The Don’s Desire

WELCOME TO ITALY

Mia's Point of View

Landed in Italy

I was moving. My body was being picked up, and I opened my eyes slowly, groaning. The moment I realized what was happening, I pushed myself away from the man. He gave me an annoyed look, but I wanted to kick him in the face.

"Why are you touching me?" I asked him

"Don't flatter yourself. We have arrived at the airport," He said to me. I got off the bed walking past him, ensuring not to touch him, but he was a buff guy.

Maybe this is my moment to try and run. I mean, civilians will be here, and I could ask for help. As I slowly walked off the plane, there were men dressed in black suits and 7 black SUVs lined up. One of the men in suits opened the back door of the car in the middle. I looked behind me and the asshole was talking to someone.

"Sir, um, I am being kidnapped. Can you help me?" I whispered to the man who opened the car door.

"No can do. Welcome to Italy," The man said with a smirk.

"There's a special place in hell for you," I said to him

"Get in the car, little girl, we don't have all day," said the asshole from behind me. I turned to him, folding my arms across my chest.

"I'm a grown woman and would really appreciate it if you stop calling me little girl," I said, glaring at him.

"Okay, little girl, now get in the car before I make you," He said to me. I stared at him, wishing I could burn him with my eyes. He stepped closer to me, about to hold my arm.

"Don't f*****g touch me," I stated angrily, then got in the car. He came in and sat next to me, then the car soon drove off.

"Are you hungry?" He asked me

"Don't feel sorry for me" I stated, then the unthinkable happened.

My stomach.

My stomach, growled at me, causing a blush of embarrassment to fill my cheeks. He shook his head without saying a word. Well, firstly, I haven't eaten since I woke up, and I'm not going to ask him for anything. I rather starve to death.

"Although it's two in the morning, the chef will make you something. Anything you want?" He asked me

"You didn't ask me if I wanted to be kidnapped, right? You did everything against my will, so don't try to be a gentleman now." I said to him. He gripped my chin and then turned my face to his.

"When I'm being generous, I'd like my generosity not to be taken advantage of because I will let you starve to death for the rest of your life. So, what do you want to eat?" He asked me, and did I mention his face was only a few inches away?

"I-I'm allergic to peanuts and shellfish. Anything with chicken and other meats is fine by me," I said to him

"Would you prefer fried chicken for now?" He asked, and I just nodded. He released my chin and then went back to his phone.

"Can I have my phone back?" I asked him

"You will receive your phone for the next day, which is from 9 am today to 9 am tomorrow. You have 24 hours to say goodbye to whoever. Maybe later down the line, I can take you to visit when I know you can be trusted," He said to me

"Who are you?" I asked him

"Sebastian Genovese," He said to me

"Okay, but why did you choose me of all the girls in Washington? Couldn't you choose someone else who has no life?" I asked him

"You think that I just saw you and chose you? I've been watching you for 8 whole months, and you do the same thing every day. On Saturdays, you always go grocery shopping and your parents only visit on Christmas and Thanksgiving, your boyfriend and that friend of yours have been together way before I knew you existed. So you're not just a random pick, you just caught my eye," He said to me

"Tina and Charlie were together for over 8 months?" I asked as I could feel my heart break all over again. Tears filled my eyes as I felt anger eat at me.

"Over a year, probably. My brother was watching you for 8 months and the cheating was happening before we came along, but no worries, they are the least of your problems now. You have me and from now on, I am your everything," He said to me. Disgusting piece of s**t.

"Why did you have to just take me? I can't live like this, and I don't know who you are. Quite frankly, I'm not interested either," I said as angry tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Well, it can't get any worse than it is, so what the hell? I'm a mafia leader. I want to buy drugs from some people and they have specific rules. Not only that, but I have to be married before it all happens, and I don't like going back and forth," He said to me

"A Mafia Leader? And you chose me? Why didn't you go get yourself a model? Isn't that what you rich men are into?" I asked, raising my voice a little.

"You have a stunning body. Most models have nothing on you because your curves are natural, your face is most definitely naturally beautiful, and I like my women like that. All natural," He said, brushing his finger against my cheek. I jumped as a sinister smile came onto his face.

"I am not yours. You can't treat me like an object," I told him, shakily.

"That's what you think," He said, shaking his head with a smug grin that sent a chill down my spice.

"How did you get me on a plane without my documents?" I asked him, moving away from him.

"Because they have been gone for 2 weeks, and you haven't realized that. I've been in your apartment every day for the last 3 weeks and I didn't do anything weird besides checking your preferences in clothes, shoes, and everything." He said to me

"You're a f*****g creep," I said disgustedly.

"Call it whatever you want," He muttered, looking down at his phone.

"I hate you so much," I said, turning away from him as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"The only thing I don't get is why you send your parents so much money every month. Both your parents work," He said to me

"That has nothing to do with you," I said to him. He turned my face to his, holding my chin firmly.

"Tell me why," He stated, and his tone sent chills down my spine.

"My brother is going to a college of his choice, which is expensive. I help them pay for it while he gets to focus on school. I was once accepted into an Ivy League school, but we couldn't afford to pay for it, so I went with one that gave me a scholarship. Not only that, but I didn't want to spend the rest of my life paying student loans and I don't want that for my brother either," I said to him

"I see. I'll keep sending them the money each month, no worries. Your brother will complete school in the next 6 years," He said to me.

"How did you know he has 6 more years in college?" I asked him

"Because I know his major and I know he wants to become a lawyer. I mean, I would know since I've been watching you," He said to me. I pulled my chin from his grasp, turning away.

Just then, the vehicle came to a halt. Since the windows were as dark as outside, I could barely see anything. The door on Sebastian's side of the car opened, and he stepped out, the man who opened the door motioned for me to follow, which I did.

When I got out, there was a mansion ahead. I wouldn't say it was a mansion, more like a manor. It was huge. A little old-fashioned, but had the right amount of modernity.

"No need to stand there Mia, we have places to be when the sun is up," Sebastian said to me

"I don't want to be here," I said to him. I can't sign my life over to this man.

"Either you walk or I will carry you myself. You won't like that," He stated as he walked toward the house, and I followed him, feeling sad all over again.

There were guards everywhere. If I wanted to escape, it would be really difficult because now I see the front yard, cameras, and men with guns. Now I'm starting to believe that he's really a mafia leader.

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