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"What the fuck," I heard a deep, terrifying voice growl. "I told you to bring me back Moretti's son, not his fucking daughter." My eyes remained glued to the floor in front of me. My was heart racing as the voice inside my head insisted that I don't glance up at the men in the room. "She was the only one there, Luca," another man responded. I could sense the hesitation in his voice. "How hard is it to follow a simple order. Have you all forgotten who I am?" The terrifying man spoke, his voice raising with each articulate word. My body began to quiver. I watched as a pair of feet made their way towards me. Each step sent a shock of nerves throughout my being. The man stopped right in front of me, dropping down so that his face was level with mine. His finger looped under my chin, forcing me to look at him. My eyes met a set of dark green ones and my breath caught in my throat. His eyes carefully examined my obviously fearful face. "Your father owes me a lot of money, Sweetheart," he smirked. "Let's hope he thinks that you're worth the sum he owes me." My body tensed as my eyes widened in fear. As horrible as it sounds, I knew that my father wouldn't be willing meet his demands. What I didn't know, and frankly was more afraid of, is what was to happen when the frightening man in front of me realized his ransom was worth nothing.
Chapter 1
