CHAPTER FOURTEEN: Freedom Isn't Coming Anytime Soon.

Angelina's pov

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My eyes flustered open as I couldn't get past the feeling that i was being watched,I'm always sensitive when it comes to my surroundings.

Thanks to my dad who had taught me basically nothing,but to be  alert and agile because i wouldn't know when the enemy would come knocking on the door.

Juan.

That was the last face i saw before passing out,and i couldnt ignore the fact that my stomach was rumbling desperately needing food and water.

That has been the case for three days,after that maniac had strictly ordered no one to provide my daily bread,not that i was too proud to not beg because i couldn't risk dying and leaving Anna behind.

The fact that i had begged and promised not to raise my voice at him was supposedly to earn me some point,trust me i wasn't backing down from  this fight,but i can't fight him when I'm hungry as fuck.

That's when i took in my surroundings,finally my eyes  connected with the walls of the room which are more better,and conductive for a normal human being.

The softness of the  bed  against my back reminded me of how much i have missed my soft bed, although it wasn't that softer than mine at home but i had to manage it.

Home?

My heart crumpled at the thoughts of those four words, because i knew that such a thing doesn't exist anymore just like Angelina and Anastasia Lopez who were probably dead to the outside world.

I tried not to cry, because it was pointless crying.Even though i had being shifted to a much conducive room than that dirty smelly basement i still felt more like a prisoner.

The crazy boss was wise enough to keep me in the room without any windows,it was as if he knew what would be the first thing that would cross my mind once I'm awake.

And right there, staring at the walls which had swallowed my chance at escape,I felt lumps climbing my throat to realize that i needed water desperately.

"It's pointless,"Juan broke tbe silence,as i gasped at his voice when i vfinally noticed his presence."

What's he doing here?

To mock me?

I have had enough of him,and his unusual way of looking at me,for some reasons I thought i was psychic by looking at his eyes to figure out that he wasn't all that comfortable with what's happening to me.

Yet,what does it had to do wih him?

I'm a nobody but the daughter of a trait who has pissed off Mr hot and handsome with a touch of pyschoism.

There's no way he will feel sorry for me,and i should probably stop reading too many romantic novels.

He's no knight in shining armor that would come to save me being the damsel in distress,rather he was the right hand to tbe villain that  is terrorizing my life right now.

 "There's no window.He won't be stupid to have kept you in a room that has one, although i don't think you will be stupid to jump off that high and give the wolf's in the back yard a nice treat "

My eyes widened at his declaration,and i couldn't help it but to doubt that he will lie about something like that.

But seriously?

A wolf?

Like who I'm the fuck  was crazy enough to take a wolf as a pet?

Well, there's one,Juan and his crazy boss  who i don't know what sort of organization he ran to be addressed and given that much respect around here.

That's what i tried doing, pretending that i don't know about the Mafia world when my dad has been working for one since i was a kid.

Maybe that was my mind trying to protect me from having a heart attack,once i get to know which organization i had fallen into.

"How are you feeling?"He asked, standing up to drop a can of water besides me, which i glared at  him for asking such a foolish question.

Ofcourse I'm not feeling good!

I wanted to yell at him,i mean it was pretty obvious that i wasn't quite comfortable with trying to take in the news about my father's death and this situation i was in.

He was the one who put me in this situation . Well,partially he had a hand in it.He could have lied to his boss when he encountered me on my way to school, although there's a possibility that he didn't know that i was a Lopez.

Yet that doesn't justify  what he had done,he was a murderer along with Andres and Nate who i desperately want to kill with my bare hands because he was naturally annoying.

Andres was ..I don't know yet what it is about him,his eyes are always stuck on his phone yet they all were murderers, along with the  big boss.

The thoughts of him and what happened that day  at the basement, yesterday?

"How long have i being asleep?"I asked for the first time,after having my belly satisfied with the water he offered as i sat up to face him.

He was amused that i wasn't doing a good job at ignoring him, but what would you have me do?

I have to survive,and i will do anything to have my sister out of this hellhound even if it means using Juan, but I'm not sure yet that it would be possible.

There's a possibility that he wasn't out here on his own free will to check up on me,the boss could have sent him to check up on me to know when to resume his dirty acts with me.

The guts of him to think that I'm a whore,who would gladly spread my legs for him.He was devastingly handsome and was an all girls man but him being a murderer was a big turn of for me.

Just like with Juan,he's a pyscho just the way other's were,so goddamn it that i would have anything to do sexually with either him,or the boss that needs to be put in a rehab centre  for being mentally ill.

I will rather die than to let any one of them come close to disrespecting, and trying to take the last of my dignity.

No one.Not even Juan who was looking right at me as if he was trying to charm me with his good looks to do what he wants to think i will fall for.

For Andres,I don't want to even think of Nate,he was the male representation of all turn off in men.

I only want to leave here,but freedom isn't coming anytime soon, but I will make a way for that.I have to.