XANDER VITTORIO LOVE STORY

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, I stare

l of a lot cal

g clothes with Olga to being grabbed off the

sur

o

hest, and a hysterical breakd

is forehead, making him look like one of the bad boys Papa Rocky Ace always warned me about. His eyes are brown with golden flecks giving me t

running all the way up his forearms, where

oom with me. Without him, I'd be alone, and that's not something I can deal with

ning my voice, I as

ives me a skeptical look. "Seriously? Do

knees and wrap my arms tighter around my shi

ible situation because thinking about the trou

ntered the club and agreed to swap clothes with Olga. I

and leans back against

ft eye and jaw are turning purple, but it doesn't make

ts. Now I've been kidnapped, and I'm stuc

re's no stopping the wave of pa

ho kidn

,

ite my bottom lip as overwhelming anxiety

I gotten m

g so fast a strangli

napped is just another everyday thing for him. "It wi

Oh, God

eyes lock on Xander, and I gasp, "I'm jus

but I can't place the emotion on his face. "Just do as they say." He shakes

, confused tha

" Maybe he knows someth

door. "Fearing the in

when I ask, "Wha

want t

re

me. "You're already panicking. The last

es my fear do

hold back pops from my mouth. "You kidna

lothes with her, I wo

hy?" An impatient look crosses his face. "L

eside me fills my chest, an

rattling of keys. When the door swings open

ll room. They don't look Filipinos, though,

ander, I watch as he climbs to his feet. There's a hate-filled expression on his face th

a step closer to Xander. "Until the mafia an

t sounds more like a warning. "Vikt

rd me, and the other m

"No. Wait." Panic and terror swirl

e can stop whatever's about to happen,

arm while crying for them to wai

here I notice four armed guards be

lowly sweep over me. He seems to be in his late twenties or early t

my arm, and all I can do is tremble, my f

you?" Ric

t my nationality will keep them from hurting me or wors

orehead. "How are you affili

my lips. "I'm not. I don't

staring at me until I fear that I

.Anya d

an holding my arm and orders with a bored

ng I've never felt before rattles me to my core. I'

me go. The words are on the tip of my tongue, but something tells me not to divu

seat with Xander. They looked cozy before we rammed

t know Xander but bite my bo

, then asks, "What's your relati

i

xiety level through the roof. "I lik

nd if he tells them the

ying myself a c

back to

shoved back into the small

ify what I said, the door is lo

my body. I sink to my knees, and wrapping my a

asks, his tone too calm for

pleading look. "I-I told them we're dating. They were going to

mbling, Xander j

ain. "I didn't kno

m me, he says, "Calm down. I'm not telling

through me, and I fe

er, uncontrollable sob

ng you," he mutters. He rests his hea

uy who's way too calm in the n

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