argue with him. I close my eyes and let my tears rolling down my cheeks. I should not be here. He was rude as fuck. I cried so much and my stomach hurt. My father and I are staving from a day we are at the prison.  I sit on the cold surface and curled into a ball. The prison was cold. I close my eyes. 

After a few hours, I have heard my father voice talking with him. I open my eyes slowly. "Christopher, your daughter is my property," he said. "What?! No," my father said. Dad, I miss him already. "And I will you out," he said. "Here sign the omerta," he said. "I will not sign any of it," my father said in a strong voice. "Just fucking sign it," he said in a strong voice. I jolted from their strong voice. What is my father doing? Can he just sign it? I don't want he hurt. "ouch...." my father winced in pain. What are they do to him?

"she will stay with me. " the devil said. " you can't do that. I love my daughter. I can't lose my daughter. "I heard my father cried. "let me see my daughter for the last time. Please. " my father begged. Suddenly the prison door opened and my father came toward me. He hugged me. My eyes keep teary.  "Sweetheart, I really sorry. I'm a bad father for you but I will make sure you out of this prison." my father whispered. I nodded my head.  "I will wait, dad. And take care of mama," I said whispered in low voice. He let go out hug. Two of his men grab my father arms and blindfold his eyes. They take him out prison. They leave me alone with him. I close my eyes and curled into a ball. I was afraid of him. 

"Principessa, stand up," he said. I didn't listen to what he said. "I don't like repeat what I say," he said in a strong voice. I jolted. I stood up and closer to the corner of the prison. "Come here," he said. I shake my head. He walked closer toward me. I swallowed my throat. What is he going to do? I move back closer to the corner. I close my eyes.