Kidnaped By My Mafia Fan

and get things done." But there is no more sleep for her now that her overly anxious planner side was awake. She slowly opened her eyes, grumbling to herself as the bright sun rays gr

imes before analyzing the room. It was large and elegantly decorated, the detail was too precise, not like a hotel.

ming that she had not been abused she hastily let out a breathe of relieve. Her heart rate plummeted again, she was in Italy which was unchartered territory for her and now she was at th

oor even open?" her mind was all over the place. Eventually she made it to the door and upon pulling once it opened. She somewhat regained some of her composure. It can't be that bad if the doors are not closed or tightly guarded. Staring at the long hallway extending on eit

e had to do was get out. She had walked for what felt like 20 minutes but she was still in that damne

ground and walked on. A smile traced his lips. It seems the little woman had figured out that she might be caught in a loop. At his time a wicked thought crossed his mind. What if he had someone go over and pick up the jacket before she gets back?

himself. With that he left his sit and walked into the house. Going straight towards the young

asn't sure what fate she would have and this man could well be her abductor. The thought flashed through her mind again and she felt her throat dry up. Without tu

panicked, her eyes shut tight. This man was indeed her abductor. What did he want? Money? Was he a human trafficker? Would he murder her? Her mind was spiraling. T

but I can assure you that you have the wrong person. If you want money, trust me, you are richer than me. Plus no one will pay a r

planned to cut you open." He said somewhat mysteriously. "What do you want then?" she asked anxiously her hands still glued to her eyes she was getting re

you. I don't know what you look like or where I am. If you just blindfold me and drive me out of here, we can prete

t sounded quite intimidating, although it was pleasing to the ears. Composing himself once more he took a couple of steps towards

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