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"Every damn thing in this life come with a price, Mia amata {My beloved}" he ran his fingertips on her cheek, his icy blue orbs peering into her own.

"Your reasons why I'm being held captive here?" She inquired, her eyes holding nothing but fear in them. This wasn't the man she knew, this one is totally different - A Mafia 

"You left me at my worst, you ruined me. Now, it's my turn to do so, Mia amata" he said slowly, a cruel expression on his face.

"I'm sorry…" a low whisper tore out of her lips but he let out a laughter, one which didn't seemed to reach his eyes.

"It's too late… Too late, Mi amata" his voice rang back in her ears a million times and a tear slipped down her cheek.

•••••••••

Adriana Regio never expected herself to fall into the hands of one of the most feared Mafia bosses in Italy - Don Riccardo Moretti. 

Mafia's were the top leading in wealth and everything. They were feared by all and peasants never wished to cross parts with them. That was Adrianna's case too.

But, her case was entirely different in another way. She wasn't sold, bought or anything, but she was held captive to pay for a crime she committed years ago. 

A crime that haunted her every night, and even though she was held captive by the man she once loved, she couldn't bring herself to tell him a secret she harbored greatly in her heart.

"He's our Daddy?" ~ Emeliano questioned.

"Not exactly what I expected, he's not my spec" ~ Emelio retorted.

The Don's Desire

From where Katya sat, she saw her master dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out a dagger - the dagger of death.

"Cat got your tongue?" Vincenzo's lips curled up to the side, and he arched his neck to the left. "Then, a visit to heaven should do," he muttered.

His gaze darted to Katya who was still on the bed. With a signal from him, Katya left the bed and hid by the nightstand, far from where the masked man stood.

"Fire!" Vincenzo barked after he had made sure Katya was safe. The sounds of gunshots filled the hair and to everyone's surprise, the masked man escaped it all. His dagger was his shield, as he dodged all the bullets fired at him with just a wave of his hand.

Vincenzo raised his hand and the mobsters immediately let their guns down. Vincenzo's gaze lingered on the masked man, hoping to catch a glimpse of his eye but it never worked out.

THE GUNSHOT