The Don

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Kiara

I woke up with an intense headache and bright sunlight shinning on me and wasn't making it any better. I groaned irritated but the chuckle that followed nearly made me piss myself.

It's like I was reminded of my current predicament instantly. I was fuccin kidnapped AGAIN. Snatched like a cat in a sack. Am I really that easy to kidnap. I at least wish I was heavier to give these kidnappers a bit of a struggle.

"Your facial expressions are priceless." I shot the deadliest glare I could muster. I was furious not just with the idiot in the room with me but with myself as well.

I should have been more careful especially given the situation. I was too stubborn. Had I just let the guards escort me as they were told by Dario, I probably would not have been in this mess. I can't even imagine how worried Kiana must be. How does a restroom break turn into never coming back? And Dario...

I can just imagine his rage. It wouldn't surprise me to learn that he killed his men for letting me slip through their hands like butter. This is the second time I've managed to escape Dario's grasps. Although, this time it wasn't done willingly. Still, if I know him well willingly or not it won't change the part I had to play with my own kidnapping. Yes, that's exactly how that sick man would think. He would find my fault in the situation and just like that find a reason to punish me. You would think I asked to be kidnapped. It wouldn't matter though. As much power as I probably do have, it's not close enough to challenge the Don himself and I knew that. Yet, I found a way to manipulate his men who he specifically instructed to guard me with their life and I created my own loophole in Dario's orders. Ultimately, it just cost me my freedom. Hilarious. I was not free but I got as used to the Romanos as I could. I'm taken and thrown into yet another foreign environment and for all I know this one will be worse. What if he plans on killing me or using me as bait against Dario.

Surely, Dario will find me soon so maybe I shouldn't worry. He did claim to have eyes everywhere. He did claim to have Italy in the palm of his hand and I think as of late I believed him. There is no way he doesn't know where I am or has no leads as to who snatched me. Besides, it happened at MY RESTAURANT. There is surveillance in the parking lot and at the entrance and exits. It won't be impossible at all to figure out the who and how. It almost brings tears to my eyes knowing I have to have faith in Dario.

Then again, maybe I should have faith in myself. I could escape this man I could be free. Maybe I can manage a way to escape but Matteo. Oh God! How long have I been away from my som!? If I manage to get out of here I still have to get my son away from the Romano estate. That alone sounds like mission impossible to me.

"I can't believe this shxt is happening to me." I mumbled to myself. I felt as vulnerable as I probably looked with the tear that escaped my eye.

"Stop crying." I actually forgot someone was in the room with me. It honestly pissed me off now. How could you fuccin kidnap me, have me locked in a room at an unknown location then have the nerve to tell me to stop crying?

"What the fucc Sergio! What you mean stop crying?!"

Sergio