CHAPTER 6

ANALISE'S POV

Now only two days are left in marriage. There is no chance of escape. Security is high and no one talks to me except Chiara.
When I was alone yesterday, I had hidden some money in a purse. I didn't take credit cards. Now when I will get a chance I can easily escape. I can't let my hope die even though I know it is nearly impossible.

I should try one last time before I am married.
Chiara is a kind lady and treats me like her daughter but when I tried to dig some information out of her, she dropped the topic.
I wanted to know more about the mafia and how everything works around here but I think Luciano doesn't want me to know too much before marriage. I don't have his trust. Well, I don't want it to.

Life is the same since I came here.. He leaves in the morning and comes at night.
I don't know what he does for a living because this lifestyle needs a lot of money. Maybe he is involved in drugs.
I have nothing to do all day except talk to Chiara or sit in the garden. One thing I have learned is that Luciano doesn't take insults lightly.
I can say anything I want if I don't disrespect him.

Cameras are everywhere and I have a feeling that he is keeping an eye on me all the time.
Currently, I am sitting in the garden enjoying the cool weather. Once in my life, this was my favorite weather but now throughout my life, it will only remind me of days spent here.
"Penny of your thoughts." A voice with having thick Italian accent brings me out of my thoughts. I look towards the source to see a man in his late twenties.
He looks friendly but I ignore him because I am not interested in making friends here.

"You don't want to talk, I see. But aren't you bored sitting here alone?" He asks expectantly and taking a seat.
"No" I answer truthfully.
"Are you sure you don't want to talk to the most handsome guy here?" He asks feigning hurt.

"Yes."
"Well, I think we should be friends. My name is Niccolo. I am Luciano's right-hand man and his childhood friend. What about you?" He asks extending his hand.
Talking with him for some time won't hurt and he seems to be a nice guy.
"I am Analise." I shake his hand.

"So, are we friends now?" He asks.
"I guess so." I laugh lightly.

NIGHT TIME

I am back in my room now after having dinner alone. Chiara never sits with me. According to her, it is against the rules.
Niccolo and I talked for quite a while. I got to know that he is married. His wife's name is Aria. He told me funny stories of his past and his childhood.
We were talking when someone called and he had to go. I wanted him to stay as there is no one I can talk to but he said it's urgent.
I am brushing my hair which reaches below my waist. I brush my hair regularly in the morning and at night.
I am wearing a baby blue nightie.

The door opens and Luciano enters. He goes to freshen up and come back wearing pants.
He takes predatory steps towards me and I continue to look in the mirror unable to hold his gaze.
Snaking his arms around my waist he put his face in my neck and gently kiss me.
I shudder in fear and stop brushing my hair.

"How was your day, Tesoro?
He is asking like I am not held captive here. Funny. I mentally scoffed.
"Good," I reply.
He takes my hand and guides me to the bed. After taking off my nightgown he makes me lie on the bed and climbs on top of me.
He kisses me on the lips. A slow, sensual and deep kiss. His lips move from my lips to the neck, stomach, and between my legs. I want to stop him but I cannot because

I am feeling strange things.
I try to close my legs but his hands stop me. His mouth from my legs to my inner thighs. I am feeling like I am in a daze.
"So beautiful and all mine."
No one has ever seen or touched me there before. He shamelessly looks there making me feel hot. He grabs my hips and his tongue strokes my clit. A wave of pleasure wash over my body. Then he sucks me there.

"Oh, God." I moan.
“Luc..ciano. please.” I cannot stop the sounds coming out of me. I have never felt like this before. My body is feeling immense pleasure. He continues to move his tongue up and down there.
He continues to lick and I feel something build in my stomach.
"Please... Luc-iano." I barely speak. I am continuously moaning in pleasure.

My hands are moving in his hair and I am involuntarily holding his head close to my slit. His strokes become wild and I can't stop moaning continuously.
My body doesn't want him to stop but my mind is screaming at me to stop him.
"Let it go, Ana." He says and I release. He continues to lick. He then looks at me. His chin and lips have my fluids on them. I am breathing hard. Is this how an orgasm feels like?
He comes up and kisses me on the lips. I taste myself in his mouth. His erection is hard and is poking my stomach.
He takes off his pants and before he could do anything further I stop him. “Please I am not ready”. I say to him breathing heavily.

He looks at me irritated but then kisses me on my tattoo of his name and starts sucking my neck. “I will stop if you promise that you will not stop me from having you on our wedding night. Tell me Ana, do you promise?” he asks directly looking into my eyes. Without thinking I agree. At least I am safe till wedding night.
He lay beside me after kissing me on the head. He takes me in his arms by laying my head on his chest and strokes my hair.
"I love you, Tesoro."
I don't say anything and it is not like he expects me to say something. I close my eyes and drift into sleep.

Morning

Opening my eyes, I look towards the clock and see that it is 10: am. I get up and go to fresh up. I take shower and blow dry my hair.
Since when did I start waking up so late.
Walking into the closet I check what to wear. I decide on a skirt. It is a short skirt. I take a matching top that covers all my hickeys. With these, I wear heels because they are looking so cute.
After getting ready I move towards the kitchen to grab breakfast. I am still shocked by my behavior last night. How did I end up behaving like that? Chiara as usual is
sitting in the kitchen and reading the newspaper.

There is this feeling in my heart that tells me that something is going to happen today.
When I enter, she looks towards me with a big smile on her face. "Come child. Are you hungry? Let me make breakfast, it will only take five minutes."
"Can I make breakfast with you?" I ask her.
"Mastero will not be happy about this." She tells me.

"Ok. At least let me help you." She agrees and then we make breakfast together or shall I say she make breakfast because I was just handing her ingredients.
After eating breakfast alone, I switch on the TV, on which I can watch nothing because everything is in Italian.
For me, it is like I am watching a silent movie. I switch it off. Now I am moving towards the garden. As I was sitting in the garden, I heard a scream. Without thinking I enter the living room where I see someone with a gun.

I quickly hide behind the wall. The stranger which looks like a security guard is pointing a gun at the maid.
Suddenly a thought enters my mind. If almost everyone is here then who is guarding the mansion. Maybe two or three guards.
I quickly run towards my room and into the closet. Quickly grabbing the purse in which I had hidden the money I run towards the backside of the mansion.
As I thought, no guard was present at the backdoor but at a distance, I can see some standing. Hastily, I dash towards the forest.

I run fast. Without stopping I run and reach the entrance of that area which had a mansion. The mansion and forest are surrounded by high security and a big wall.
Without anyone noticing I reach the wall and decide to climb the tree nearest to it after taking my heels off. I throw my heels on the other side. From the tree, I jump off the wall and land on my knees.

Finally, Oh my God! Finally, I am outside of that area. I quickly wear the heels. The skin of my knees is bruised but I don't stop and start running on the road which I don't know where leads.
As I am wearing heels, so it is hard for me to run with them constantly. But I also can't take them off because I have no other shoes. After running on the road for about one hour I hear the sound of an engine coming towards me.

Is Luciano coming home? I hope maids haven't noticed my absence so soon. I hid behind the trees which are present on both sides of the road. The car comes near me and I notice that it is a taxi.
"Hey! Stop! Please." I wave my hand in front of it. The car stops near me and the driver speaks after sliding down the window.
"Ciao Mam. Dove vuoi andare?" (Hello mam. Where do you want to go?)

He is an old man so it will be safe to go with him. As I have no other option so I decide to go with him but I can't understand what he is saying.
"Can you take me to the station? I can't speak Italian." I speak.
"Ok. I take you station. Come sit." He speaks in broken English. Thank God! He can speak English.
I quickly sit in the car and he starts driving. After one or two hours finally, we reach the station. He is such a good man. I pay and thank him before quickly entering the
station.

While continuously looking behind me to see if anyone is following me, I started moving towards the ticket booth.
I see a girl sitting there. "I need a ticket to Milan."
"Name please!" She asks skeptically.
"Analise," I answer hesitantly.

After hearing me, her face becomes white as she has seen a ghost. "Sorry, mam. We are given orders not to help you in any way." She whispers petrified.
"Who has given the order?" I ask taking slow steps back. Fear of getting caught again clouds my senses.
She looks sideways and then whispers "Mr. Luciano." Her words were like a clap of thunder on me. Tears start to burn my eyes while my legs are shaking with fear.
"Please! Help me. He is going to kill me. Please." I beg.
"You have to go from here. The only help I can provide is not calling him. You have to leave or else I will be killed too." She says with fear in her eyes.

I rush out of the station to see the same taxi. I quickly run towards it and sit inside it.
"Can you please take me to Milan? I will pay you as much as you want" I ask the old man. He looks unsure but agrees and starts the car.
The sun is setting now. Two hours have passed since we started from Bologna. I told him the address of Alice's house. Now I am going to reach Alice's house.

After about twenty minutes the car stops and I see a beautiful, not so big house. The house is decorated with flowers and leaves.
After paying and thanking the old man I walk towards the house. The house has concrete footsteps.
I knock on the door but I get no response. I knock again. A distant voice comes.
"Tenere premuto. Sto arrivando." (Hold on. I am coming.)

The door opens and I see a woman with grey hair and wrinkles on her face. I instantly recognize her. It is Alice.
"Hi, Alice. I am Analise." I say happily and with hope in my eyes.
"Analise, my child. You have grown so much." She says tearfully and engulfs me in a big hug.
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