She’s Mine episode 20 – 21

😠SHE’S MINE😠

THEME: {She’s claimed by the heartless mafia}

🌹Chapter Twenty 🌹

~The only thing she could think of was…RUN!~

“Who are you talking to?” His voice held venom which signifies one thing… trouble.

“Babe, What’s going on over there?” She could hear Julius worried voice but she block it out as she pulled the phone away from her ear and ended the call, her gaze never left his dark ones.

This was the perfect time to apologize to him, besides that was the main reason why she had left her room but no words were able to leave her l-ips.

Her legs suddenly began to shake, her face were drenched out of its usual color, her l-ips became dry even her wounded stomach started paining her… surprisingly she didn’t add any pressure to it so why was he hurting?

Fear.

Fear was the cause of it hurting.

He was glaring directly at her. His face were back to the usual. She recognizes this face now…this was the same monster that brought misfortune to her life not the one that was kind to her all this days.

She was stupid to have forgotten this face. She was stupid to have thought of apologizing to him after everything he had done to her. She was stupid…

He was still a monster…the monster she feared of.

“I…” Her voice trailed off into thine air. She could barely even hear herself.

He walked closer to her, his face were as hærd as a rock, his eyes were piercing h0les into her skin…it burns. His gaze burns.

She was out of idea or words. She doesn’t even know what to do. But there was one word that keep replaying in her head over and over again… RUN.

And she did just that, she turned around and ran out of the house, ignoring his calls.

She needs to escape. She have to survive. She have to live. He was her doom. He was her nemesis. He was her tragedy. He was her bondage. He was her death….

Victoria ran as fast as her legs could carry her, ignoring the pain that shot up in her stomach.

She felt like dying due to the pain but there’s no way she was going to stop running to attend to her wounded stomach.

For her, taking a rest meant getting caught by him.

She suddenly came to a halt and looked around her surroundings, she has never been to Italy before in her life and now that she think about it, there’s a probability of her getting lost…and that’s if she wasn’t already lost.

Victoria kept p-nting as she kept looking around, trying to figure out where she was.

She was in a place filled with trees, green leaves, birds… everything but there was no single human around aside from her.

It’s official, she’s lost.

Victoria let out a deep breath of frustration, dropping to the ground, she pulled her knees up and hugged it against her chest, resting her chin against her knees.

She shouldn’t have run. She shouldn’t have run…She kept repeating to herself, crying out loud.

Victoria cried and cried but there was no one there to help or rescue her. She was doomed. Being with him was far more better than getting lost in an unknown environment.

She wish he could come here. She wish he would save her from here. She wish she never ran away from him.

Who was she even kidding? He wouldn’t even care if anything happens to her. In fact he would be glad to see her in pain. Besides it has been his greatest motive since they met.

She started hearing footsteps, causing her to stop crying dodge could listen attentively to know who it was.

She looked around her but couldn’t find anyone, she could still hear the footstep and it was scaring the shit out of her now.

“Who is there?” She questioned, getting up to her feet, she made sure to pick up a big branch as a form of a weapon and protection.

“Cosa abbiamo qui?” A deep voice asked in Italian language, stepping in front of her. (which means, what do we have here?)

Victoria took some step back, holding out her big branch towards him. “Who are you?” She questioned.

“dovrei essere io a chiedertelo.” He said to her. (which means, I should be the one asking you that). He stuffed his hands into his p-nts pocket, stepping closer to her. “Come ti chiami, Bella?” He questioned, twirling her hair around his index finger. (which means, what’s your name, beautiful?)

Victoria shudders away from him. “What are you saying?” She asked in confusion.

He smirked. “You must be an English girl.” He wrapped his arms around her wa-ist and pulled closer to himself. “What’s your name?” He asked, taking the English slowly so as not to say the word thing.

“I don’t know! Let go of me!” She yelled, struggling to get away from him but he wouldn’t budge. *rom-no, please save me. Please. I promise not to run away from you, ever. Please save me.* She thought to herself as she continued struggling to get away from the man. Her stomach hurts, her legs hurt, she was even on her bare foot.

“I don’t know isn’t a name, beautiful?” He whispered in her ear, causing her to shiver. Not a shiver of love or anything but rather a shiver of fear.

Was he going to rape her just like how she was almost rapped in the strip club? Was he going to kill her and dump her? Was he going to take her away and pull her up to slavery? What exactly was he going to do to her?

“Please let me go.” She pleaded in tears.

“I love your skin.” He said, trailing his fingertips over her arms, causing goosebumps. That wasn’t a good sign.

“rom-no is going to make you suffer if you hurt me.” She don’t know what made her say that but she felt the urge of saying it. And surprisingly for her, it made her feel save. Just his name made her feel at ease.

“rom-no?” The man repeated, raising a questioning brow at her.

“stai lontano da lei!” An angry deep said.

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😠SHE’S MINE😠

🌹 Chapter Twenty-One🌹

~Her saving grace…~

“Stai lontano da lei!” An angry deep voice said. (which means, stay away from her.)

Victoria quickly recognizes the voice. She might hate him, she might want to run very far away from him without even looking back but one thing was for sure… She can never forget him.

His voice, his body, his face, his tantalising dark eyes, his plump pink l-ips, his sharp nose, his clenched jaw, his inked body…they were all imprinted in her memory and no matter how hærd she try to wipe them off, she couldn’t.

The man slowly let go of her hand, his gaze were fixed on that one man she feared and yet she saw him as her Savior. The man backed away from her, nervously.

She wasn’t the only one who feared him after all. This man standing right in front of her feared him as well. The fear was clear in his eyes.

Victoria suddenly felt his arms around her tiny wa-ist. She let out a breath she didn’t realize she has been holding until now.

“Are you okay?” He whispered in her ear.

She doesn’t know whether to nod or not, because honestly, she doesn’t even know how she felt.

The best thing for her to do now was to keep quiet. So she just that.

His attention moved from her to the scared man in front of them. rom-no pulled away from her and walked closer to the man, who was already shaking in fear. She would have died in fear if she was the man, the bullet coming out from rom-no’s eyes could kill faster than a real bullet.

“How dare you lay your filthy hands on her?” He growled dangerously to the man.

“I…I didn’t know she was with you. I swear.” The man pleaded.

“I would have let this pass but too bad, I can’t. She’s not just anything or anyone you could touch or even look at. She’s mine. You,” He points his I Dex finger at the man. “You went against the rules.”

“I’m sorry.” The man kept pleading in tears.

“Ro… rom-no?” Her soft voice cut through the intense environment, the both men turned and focused their attentions on her. “I…” She furrowed her brows at them. “Do you guys have a twin?” She asked before dropping to the ground. The last thing she heard was her name from rom-no.

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The next morning Victoria woke up to the chirping of the birds and the ray of sunlight that reflected from the open window.

Her head and legs hurt. She doesn’t know why but they did.

She m-ssaged her temple, sitting upright from the bed. Her stomach wasn’t really hurting but that doesn’t mean the pain has entirely left her but she could now do one or two things were whining in pain. Now that’s a good news.

She looked around her room and found it empty.

*Where was he?* She thought to herself, looking around.

She got up to her feet and walked down the flight of stairs, finally she stood at the bottom of the stairs.

The house was very quiet and it was scaring the shit out of her.

She walked towards the kitchen, expecting to see his familiar face there but she was met with an empty room.

Now what the f-ck is going on?

She decided to search for him outside. She went to the beach side and just as she has thought, he was there. Staring right at the blue ocean.

The blue ocean was another thing that seem to capture her since they got to Italy.

She walked over to rom-no and sat down at the empty space beside him. She didn’t know whether or not he noticed her present because if he didn’t then it explains why he haven’t said a word but it he did, then he was very good at ignoring people.

She hugged her knees to her chest and stared over at the blue ocean, a ghost smile appearing at the side of her l-ips.

“Are you okay?” She asked, her gaze not leaving the ocean.

“I should be the one asking that, you know?” He said, not looking at her as well.

“I’m better.” She said. “Did you kill him?” She asked after a long pause. He didn’t answer her. “rom-no?”

“He touched you.” That was his simple reply.

“It was my fault, you know. I shouldn’t have gone there in the first place.” She said, her gaze finally shifted to him, he was also staring at her. “Honestly, I wanted you to kill him. I wanted you to harm him, torture him, hurt him, make him suffer but that was very wrong of me to even think,” She paused. “It was my fault. Hell, I shouldn’t have ran out of the house like that.” She paused. “But you know, sometimes, death is not the only option.”

“Then what is?” He questioned.

She hesitate for a while before saying with a shrug of the shoulder. “Truce.” That was her reply.

“Truce are for weakling.” He scoffed, looking away from her.

“Of course not.” She disagreed. “Truce signifies strength, understanding and peace. Do you know why you are on a run right now…? It’s because there is no peace. You don’t have peace.”

His gaze went back to her for the second time and this time around, his was dark and hærd. “I am not on a run.” He corrected. “I came here because of you.”

She knitted her brows in confusion. “How is that?”

“They will come for you, using you to get what they want.”

“They don’t even know me.” She said, throwing her hands up in the air.

“You don’t know them not the other way round.” He said.

She paused for a pretty long time, trying to process his words. How the heck is that possible? How can they know her when she don’t even know them! Damn, will they go for her family as well if they are not able to get her?

“I sent some men over to your house to protect your family.” He said as if reading her mind.

She slowly let out a deep breath of relief. “Thank you.” She whispered.

“for what?” He asked, raising a questioning brow at her.

She smiled. “For thinking about my family…and for bringing me here as well.”

Silence!

Silence!

Silence!

“Who did you called with my phone?” He suddenly popped at the question, almost making Victoria choke.

“I… No one!” She lied, looking away immediately so he wouldn’t detect the lie from her eyes.

“Stop lying!” He growled. “It was him, wasn’t it?” She opened her mouth to talk but no words left her l-ips. “Why?”

“I didn’t call him…or my sister.” She stutters, tucking a strand of her hair to the back of her ear.

“You called your sister as well?”

“Oh. you didn’t know about that.” She muttered, scratching the nape of her neck.

“Don’t ever try that again. Ever.” He stood up to his feet. “And one more thing,” She looks up at him to hear what he was going to say now. Maybe he would probably warn her not to leave the house or run away like she did or probably something worse. “Don’t ever fall unconscious or even think of dying on me, ever again. It scares me.”

# To Be Continued….