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Dear god

I study my surroundings while I clean the main entrance. The room is spacious, the roof is maybe three story's up. There hangs a giant golden chandelier filled with diamonds and crystals. It's stunning. The floors are made of some kind of white stone. It's not marble. The walls are beautifully decorated with all kinds of paintings and lights. The walls are painted light gold and the whole house is just breathtaking. But every time I think of how stunning the house is, I always remember who owns it. How did he even afford it. And who were those men? Didn't Chaz work at Walmart?

The time is 8:47 am and I've been awake for 3 hours now. I haven't seen a single girl since I was brought here. Last night I tried escaping through my window. My room is on the second floor though. But I noticed that I can clime down a bronze pipe that is stuck on the wall. I was about to go out the window when one of Chaz's men came into the room. Keep in mind that this was at 2:30 am. Fortunately only the top of my body was out the window at this point. (Hips and up.) So I managed to convince him that my head hurt and that I was just getting some air.

When I was done cleaning the floor and wiping the dust of vases, flowers, and picture frames I was getting kind of hungry. I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I was shocked to see that there was literally nothing inside. "You hungry huh?" I jump back at the sound of a voice. I look to my right to see Chaz standing by the kitchen island. I hadn't noticed him when I walked into the room. He was sitting on one of the high steel chairs.

What I imagined the Rossi gang kitchen to look like.

We make eye contact for a split-second then I look down, breaking the eye contact. "Look at me, I've missed those brown eyes of yours." He says. I look up but not at him but out the window behind him. The window shows the backyard. It's just grass and trees so there wasn't much to look at. But it was better than Chaz's eyes. "I bet you've missed mine too." He says. "I don't." I mumble to myself. "What did you say!" He yells with an angry tone. I look at him and that's when a smell of smoke hits my nostrils. That's when I realize he's smoking.

I've always hated smoking. It's just gross and it literally kills you. Plus it's selfish too. You're just helping kill the planet. Think of all those innocent animals you're helping to kill, when the planet legit dies. Aaaaaaand you smell gross too. The worst smell in the world is the smell of smoke mixed with perfume or mint.

"You really didn't miss my eyes, or my face, or just me in general?" He asks slowly like his temper is just about to explode. He walks closer to me to the point that we're inches apart. "No." I say coldly, trying to make me seem not as intimidated and scared as I really am. He then roughly grabs my arm and drags me out of the kitchen.

His arm does not go all around my arm anymore because he kinda has little lady hands and ice punt on some healthy weight. He drags me down the huge halls past a lot of rooms. At the end of the hallway is a door. It looks just the same as the others beside it is a single door and not a double. He opens it angrily and almost hits me in the face in the process. The door reveals stone stairs that probably lead down to a basement. He then pushes me in front of him in the stairs. Me almost tripping down the stone stairs as he does so.

The stairs lead down to a dark sketchy basement. There are small windows everywhere. There is a hallway with multiple cell doors on the right. There is a little window on each door, and as I look into one of them I see something I thought I'd never ever see in my whole life. There were four men in the cell. One of them was tied on a black steel table, as the other men held multiple knives and weapons I've never seen before. The man on the table had no clothes on except black boxers and black socks. His body was covered in bleeding scars and he was missing some fingers. He had some kind of cloth stuck in his mouth that was probably to kind of limit the screams that probably came out of his throat when they were uhm.. torturing him I guess. And as I see this tears begin to build in my brown eyes as I begin to shake. I look up at Chaz who has no emotion in his facial features.

As we arrive at a door that was quite different from the others, he opens it and literally throws me inside. Like takes both of my arms and lifts me up and throws me on the rock hard floor. I land on my hip bone. It hurt like hell but I ain't gonna show that he hurt me. But that'll definitely leave an ugly bruise. He looks at me from the door with an amusing look on his face. Good that my pain is amusing to him.

"You'll be spending three days down here. For disrespecting me." Then he just leaves and shuts the thick metal door. As soon as the door shuts I'm met with complete silence. But it doesn't last long as the sounds of horrific screams fill the air around me.

"Dear god, please help me escape this place somehow."

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Thank you so much for reading this chapter and I hope u enjoyed it! This was btw Arabella's pov if you didn't get that.

Also I was thinking I'd do Dimitris pov next chapter. Ya know introduce the Valentino gang and Dimitri's life.

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