Chapter 8

Felicita

All this trouble and death is caused by me. I can't believe everything that was happening was down to me shooting his son in self-defence. I never meant to pull the trigger, and now I had everyone after me.

I'd had no idea what his intentions were and I didn't hang around to find out if I'd actually killed him or not, I was terrified. I ran and hid for what felt like days, I kept my head down and wore a baseball cap and a hoody to hide my identity. I had lived in fear, knowing that night would catch up with me.

Back at the house, my mind was awash with all that had been going on.

"Go and get a few bits packed," Alessandro whispered in my ear.

I sped off to the room to gather what few belongings I had. All that was in the room Alessandro had brought for me.

I was just finishing packing when Javis came in. "The car is waiting, you need to go now," he ordered, taking the bag from me. I followed him to a different room, one I hadn't been in yet and inside, he pulled open a door that revealed a staircase.

I followed Javis down to the bottom where Alessandro was waiting for us. I was ushered out of a side door and into a car. The door was closed and before I had a chance to say or act, Alessandro was seated beside me and the car was in motion.

I gazed back at the house. "What is going on?" I had to ask.

"I'm taking you away. Edoardo is after you and while you're in my hands, he'll not place a single finger on you."

"What do you mean ‘while'?" He stared at me with a mix of emotions, I was unsure if he was keeping me in the dark about something. "Are you handing me back to Ravi?" My heart missed a beat. Fear struck me down like a stab to the heart. I swallowed. "Are you handing me back?" I repeated. I deserved to know what was happening or what he had planned for me. "Please, Alessandro. I would understand if you wished to get rid of me. I have done nothing but cause trouble for you. I never wished for any of this."

He stared at me with heavy solemn. "I need time to think, think of the options and what I'm going to do with you. I have until tomorrow evening to decide."

"I'm going to die, aren't I?" Tears welled in my eyes. The thought of me losing my life, all for the sake of me being picked and chosen to be a toy and accidentally shooting him. I ran off because I had no idea what else to do. His manner, the way he spoke to me left me concerned for my welfare, yes I admit I would change shooting him, but it was in self-defence. I was certain he was on something - drugs or drunk as he acted crazy and out of control. I was certain he was going to rape me.

The car soon pulled up at the airport, where I was ushered inside the jet. I sat down in a large chair and buckled in. All I appeared to be doing was running… my life was a mess. I knew if I left Alessandro's side, I'd be dead. I owed this man my life.

I sat staring into space, I had no idea where we were travelling. Right now, I didn't care. I was safe and alive.

My mind cast back to Gloria, unsure where she'd be right now, no doubt not running from the mafia. My head was messed up, I had my entire situation racing around my head like a tornado. I never told her what happened that night and she never asked.

I took a deep breath and blew out. Tears welled in my eyes again, as my life flashed before me. My time with Alessandro was coming to an end tomorrow, he had to hand me back to Ravi and… I didn't wish to think about the hell I might encounter. All my life I had prayed to be someone, now I preferred to be a no one - live sheltered, blinkered of anything around me.

"Drink," Alessandro offered. I turned to see him sat beside me holding a glass.

"I don't fancy anything right now."

"Drink it," his voice went throaty as he thrust the glass in my hand.

I took the glass and threw the fluid to the back of my throat. "Where are you taking me?"

"Somewhere safe. Only Javis knows about this place and that's only because he came here while his wife was dying."

I stared at him. "Really. That is terrible. How did she die?"

"Cancer. They found out after she discovered she was expecting, and lost the baby," he informed me. My heart dropped to the floor.

"How sad. That is horrible," I muttered. I thought about Javis and how his heart must ache.

"She was his world. She died peacefully in his arms, where she wished to be. It was one of the main reasons I brought the place. Anyway… we should be landing shortly." He rose to his feet and wandered off.

The story Alessandro had shared about Javis was heart moving. The fact he brought the place for his friend so his wife could die in peace, was beautiful.

I glanced over my shoulder to find him talking to a man. Alessandro looked my way and I turned back, not wishing for him to suspect I was watching him.

The truth was he hadn't been horrid to me, if anything he'd done nothing but be my hero. He saved me from the men who were after me, he killed in the process, and all for me. He was in some respects, my own personal bodyguard. I had nothing but respect for the man.

He sat in the chair beside me, resting his ankle on his knee.

"Are you handing me back tomorrow as the five days will be up?"

"I don't wish to think about that right now. Just relax and try not to worry your pretty head with shit. I'll do all the worrying for you."

"Sir, we'll be landing in thirty minutes," Javis announced.

"Thank you."

"So what are your intentions for me?"

He put his hand on my right knee. "Stop worrying."

For the rest of the trip, I didn't speak another word. It was clear he wasn't going to answer my questions. I was in limbo and hated it. I had no idea if he planned to hand me over. or kill me. The second one didn't ring true, if he planned on killing me, wouldn't he have done it already? Unless there was some other deal going on and he was keeping it from me. My heart ached. My imagination ran wild.

The plane landed and I was rushed into a waiting car. We sped off faster than a bullet with several cars following us. It all happened so quickly I had no chance to even glance at my surroundings as the car drove at high speed. Alessandro sat beside me in silence.

"Felicita, Felicita," I heard. I was being shaken awake. I opened my eyes and struggled to keep them open. "We've arrived." I wiped my eyes and sat up to take in my new surroundings. There was a house to my right with a high bricked wall and palm trees. The car door was opened for me and I climbed out to inhale the fresh smell of the ocean and oranges. I stood before Alessandro, his expression unfathomable.

Inside the house, was a large foyer with come chairs and pots of Yuka plants. I took off my shoes off and walked across the tiled floor. I moved through the property to find a large sitting room with patio doors overlooking the sea and beach.

Movement was heard and I sauntered through to find Alessandro and his men talking. They all turned to face me, like I had interrupted.

"Sorry."

I decided to have a look around and moved through to the kitchen. Looking out the patio doors, I could see stunning scenery beyond the pool area.

"Do you like it?" He came up behind me.

"I do. I think your remarkable to buy this for your friend."

"It was nothing. She deserved to die with dignity and happiness. She was a good woman. Her heart was made of gold," he told me, moving my hair away from my shoulder. His lips gently pressed to my neckline. I heaved my chest in arousal and tilted my head to the side to give him better access. "You like that sexy?" He nibbled my neckline, teasing me with great pleasure.

"You liked her?" I asked softly, lost in his touch.

"I did. Javis is like a brother to me," he added. He flicked his tongue along my shoulder and to my neck. "You smell so good," he said.

My body went into heightened senses and pulsed so fast I was certain I was about to blow up. His hands found my breasts and caressed them. "You're delicious." I was lost for words, glowing in his power. "I'm going to take you sexy and drive you out of control. I need to feel my dick inside you and push all of your limits," his voice husky and sexy.

I pressed my lips together. "Come."

He took my hand and walked me down to the pool area. Stood at the pool, Alessandro took of his clothes and dived into the water. I furrowed my brows to watch the fine man swim to the other side of the pool, turning and resting his hands either side of his head on the pool side.

He stared directly at me. I walked to the steps leading down into the pool. I took off my clothes and used the steps to get in. Waves surrounded me when he grabbed me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me tightly against his firm body, his erect cock between us. He took hold of my hair and pulled with force so my head tilted back.

"I'm going to make you scream my name, sexy." He grit his teeth in hunger. His spare hand dropped to my pussy. "And this," he slipped his fingers between my folds to find my clit. "I'm going to ravish."

He spun me around, our faces close together. He plunged his mouth on mine and kissed me hard and fast. His hands kneading my breasts as his dick was pushed up against my abdomen. He took hold of my hand and he swam backwards to the other side of the pool, where it was shallow. "Sit on a step so your pussy is out," he ordered me. I stepped up and sat down. He came between my thighs spreading them wider. "Oh baby…" His eyes were full of hunger.

Alessandro kneeled on the step. His tongue lashed and fed on my folds. I dropped my head back as he licked and devoured my honey, lapping up every inch. My tummy was ignited with flutters, embracing his carnage. I laid back on my elbows plunging my boobs together.

"Play with those nipples," he ordered in a husky voice.

My buds clamped between my thumb and forefinger, I tugged adding some twists that sent gusts of arousal down to my core. My mind was lost in all the action that took place. My nerve endings were being shot into orbit with his tongue was taunting my aching clit. His fingers were placed at my opening and he delved them inside. I wiggled, losing my ability to think of anything but his touch.

My heart raced, my tummy somersaulted as I was being driven to oblivion. Each strike of his tongue was a whirlwind of endorphins.

"Come," his voice muttered.

Opening my eyes to see him stood before me. I took his hand in mine to lace them together. I stood on wobbly feet and stepped out of the pool. Alessandro swept me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me to a bed. With care he laid me on the mattress. His cock hard and aroused. I widened my thighs as he ran his hand up and down his length. He put his knees on the mattress and crept up between my legs. He rubbed his dick up and down my sex lips, teasing me further.

He rammed hard and fast inside my core, filling it to the brim, as his cock slammed into my aching centre. In and out he plunged, taking me to paradise. I arched my back, lost in his engagement, every inch of me was on fire. In and out he hammered inside me, he pulled his dick out to ram back in like a savage. Each thrust, each motion, each collide sent my entire body into orbit. His dick hit my centre spot and I was unable to hold on…

"Holy shit." He juddered in a frenzied wave.

He collapsed on top of me, gasping for breath.

Alessandro didn't move. His breathing was rapid and in time began to slow. I held him tight, aware my emotions for him were high and I was worried where it was heading. I dreamt of nothing but me being safe in his arms, only reality told me something different. I wish I knew what Alessandro's plan for me was. The fact remained I'm here with him for now, safe and in hiding.

He slipped off me and stood. He sauntered away from me not glimpsing back. I swallowed, as my heart crashed with a sense of betrayal. He used me. He used me to have sex with and walked away like I was a whore. I am no whore. I have self-respect which now appeared to float away without a care.

I sat up to look for my clothes, which were in a pile on the floor. I shuffled to the edge of the bed to place them back on. My heart ached, I couldn't face Alessandro, he hurt me. I ambled to a chair overlooking the ocean and the golden beach. I sat and put my face in my hands. Tears welled in my eyes, I hated being treated so disrespectfully.

Tears ran down my cheeks, I was stuck between a mafia war. I was being chased and all he had to do was hand me over and all his problems would vanish. Every breath I took felt like I was sinking further into darkness. Time was not on my side. What was going to happen when it is up? Would Ravi come after me? Would Edoardo get me? It was the unknown and the behind the scenes, I hated. I was blind and useless to anything around me. I wasn't strong enough to take anyone on. I was a young woman who had created a damn war.

"You look like you need a stiff drink," I heard Alessandro say. A glass was waved in my face as I reached up to take it.

He stood before me staring out to the horizon. "I have much to think about in the next twenty-four hours," he informed me. He sipped his drink.

"You could just hand me over."

He turned to face me. "Come, we need to freshen up for dinner."

Stood in the fabulous bedroom with balcony doors that overlooked the ocean, Alessandro stripped off his clothes and made his way into the bathroom. I wrapped my arms around myself in desperate need of comfort. I was scared shitless of tomorrow.

I walked over and stood at the bathroom door watching Alessandro. Watching as the water cascaded over his firm frame. His hands pressed against the tiled wall, as the water poured over his head. "Are you just going to watch?"

"Are you going to hand me over?" I had to ask. I swallowed as my tummy curdled.

He turned his head to face me his eyes narrowed. "Come here," he ordered.

"Are you going to answer me?"

He turned to fully face me. "I'm not prepared to answer you right now."

"Then I'm not prepared to stay here with you." I turned and walked away, tired of this bullshit. I may as well take the situation into my own hands. I didn't get far before I was pulled back and tugged into the shower. I was spun around to face him.

He pushed me against the wall. "Don't you dare even think about leaving this house," he gnashed.

"Why the hell won't you just let me go? Is this some kind of bravado you're keeping up? Am I a trophy or something?" He placed his hand to my throat and took a firm hold. He raised my chin to make me look into his eyes.

"Don't try me, Sexy, or I'll harm you myself." His eyes were wide and his nostrils flared.

"Then I suggest you hurt me. I have no life after being with you," I retorted back.

"You're no trophy. You're not to be handed around like some damn animal. I'll decide what to do tomorrow and until then, I suggest you do as you are told. Do I make myself clear?" His grip was firm on my chin.

"You make out you're better than them, when really you're just as bad. I am a trophy and right now… you're doing everything in your power to keep a tight hold to prove you're the better man."

"I suggest you use the soap to wash your pretty mouth out, before I do." He scorched me with his glare. "Now get undressed and get showered."

He released my throat and I stepped to the side to remove my clothes. He watched my every move. I was certain he didn't trust me in the slightest.

I stood before him and he switched the shower on. I stepped in and the water cascaded pleasurably over me. "Do I need to babysit you?" I wasn't going to answer him. I hated him. He was using me to prove a point and win one over on the others.

He switched the shower off and his hand wrapped tightly around my wrist. He pulled me from the bathroom and into the bedroom.

"Get on all fours, knees at the edge of the bed." I glared at him with hostility, wondering where the hell Alessandro had gone. He had been replaced with this monster. "I'll not tell you again."

"Why are you being like this?"

I noticed his cock hard and bouncing. "Get on the bed."

"Not until you answer me." I moved away and used my hands to cover my naked body.

He snarled at me. "I suggest you stop playing games and get your ass here now," he growled.

"No. Why are you being an asshole? I hate you," I screamed. Tears ran down my cheeks and I stepped further back until I was hitting the wall. I slide down and curled into a tight ball. My head in my knees as my world collapsed around me. I wanted this misery to go away, to leave me alone. Allow me to hide away without a trace.

The door slammed and I raised my head to find myself alone. Fear took over me. I was aware that I was pushing him too far, but he'd changed since the boat, since coming me here. I'd also gained my voice, but only because I was petrified. I don't want him to hand me back.

"Please Alessandro, save me." I sobbed.