SHREYA ZACCARIA MONTEZ POV……
"You should try contacting your father"
Antonio said, as his men escorted me to his car, I nodded still a bit shaken up from Lorenzo's death, up until today, I relished that the men I had at my disposal would and could die for me but for a short while Lorenzo opened my eyes to see that these men I saw as pawns were people too with families.
"Here you go "
I nodded, thanking Antonio as he passed me a burner, so I could contact my father, I dialled his number, and my dirt and blood-stained fingers hovered over his number before dialling
The line finally connected and I took a breath before speaking
"Father "
"Hello princess"
I pulled the phone away from my ear, glancing briefly at the number before putting it back on my ear
"What did you do to my Father Carmine?"
As despicable as my father was, he was still the one who birthed me.
"Don't be hasty Carino, I haven't done anything to him yet"
I heard muffled voices and a piercing scream before the line was cut off. In anger, I clutched the burner tightly before slamming it on the floor.
"Tranquillo Shreya"
Antonio cooed trying his best to calm me as Anger ran through my veins. I ran my hand through my hair but winced when a shard stuck in my hair grazed my fingers
"How dare He" I continued pacing, ranting to no one in particular
"How dare he come after the Don of the Italian mafia."
"How dare he come after my papa"
I balled my fists till they became white, taking heavy breaths as Antonio pat my back, calming me down. It took a while till I regained my composure. The drive to the safehouse was uneventful but my senses became alert when I saw Antonio pull up at one of the docks Carmine owned, panic overtook me as I tried opening the door to escape.
"let me go, Antonio"
I screamed at him but he only tutted me as two men held me down and stabbed me in the neck with a needle.
My father's oldest friend had betrayed me and left me in the hands of my enemy
"He paid a lot of money for your head "
He said before everything went dark.
As consciousness slipped away from me, the last thing I heard was a sinister chuckle echoing in the distance. My mind raced, trying to comprehend the betrayal that had just unfolded. How could Antonio, my father's most trusted ally, have turned against me?
When I finally regained consciousness, I found myself in a dimly lit room, bound to a chair. Panic welled up within me as I struggled against my restraints, desperation taking hold. The cold reality set in that I was at the mercy of Carmine Romano, my father's sworn enemy.
A heavy door creaked open, and Carmine strode into the room, a venomous smile playing on his lips. "Welcome, Shreya," he sneered, his voice dripping with sadistic delight. "Your father's little princess has finally fallen into my grasp."
Fury burned within me, replacing the fear that had momentarily consumed me. I stared defiantly into Carmine's eyes, refusing to let him see my vulnerability. But deep down, I couldn't escape the sinking feeling that this betrayal ran deeper than I could imagine.
Hesitation flickered across Carmine's face as if a fleeting moment of doubt had gripped him. But he quickly composed himself, his expression hardening. "You thought you were clever, didn't you, Shreya? Playing your games, thinking you could escape the clutches of our world." He circled me slowly, his voice like a venomous whisper. "But in the end, you were just a pawn, a pawn to be sacrificed for my rise to power."
My mind raced, searching for any way out of this dire situation. But the room was barren, devoid of any tools or weapons I could use to free myself. I had underestimated the depths of Carmine's betrayal, and now I was paying the price.
As Carmine approached me with a sinister glint in his eyes, I braced myself for what was to come.
Carmine grabbed my hair and I winced slightly, the stupid smug smile not leaving his face
I spat in his face as an act of defiance, he laughed at my futile attempt to ridicule him
"Where is my father, you son of a b***h "
I asked him too calmly, despite the fear that coursed my veins.
"You are a warrior Shreya, I am impressed but sadly you're in my way."
I glared at him continuously as he simply stared at me.
The door opened and Antonio walked in, pushing my battered and bruised father into the cell
I shot up from my seat trying to get to my father when Carmine yanked me back
"Father" I cried out and my father looked at me defeated, I had never seen that helpless look in his eyes.
"Shreya"
Tears left my eyes as I looked at him, I felt helpless
"let him go, please"
I was begging, something I had never done in the entirety of my life.
"Shreya"
My father sternly called, he didn't want me to beg the enemy but I didn't want him to get killed
"Please Carmine"
I fell to my knees begging them to have mercy. Carmine stroked my chin lovingly before shooting my father in his stomach.
I shrieked in pain as I crawled to my father, putting my hands on his bleeding stomach.
"Papa, please"
Hot tears streamed down my eyes, I watched helplessly as my father slowly lost his life.
A wail escaped my lips, I felt pain in my heart.