“I'd have shot you on sight for trespassing but I forgot, you live here now.”

I jumped up, backing away from the painting as I heard that deep voice. I turned my back slowly to the owner of the voice only to see Jovani.

I rolled my eyes as I stared at him, it was suspicious seeing a grin on his face.

“What do you want from me?” my eyes following his every action.

He shrugged before raking his hair. “Are you hungry?”

Am I hungry?

I'm starving!

I didn't respond to him, still staring at him suspiciously. If Jovani was here then the boss couldn't be too far away.

He walked towards the kitchen and I was right behind him.

“Did he send you to keep an eye on me? To make sure I don't run away?” I spat out lowering a little bit to pull the light gown so it could reach my knees. It seemed to go higher with every step I took.

Jovani suddenly stopped in his tracks, glancing over his shoulders. “If I denied, would you believe me? Plus, the guards won't hesitate to shoot you once you step out of this house unsupervised.”

“Oh, how lucky I am.” I deadpanned as we arrived in the kitchen, he pulled out a few ingredients and began dicing.

He scoffed. “You are lucky. You're the first hostage that Ermanno hasn't killed after twenty four hours.” so that's his name! “You're the first hostage he's brought to his house and ordered his best friend cook for her. I'm not in support of his decisions but he's my don.”

Was I actually supposed to feel lucky after his speech?

I wasn't expecting to be a hostage.

I shrugged, looking away from him.

“Ermanno knows what he's doing....I hope.” Jovani spoke again as my gaze turned back to him. “He's a dangerous man because he listens, thinks and observes but even dangerous men can fall when they put their  trust in the wrong people.”

He was talking about my father. I knew it, I just knew it had to be about my father.

After his last statement we were both quiet. I watched him knead the dough, gradually adding flour, olive oil, salt pepper and some other ingredients.

“What can I do to get out of here?”

Jovani stopped preparing the food and turned to face me.

“You don't get it Mercedes, You belong to Ermanno Sandrino now and he doesn't tend to give up his things easily. He can be very Stingy.”

His words rang in my head. This was all messed up. Human being don't belong to other human beings.

“I don't belong to anyone.” I pointed out, tucking a few brown strands behind my ears.

“Really?” Jovani rose his brows as he walked to the oven, placing what he'd prepared inside before walking back to me. “The agreement between your father and Luciano Sandrino begs to differ.”

My heart sank as I heard him call my father. Had my father purposely left me to the mercy of these vicious men?

“What was the agreement about?” my heart pounded against my chest, awaiting the news.

Jovani's eyes casually fell on mine as a small smirk was plastered on his face. “Ahi, Tesoro....I really shouldn't say.”
His smirk grew, so did my curiousness.

My waiting eyes stared at him as I was silent, we were both silent. He walked away from the counter.

“Once the timer goes off, serve yourself.” he said passing by me, leaving the kitchen. He had left me curious and impatient just to leave.

“You aren't wearing underwear, are you?” I heard his voice at the door this Time as blood rushed to my cheeks, was it really that obvious?

“Too bad my kidnappers didn't pack any for me!” I yelled as he walked off.

I groaned kicking the counter but immediately regretting my decision as I winced in pain.

My headache and feverish feeling had returned and it was such a shame that Focaccia couldn't make it go away because that was all I had to eat.

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I let out a raspy breath as I stared out the window, the sun had just began to set and I couldn't believe I had done completely nothing with my day. Today will mark the first day I stayed in this mansion and I didn't want to believe that I'll be staying here for a while.

This house was way too big for just one person and it had way too many empty rooms. I didn't dare to step outside the mansion, I guess I was still a little frightened.

Jovani's words revisited me and I wondered why I was transported from the warehouse? Why I was cooked for? And why I haven't been killed yet? Did Ermanno want to use me for something?

I scoffed as I bit my lip, so many thoughts flooded my mind, too many questions and I didn't know the answers.

“Hey there.” I was started by the high pitched female voice I heard behind me.

I turned to see a pretty lady, her curly jet black hair stopped at shoulder length. She looked atleast 25 and was average height.

“I'm Gianna but you can call me Gia.” she approached me stretching her hand, her amber eyes twinkled.

I have to admit, I did feel a little bit comfortable seeing a girl but I've learnt not to trust bubbly personalities.

“Mercedes.” I whispered, shaking her incredibly soft palms.

“Were you kidnapped too-”

“Me? Oh no..” she cut me short.
“I'm an old friend of Ermanno.”

A friend!?

I immediately snapped.

“What the actual Fuck!” I moved a step backward. “Do you have any idea that I was kidnapped? Harassed and tortured?”

“I know Mercedes.” her voice dropped. “And believe me, I'm sorry.”

I scoffed as a tear rolled down my cheek. “If you're really sorry Gia, help me get out of here.” I held one if her hand with both my hands. “Please.” I searched her beautiful amber eyes for a reaction but they betrayed me when she looked away.

“Ermanno is like a brother to me, I can't do this to him. This issue is above me.”

“Fuck!” I screamed out. Why did everyone here seem to care about everyone except me?

Were my father's mistakes that deep?

“I'm so sorry Mercedes-”

“Just stop.” I stopped her. Her apologies were useless to me if she couldn't help.

I walked to the bed and fell on it.

“Why are you here anyways? You have freedom in this world. Enjoy it.” spite and envy filled my words.

“Well...” she trailed off as she approached me. “Ermanno said I should get you ready.”

I immediately looked up.

“What for?”

“You're escorting him to a gathering.” she played with her fingers.

Fuck my life!

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