Fatal Desires

act me until Salvatore arrives. Never had I imagined that I would wait for the husband I hated to come home, but there I was, hopin

e it clear that he was not interested in

" I r

," he answered

? Is my family okay

nts you and as for your precious famil

" I started, bu

swer your questions and neither

his father's energy, but he surely was not a good guy. His

sandro while Salvatore went to war with his rivals. But I needed to make sure that my family was fine. I needed

I awkwardly stood next to him until it opened again, and we stepped into a dimly lit underground parki

I needed to concentrate on the road and take note of the environment, just in case one day they brought me back to their h

he was literally flying the car on the road. I had to grip the armrest t

, making my body sway violently. A scream erupted from my throat and held on to the seat ev

ed with him, but he ignored m

at could be my own death in a car crush. He took

d sighed when I felt the c

ming myself until my hea

at for!" I yelled, tu

easier for both of us than having you lying unconscious at the back of my car. Draws less

ok like the men in the mafia, he was part of it. He was the one to drug me so that he could take me to

Salvatore's son, and he was pr

. The building said we were still in New York

wondered what we were doing here. The houses were old a

andro pulled up in the dri

nnounced as he put

ot sure what I wa

the front door, and my heart

d Alessandro shout, and I

ad not heard him the first tim

out of the car, my eye

running away, but I was sure I was ne

or Ben. I pushed myself forwa

mb, taking its way to

s hand for me to take wh

wled, and my stomach

hat ambush? That would h

rry, I will make it up to you," he said, takin

r starting, and I knew it

ked wise enough to p

cara," he gloated, soundin

ked what I really wanted

Where is Ben?

m are fine a

hey? I need

he ushered me into the townhouse, "Right now, w

t of my stomach and my

it. There was no run

ce faded in the background, replaced by the thudding of

I wanted to scream. I wanted to run away, but the image of Be

nd I was now looking at his face.

way, disgusted by this man. His hands came

ul," he

wave of nausea had hit me, b

was giving him what he wanted. It was safer that way. Not for