DILARA'S POV: I've been locked in here for four days with no help and little communication.

Xuan paces in front of me.

'What have you gotten yourself into.' He mutters.

'Nice to see you too,' I reply.

I pick at the hem of my shirt.

'You know it's not too late for you to come back to us,' he says. 'Adriano will allow you to come back.'

'I would rather die.' I reply, coldly.

'Lets just hope Vittoria doesn't take that literally.' He mutters, rubbing his forehead.

'So how have things been for you?' I ask. 'For everyone?'

'I'm not going to have a conversation with the enemy.' Xuan says.

'Oh come on,' I sigh. 'I'm just an old friend.'

'Shut up.' He snaps

I roll my eyes and get up causing him to cock his gun.

'Relax,' I say. 'I'm not that dangerous.'

'Sit down.' He says.

I start walking towards him.

'I'm getting Adriano, he's the only one who can deal with you.' Xuan snaps.

I smile.

Good, Adriano and I can be alone, that way I can lure him into my trap.

Xuan leaves and later comes back with Adriano following behind him.

I get up from my bed and see Fouzia behind him.

My face drops.

Bitch.

She doesn't look happy to see me either.

Xuan nods to Adriano and immediately leaves.

'I heard you've been giving Xuan some trouble.' He says.

'No, I just want someone to talk to.' I reply shrugging.

I get up and walk towards Adriano and he doesn't back away.

I can feel Fouzia glaring at me.

'You're a prisoner, you don't need someone to talk to.' Adriano says.

I look up at his stormy, grey eyes and he narrows them.

'I get lonely here.' I breathe. 'Maybe you could fix that?'

I can feel Fouzia glaring daggers at the back of my head but I don't care.

Toying with Adriano in front of her pleases me, and the way he reacts to me being this close makes me feel powerful.

I need him on my side to get out of here alive.

'I can't help you.' He says through gritted teeth.

'Liar,' I mutter trailing my hand up his torso. 'We both know that you would love to help.'

'Get your hands off my husband you filthy whore!' Fouzia yells, grabbing the back of my hair and pulling me off him.

She presses her gun to the back of my throat.

'She's just toying with us,' Adriano says to her, crossing his arms.

I turn around to her and smile.

I twist her arm and loosen her grip on the gun.

'Touch me again and I'll rip your hands off.' I snarl.

'Dilara let her go.' Adriano says.

I look up and smile at him.

'Immediately.' He says.

I roll my eyes and get off her. She quickly stands behind Adriano.

'You guys are no fun.' I mutter rolling my eyes.

Adriano puts his hand of Fouzia's lower back and leads her out of the room.

I narrow my eyes.

'I'll see you later Pendejo.' I mutter.

He leaves the room and closes the door behind him.

************** ADRIANO'S POV: 'How could you let her talk to you like that!' Fouzia exclaims, bursting into the living room.

'Dilara's harmless,' I reply sighing.

Zoya and Terzo just look between us.

'You liked her being all up in your face.' She snaps.

I clench my jaw.

'I know what I'm doing Fouzia.' I say.

'No you don't.' She replies. 'You're going to let your feelings-'

'I know my place in this mafia.' I snarl. 'Shut up and learn yours.'

She looks at me shocked before leaving the room.

Zoya stares at me.

'She has a point.' Zoya shrugs.

'I didn't ask for your opinion.' I snap.

'Well I'm giving it.' She replies before looking back at her laptop.

'Have you heard from Vittoria yet?' I ask turning to Jasmine.

'Yep.' She replies, not looking up from her phone.

'Well?' I snap.

'She should be here in-' she starts.

'Where is she!' Vittoria exclaims bursting in.

'Basement.' Matteo replies with a bored expression.

She walks past me and goes to the basement and I quickly follow her.

She tells the security guard to open the door and she walks into Dilara's room.

'Well well,' Dilara says. 'It's the backstabbing bitch.'

'Watch your tongue.' Vittoria snaps.

'You've corrupted your son,' she says. 'Even he's blind to the traitor that stands before him.'

'I can see the traitor in this room very clearly.' I snap, glaring at her.

'For mafia leaders, you two are so very stupid.' She smirks.

'How?' Vittoria asks. 'Enlighten us.'

'Remember when you told me that I would have every guy at my feet and manipulate them just as I did with your sweet Adriano?' She asks, staring at Vittoria.

Manipulate me?

Vittoria shifts uncomfortably next to me.

'Well, it seems that some of your personal guards just need some sweet talking into doing your bidding.' She smirks.

I feel the cold metal of a gun press against the back of my head, Vittoria stiffens next to me.

'Surprise.' A voice says from behind me.

He throws Dilara a gun and she catches it, and places it against Vittoria's forehead.

'Now, listen to us and no ones going to get hurt.' Dilara says smirking.

I glare at her and she smiles at me.

The man presses the gun harder against my the back of my head, forcing me to walk into the middle of the room.

He follows me and I see it's one of our soldiers who guard the cells.

He stands next to Dilara and wraps an arm around her waist.

I clench my jaw.

'Thank you so much Gabe,' she says fluttering he eyelashes. 'Now let's tie up these assholes.'

Gabe passes Dilara some rope and she ties up Vittoria while he ties me up.

'You know the penalty for being a traitor.' I snarl.

'Dilara promised me more than you could ever give me.' He replies grinning.

'She betrayed us, who says she won't betray you too?' I ask.

'Don't speak about her like that.' He snarls.

'No he's pretty correct about this.' Dilara says as she slams the back of her gun to his head, knocking him out.

*AUTHORS NOTE* We love a queen who can gaslight and manipulate her way out of any situation! Have a nice day!