Saved By Him

Chapter 3

Isabella Rose

I stare at the bloody dead bodies, my mind all over the place as I think about my next steps. I could feel his eyes on me, analysing every little detail.

Hey at least the Russian men were dead. Right? Fuck me, I should have just handled them myself instead of asking a stranger to help. What was I thinking. The plan of using him has gone totally downhill.

I mean in my defence, I didn't expect the stranger to be the Italian mafia leader. Since when did he live in these ends of Italy. I really need to work on my research. That's if I make it out alive to do so.

"Why don't you come with me. I'll take you home safely" he says, as he takes some steps towards me. A lie. Manipulation. He wants to take me to his base. And I can't let that happen.

Valentino Moretti. A name I have heard so many times yet only saw once, not including this moment. It's funny how destiny brought us to see each other again. Too bad he doesn't recognise me.

And I won't let him.

"No um it's fine. I'll make my own way. Thanks though" I mutter trying to back away. He looks like he's alone. Maybe I can quickly get away and once again move country. It wouldn't be a first.

Before I can get too far, I feel his hand wrap around my wrist stopping me from moving any further. "I'm sorry love. But I can't let you leave" he says with his thick Italian accent. Fuck sake. I guess I have no choice now.

I quickly swing my fist towards his face, which I know caught him off guard as it successfully hits him. His hold on my wrist loosens so I take it as my chance to pull away and start running.

"Fanculo!" I hear him grunt, but I don't dare to turn around as I continue running as fast as I can through the alley.  

Suddenly some men appear blocking my escape, making me start to panic. "Catch her!" I hear Valentino shout to his men, who immediately start charging towards me.

The first man tries to grab me but I quickly dodge him, moving to the side and tripping him over with my boot. I swing my fist at another one, whilst kicking another harshly in the dick. Oops I don't think he'll be having kids anytime soon.

From the corner of my eye, I see a hand holding a knife coming my way. Before he can strike I duck, making him miss, before kicking the knife out of his hand. I quickly grab it before anyone else could, "Stay back! I mean it or I will not hesitate to sink this deep into your flesh".

"You won't" Valentino says, as walks towards me, his eyes full of anger. "Try me" I say back just as seriously.

He stares at me, his eyes flicking between mine and I start to feel my hands becoming sweaty as I tightly grip onto the knife. Does he recognise me?

No. It can't be. This is some sort of a distraction. Which means-

As predicted, one of them quickly comes at me, attempting to take the knife. It's unlucky he's too slow, because I don't hesitate to stab him in the chest, to which he shrieks in pain.

"Fuck!" I yell, as I unexpectedly feel my hair get tugged behind me, making me drop the knife. I feel him hold my hair in a death grip, as he drags me backwards. It doesn't take me long to realise who it was.

My hands reach out to try and remove his grip, which only results him in tightening his hold. "Let me go you sick fuck" I scream with pain.

"I fucking helped you as you begged me for help, and in return you punch me in the face. I think you need to be taught a lesson puttana" he furiously says in my ear. "The only lesson I'm getting is another chance to punch you" I spit out, before turning around in his grip and swinging my fist.

Unfortunately, he grabs my fist stopping it from hitting him. "That punch was a one off. You will never get a second chance" he says, his veins on his forehead bulging.

"We'll see about that" I mutter, bringing my knee up to kick him in the balls, which he blocks with his knee.

All too quickly, he pushes me against the brick wall roughly, trapping me completely with his body. His hand wraps around my neck, with enough pressure to keep me still. I feel his cold rings digging in my neck, which I know was bruising at this moment. "Don't even try it" he says in a threatening voice.

I try my hardest to keep breathing, fear starting to overcome me. This can't be happening. I haven't come all this way in life just to end up dying by the hands of another mafia.

I was so busy panicking internally, I didn't realise him holding an injection, until I feel a small prick in my neck. "Please, don't-" I start unconsciously, before black dots start fading my vision, and sleep takes over.

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