The next morning,

As I slowly woke up I could feel the heat of the sun beating on my face while I was snuggled in some sheets. As I look round the room i noticed the huge walk in closet attached to the bathroom while all I could focus on was the balcony.

I walked up and towards the balcony taking in the warm breeze of wind, as I slowly opened my eyes once again I noticed a few bruises on my arms and neck.

I slowly walked to the bathroom to get an unpleasant reflection of myself, before i think of creeping around I decide to wash my face at least to seem more pleasant.

Once I washed my face I turned to the door and slowly turned the knob, and poking my head out the door to see a corridor.

It was weirdly quiet as I thought of what had happened the night before, I started running towards the huge staircase leading into an open "lobby" near the door.

I smiled when I noticed there was no one around, I headed towards the door only to open it and run into a hard chest.

"Well good morning to you princess" I looked up to see the "boss" I assume that I saw last night and was struck with fear. He griped onto my waist quite tightly while I tried to loosen from is strength.

"Get off of me!" I said to him, however I instantly regretted it as soon as I saw the warmth from his face turn to anger. "I can do whatever I want with you, because your mine!" He yelled in anger. As his grip was getting tighter I finally had loosened from his grip enough, however I fell instantly from him letting go.

"Who the hell are you and what do you want with me!" I screamed while tears were streaming down my face. "One question at a time mi amore (my love)" "I'm Jeremiah Diego" instantly my face dropped, I had only heard rumours of what the mafia boss had looked like, many girls fantasised over him however none of the previous descriptions had matched his.

His chestnut brown hair had been neatly separated while he wore a navy blue suit matching with his silver eyes. "What!?" I screamed in shock "let me go your a killer! Let me-" I was cut off from finishing my words before he slammed my body against the marble wall with a hand to my throat earning a groan of pain from me.

"Watch what you say Maeve!" Wait how does he even know my name, what is that even a question he's a mafia leader for gods sake. Tears were pooling out my eyes and just as I thought he was going to slap me, me walked away leaving me crying.

Just as I was going to head back to the room I woke up in I ran into another tall man "Shit, sorry my bad" the man said while I looked up "Jesus what's happened to you? Are you alright?" He spoke again, I'm fine I said with my face back down ready to leave.

"You can't leave we have to clean you up" I hadn't realised but when I had fallen earlier I had cut my leg which was now bleeding out. This man took me from surprise as I expected him to shout at me however he was kind.

"No, I'll be fine" I replied "Seriously, you don't want to get that infected" he stated and I finally gave up and he led me to the kitchen which was connected to the entrance of the house.

"I'm Grayson, Jeremiah's best friend and second in command" he stated "Nice to meet you I'm Maeve" "What a nice name, I'm sorry about yesterday" Grayson said, I was confused as I didn't remember seeing his face when I was kidnapped.

"Why'd you say sorry it's not your fault" " Well it kind of is, you see when you were dancing I noticed Jeremiah staring at you and jokingly asked whether he was going to take you home and later that evening in the bar I saw the guy you had been dancing with slip a drug into your drink so I reported it to Jeremiah" this came as quite a shock to me what Grayson said.

"Why didn't you just tell me he had drugged me you didn't have to kill him!" I said as the anger started to build up, I mean it was not necessary for James to be killed. "Look I'm sorry but Jeremiah has a natural hate for sexual abuse or drugging so when I told him he was fuming, i mean your lucky he didn't torture him before killing as that's much worse" Grayson stated

During this conversation Grayson had been cleaning and sticking a plaster on my wound when I reached out for the plaster and my bruises came apparent on my arm, Grayson's eyes shot open as he saw the bruises , the top I had been wearing was covering the bruises I had, when I woke there was a change of clothes in the room I was staying in I was just thankful they didn't change me out of my dress.

Grayson slowly started approaching my neck with his hand to turn my head when I grabbed his hand and put it away. "What the hell happened to your neck and arms!" He shouted "Nothing I just-" "He did this, the man you were with did this didn't he?" Grayson shouted again "No, I just fell" I'm a terrible liar so I looked down when answering him.

"Your lying to me!" And with that he stood up and marched off going I don't know where. And once again I was left by myself tearing up, I can't believe this not only have I been bruised by James I've been kidnapped by Jeremiah, my god what is it with the J's and me.

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I had been sat in my room for what felt like hours so bored that I even went to the closet and started colour co-ordinating my tops, bottoms, dresses, shoes and even underwear.

Don't even as me how everything was in my size and these weren't even my clothes.

After finishing that I decided to take a nap as I mean there was nothing else to do.

Just as I was starting to drift off my door barged open "Get up!" Jeremiah came in screaming, I automatically listened to his order. "Have I done something wrong?" I said as Grayson started walking into the room.

" No Jeremiah just wants to see the bruises I saw" Grayson said, this took me by confusion as this was the last thing I thought he would be screaming at me about. "Ok, give me t-two seconds and I'll c-change" I said stuttering "Quick then" Jeremiah said scanning my body.

I threw on a baby blue crop top with some grey sweatpants and walked out to see the boys sat on my bed, Jeremiah still seemed angered.

"Grayson leave" Jeremiah said calmly, and to my surprise he just stood up and left closing the door behind us. "Why did Grayson need to leave Sir?" I said thinking that I should probably call him sir "don't call me Sir" or not my brain said.

"Ok Jeremiah, but why did Grayson leave?" I said sounding suspicious as Jeremiah just stood there staring at me "How do you know my name?" "Jeez just answer my bloody question!" I shouted in frustration Jeremiah let out a chuckle which made me chuckle.

"Ok, I told, him to leave incase the bruises were around your chest" he said while slowly attempting to slip my top off. "Well there not for your information" i said while shoving my shirt back down.

Jeremiah's face turned to anger and I thought I was because I put my top back down but I had a feeling it was to do with the bruises I encountered. "Tell me the truth about how you got those bruises" he said while sitting and patting on my bed to sit next to him.

I didn't want to anger him and I know he would know I was lying if I lied so I told the truth.

"I went to a nightclub with my friends, drank a lot, met James and danced with him but you already know that because you watched. Anyway I then went out for air letting James come with me and he started trying to kiss me, I rejected him but his grip started getting stronger until I was crying then out of nowhere a bullet had gone straight through his head and your men appeared" I said in a summary although without even looking I knew he was getting angrier by the minute which only angered me.

"Anyway why are you so interested, you are just like him, you watched me fall to the ground crying and then tried to choke me for insulting you!" I said with anger, for a few seconds I saw his face turn to sadness but that quickly got covered by anger.

Yet again he stood up informs of me trying to look all big and strong but I was really angry at this point so I just kept pushing "Your really not that tough i mean you want to look like that though and I mean really? Are you trying to look like the good guy by acting like you care!?" I mean by now I knew what was coming my way I mean I was shouting at Jeremiah Diego.

Jeremiah at this point was boiling with anger and for some reason I thought if I proved it to him I would be right. "You really are a-" slapped, I got slapped across the face making me drop to the ground although it hurt badly I was happy I had proven my point to him.

"See what I mean!" I said holding in the tears "Your just like him if worse" I said. Jeremiah's expression had changed to shock and maybe a little disappointment in himself although he did not show that. "I'm nothing like him, never compare me to him again!" He shouted ringing my ears.

By now I noticed Grayson running through the door with a look of confusion on his face, I took a guess and thought it was because he didn't know that Jeremiah had hurt me in the past.

He ran over to Jeremiah and started punching him excessively over and over again, but Jeremiah didn't seem to defend himself he simply just took the beating.

I finally found the strength to stand up as my bruises were starting to become sore. "Stop fighting!" I shouted over to the boys who took no notice to me.

I started walking towards them however after one step I collapsed. "Maeve!?" Both men said getting up and running to my side, I felt as Jeremiah lifted my head repeating my name while Grayson shouted down the corridor for one of their private medics. As I fell unconscious.