Violet's POV:

Mornings.

Mornings haven't been the same since I've met Blake, Alex and Jacob. Since I've had trouble with Sebastian. Since Christian tried to fool me and kidnap me.

Before I used to get up a little joyful and have my morning routine, then leave for work.

And now, now I just get up and change, before welcoming another great day in Italy.

Sarcasm now is not the right time.

Don't get me wrong I love Italy and all, but I hate that I'm visiting it in this situation. My trip to Italy should've been amazing. I'd never thought that I'd be visiting Italy because a crazy mafia leader was trying to take me.

I get up and reach the bathroom, turning on the water.

As I get out of my pj's and under the hot water, I think of Christian again.

I want to know the truth. I want to know what was happening. If he felt even the slightest thing for me. Whether it was anger, love, hatred, compassion. I don't know, anything.

To think that we could've had it all. What a shame.

I get out of the shower and dry my body before putting on some clothes.

It looks like there's no one here, like everyone left.

I mean the house is so big I wouldn't know if someone was here, but that's fine.

After my daily italian breakfast, I decide to take a walk along the pool.

I never stay in the garden, it looks desert. I mean this house would be so pretty if the owner laughed or smiled or even felt positive about something.

But that's not something Blake knows, and I'm truly sorry about that. Did his parents give him even the slightest piece of love? Was he always like this?

I don't know. I hate having all these questions but not having the answers, it makes my head hurt.

I walk along the pool and sit, my feet dangling in the swimming pool without touching the water.

This feels peaceful but sad. How are people with this lifestyle happy? I mean you have to constantly worry about being safe, about your business and about your enemies. It's stressful and exhausting.

The sound of footsteps pulls me out of my thoughts, and I'm met with Jacob as I gaze up.

His tall figure sits beside me, crossing his long feet.

"Hey" I say looking at the water in front of me. "Hey" He says back with a soft tone. Ugh if only Blake was as kind as his brother. Sorry, I meant if only he was kind at all.

"We're going shopping this afternoon." He says making me furrow my eyebrows "I don't need anything. You guys can go." I don't feel like going out for shopping today.

I know, you'd probably say 'Bitch are you out of your mind? A rich man is taking you and your bestie shopping and you're saying no?' And I agree with you. I just don't want to do it today, we have plenty of have after all.

"I'm afraid these are the orders Vi. Boss gave them." He says and I turn to look at him, he smiles. "Tell Mr Ferreri that I don't care about his orders." I say blowing a kiss to Jacob.

"You can do it yourself, he's coming with us." He says wiggling his eyebrows, and I'd laugh if it wasn't for what he just said. Oh hell nah.

"What do you mean?" I know this was a stupid question but I just want to know if I heard it right.

"I mean you, Sil, Blake and I are going shopping together. Lovely, right?" He chuckles at his own sentence, making me think of myself because I do that too. But what the fuck is happening now.

"Why?" I could almost hear the desperation in my voice. I'm not going shopping with Blake Ferreri. "Didn't he tell you?" He says a little confused as I shake my head no.

He lets out a sigh before speaking "We have to attend a ball and while Silvia is going to be my date, you are going to be Blake's." "What? When did this happen? I'm not going to be his date. That is a big ass no, Jacob." I state getting up, wanting to leave this conversation.

"Hey don't be mad at me, it's his fault!" He follows me inside the house "I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at the fact that nobody tells me anything here. And now I have to attend a mafia ball because? What's the reason?" I speak frustrated.

Jacob opens his mouth to speak again, but someone else does instead. His deep and husky voice comes from behind me.

"I'm afraid Jacob doesn't have all the answers you need, Miss Rodriguez." I turn around to find him in his black suit, with the sleeves rolled up and his hair messy.

"Well, since you must have the answers I'm so eager to know, why don't you share them with me? That'd be lovely of you." I say with a sarcastic tone and faking a smile at him.

"I gotta talk to Silvia, ciao!" Jacob says leaving us in the huge living room. Fucking traitor, I'm not forgetting this betrayal.

"My room. Now." Oh now he's demanding? "If you think I'm climbing all those stairs just to have a conversation with you, then you got it wrong Mr Annoying." I say winking at him and watch as a smirk forms on his lips.

"Fine lazy ass. My office." He doesn't even let me reply as he begins walking to his office. Ugh, I should've left with Jacob to meet Silvia.

We enter his office and he closes the door behind him.

"Before you say anything, we're going to have a normal meeting, a formal and professional meeting." I state sitting on one of the chairs in front of his desk.

"Okay Miss." He says before sitting on his huge chair, resting his arms on the desk.

"Talk. I'm not having a staring contest with you." I speak annoyed and he chuckles shaking his head. I hate that chuckle.

"We're attending a ball and while Jacob is taking his girlfriend Silvia, you're going to stay with me, by my side. Call it being "my date" if you like it, I honestly don't care." He says grabbing a few papers.

How the fuck does he even have the audacity to act indifferent when he wants me to be his date. Asshole.

"I'm not doing this. Go and-" I begin but he cuts me off "You are. I don't remember asking you whether you wanted to or not."

If he thinks he can just control me like that, he's damn wrong.

I sigh and keep my shit together, trying not to kill him with a dagger right now "I don't know where or how you grew up, but I know my worth. And I for sure know that no one, not even my mother if she was alive, can take my decisions for me. I taught myself that. You're certainly not going to change the rules I have, just because of your fucking ball. You want a date? Go ask your whores! I'm sure they'll be drooling over you!" I angrily state getting up from my chair. I think I forgot this was supposed to be professional. Too late.

As I look at him one last time, I see a smirk. A wide smirk. I roll my eyes and turn around, walking to the door.

As I touch the doorknob I realise the door is locked, ugh. What is it with him locking doors? "Come on, open it." I demand but he doesn't listen. Of course he doesn't.

He gets up and walks over to me, but I stay still. He's really getting on my nerves, everyday more and more.

He stands in front of me, just staring at me. "Seriously it's not funny. Open the-" He grabs me and slams my back against the wall. Ouch.

He closes the gap between us by pressing his body on mine, making me feel fire with his touch.

"That's why I'm taking you." He says with his deep tone, sending shivers down my spine.

"What?" I needed a better explanation, he owes it to me.

"I'm taking you as my date because you never underestimate yourself. And you respect yourself. That's what I need, a woman that knows what respect is." He whispers in my ear, as it feels like the room grew hotter.

"The ball is really important, I can't just take some, how did you call them? Whores I think." He smirks and I bite back a smile at what he just said. Don't give in, Violet.

"I'll take that as a compliment." I say smirking and lowering my tone like he did.

"You'll take what?" He says in a flirty tone and I roll my eyes pushing him off of me, not hurting him.

"Easy there, piccola." Ugh, not that nickname. It means like little one but it's annoying coming from him.

"I wish it was someone else calling me that" I smirk and see his body tense, his jaw clenching.

"Aw are you perhaps jealous?" I was getting used to talk like this with Blake. It's just the way we interact.

He brings his hand to my throat, gripping it tightly but not enough to hurt me. "Jealous of someone that doesn't exist? Nah, try harder." He whispers huskily and I chuckle.

"Fine, you want to bet?" He nods his head and I smirk widely "Great. Who makes the other jealous first, wins." I say and he lets go of my throat, letting cold air reach me as he backs away slowly.

"If I win, I... I'll choose when I win." I confidently say and earn a chuckle from him "Okay. If I win, I get to kiss you again." He says and I almost regret proposing that bet. Almost.

"Keep dreaming, amore." I say and he smirks a little surprised by my amazing italian accent.

"Perfetto piccola." He says and reaches the doorknob, unlocking the door. I leave and reach my bedroom. I need another shower after that. Everything feels too damn hot. ("Perfect little one.")

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Silvia and I are getting ready to go the mall and buy dresses and stuff, for that awful ball.

It's beautiful to attend balls, just not the ones where someone could literally shoot me or kidnap me. Just not a mafia ball.

But now I see the bright side, the only one. I'm talking about the bet I made with Blake. I'm going to try something at the mall, and if nothing happens then I'm counting on that ball.

I hear a knock on the door and shout a come in applying a little makeup while Silvia is in the bathroom. Jacob comes in looking handsome as always with his expensive suit.

"Are you amazing women ready?" He says smirking and I smile "Oh why thank you. I'm ready and Silvia... Sil!" I scream and she opens the bathroom's door, coming out. "Yeah I'm ready!" She says running to my bed and grabbing her purse. Jacob chuckles at her and I leave my bedroom, the two of them behind me.

We leave the estate and reach the car, Blake was already in.

Just as Silvia and I are getting ready to get in the backseats, Jacob's voice stops us.

"Silvia tu vieni con me. Lasciali soli." He smirks after speaking in Italian, I unfortunately didn't understand but that's fine. Wait. I realize it's not fine when Silvia leaves the car and reaches another with Jacob.

("Silvia you're coming with me. Leave them alone.")

These fucking traitors. I'm seriously going to jail for murdering them.

I'm not sitting beside that man. I reach the car's door but he doesn't let me in.

Instead he gets out and goes around his car, opening the passenger's door for me.

"Get in, we're wasting time." He says annoyed and I roll my eyes and walk to the seat, I'm not going to fight with him. I can't handle his attitude right now.

Just as I'm about to sit he grabs my arm and stops me, leaning against my ear "If you roll your eyes at me again, I will fucking give you a reason to. Drop the attitude, Violet."

"Watch me not give a shit." I say smirking and roll my eyes again, yanking my arm from his grip and sitting in the car.

I hear him mutter something in Italian before slamming the door and walking to his seat, getting in as well.

He starts the car and drives away, tightly gripping the steering wheel.

This is going to be fun.

Hello my dear.

I'm not updating as much as before because I have to study so much and pass exams and stuff, I'm sorry.

!Sorry for any grammar error!

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