OLIVIA.

Madam Rosa was very kind. And I found myself opening up to her after a few words and talks. She had a similar vibe to my mother, and it made me miss my mom even more.

"You'll be fine, honey." Her voice calmed me down. And her hands wiped off the tears on my face. But, I still felt heavy.

"Is he usually like this?" I asked her as she took off my clothes. I felt a bit ashamed, standing there, naked in front of her. I felt like a little child about to be bathed by her mother.

"You don't have to be shy around me, dear." She noticed my shyness, "And, No. Axel isn't usually like this."

Axel... I wondered if he allowed just anyone to call him that.

I sighed, her hands leading me into the bathtub. The water felt very warm, and I found my body relaxing.

"Most of the girls I usually attend to are either wounded, or half breathing." She uttered, making me arch my brows in curiosity, "But, you're perfectly fine. And you've got-''

"- most of the girls?" I didn't mean to interrupt her, but I was curious. I sat fully inside the bathtub, feeling the warm water cover my whole body, "There's other girls besides me?"

She kept quiet, obviously aware that she'd spilled too much. Her hands grabbed the sponge next to the bathtub, and slowly, I felt them scrubbing my skin.

"Is he going to kill me?" I asked. That had been on my mind for the past few minutes.

Madam Rosa sighed. "You're overthinking, dear. Just relax."

"I can't just relax." I forced out, unable to hide my pain, "My sister's missing. And he told me something about her breaking the omertà. I don't even know what it means."

I felt her hand stop for a moment. And I turned back to look at her, catching the hint of fear in her eyes. It sounded like I'd said something wrong- something that reminded her about something, or someone. Whatever it was.

"Did- did I say something wrong?"

She shook her head, her hands resuming what she was doing, "Is your sister Isabella?"

My eyes widened. She knew her. 

"Yes." I cried out, hoping she'd be willing to tell me more things she knew, "Do you know her."

She nodded, "Yes."

I felt a tear at the corner of my eye. My sister had definitely been here. Maybe she had even slept in this room.

"Do you know anything about her? Where could she be? Why are they searching for her?"

She shook her head, indicating she had no idea. But I saw the look in her eyes. She knew something. She was hiding something.

"Madam Rosa," I called disappointingly, hoping she'd tell me more, "Please, tell me-''

"-You're a special girl, Olivia." She cut me off, her voice firm, "Axel definitely has good plans for you. I've seen the way he's been treating you."

I scoffed. She definitely hadn't seen how he had ordered his men to tie me up and inject me. If this was special, then I didn't want it.

"You're only saying that to make me feel better." I sulked, slumping my body further into the bathtub, allowing the water to go a bit above my breasts. "He's using me to get revenge on my sister."

Madam Rosa kept scrubbing in silence, her lips tightening. "Your sister stole something from Axel. An item that can destroy him." Her words caught my attention, and I turned to look at her keenly.

She continued, "He's after her, and she's been missing for weeks now. The rest of the council wanted him to go after you, since you're the target Isabella gave. But, he refused... until you showed up here on your own."

I swallowed. This was all too much and confusing. Isabella had given me off to him as a target? That means he knew about me even before I came here. And what had she stolen? Why did she steal from him knowing how dangerous he was?

I sat up straight in the bathtub. I needed to hear more, know more. "What did she steal from him?" But Rosa was done talking. I could tell from the way she ignored my question.

"You need to let go of your curiosity." She splashed water all over my back, rinsing out the soap suds, "Axel won't hurt you if you don't try to interfere in his matters."

I pursed my lips, thinking hard. Something wasn't right. There were things that were hidden from me. And I needed to find out.

I felt Madam Rosa's hands move all the way to my arm holes, and I raised my hands up, thinking she wanted to wash them. But she tickled me.

I laughed. It was the first time I'd ever laughed since I got there. But she'd made me do it so easily.

"You need to make sure you don't lose your smile." Her face was bright, and she smiled at me, "It's the only thing they can't take away from you-''

She was interrupted. The door to the bathroom suddenly opened without warning and the first thing my heart did was skip in fear.

Axel walked in. And the moment our eyes locked, my smile disappeared. Fear returned, alongside my sadness. They came back with his presence.

"Leave us, Rosa." He thundered. I watched him take off his sleeves in a hurry, his gaze holding mine, "Right now."

I swallowed hard. Madam Rosa bowed slightly, carefully dropping the sponge into the bathtub. My eyes pleaded with her not to leave me alone with him. But she gave me a reassuring look, her legs carrying her towards the exit.

"Did- I do something wrong?"

This man instilled fear in me. I knew I'd be walking on eggshells around him. What had happened this time? Had he come to torture me? Hurt me?

He didn't respond to my question. Rather, his hands took off his sleeves, exposing his broad chest. I swallowed a gasp. His tattoo was visible now- the head of a tiger. My eyes wandered to his pants unknowingly, and I saw a bulge. One that frightened me.

"You need to be ready for me, Kitty." I only realized that's what he'd been calling me since I got there, "Cause I'm fucking ready for you."

Nobody had to tell me. He was here to devour me. To take my innocence. I shuddered, goosebumps crawling out my skin. This man could kill me if he ever got inside me. And the fact that this was going to be my first time...

"Please..." all I could do was beg. There was nothing else I could do. I couldn't escape. I was fully naked inside the bathtub, and he had every chance to grab me easily against my will. His hands grabbed the waist of his trousers, taking off his belt. His pants slid down without force, and I saw the bulge grow bigger.

"Move aside." 

He moved closer to join me. I baited my eyelashes, fear gripping me. The bathtub was big enough to contain the both of us. But it was going to be tight, our skins were definitely going to touch.

His legs got closer with just two heavy steps. He got in, his eyes never leaving mine. I shivered slightly, feeling his skin touch mine.

"Come to me, Kitty."

I had no choice but to obey. As painful as it sounded for me to admit, I felt excited. I'd never done this before, but it was something that excited me. I pushed my body closer, my hands slowly moving away from my breasts I was trying to hide.

"I should have come for you sooner, Kitty." He grunted. His hands found their way to my breasts, cupping them. I bit down my lips, trying to refrain myself from making a sound. What if it didn't please his ears? What if it annoyed him?

"Are you going to make love to me?" I had no idea when the question slipped out of my lips, but I guess my fear took over.

His eyes darkened, "Don't be ahead of yourself, Kitty." His voice was stern and reminded me that all I had to do was shut up and allow him to take control, "Making love and having sex are two different things. One is pleasurable, the other can cause pain to be inflicted. And you deserve the pain and not the pleasure."

That hurt me. He was going to make me experience pain. I already knew all he wanted was to crush me, but hearing him say that just felt more painful.

"I'm not going to fight it." I said the words so easily, even though it was hard, "If you want to have your way with me, then do it. I only have one thing to ask you."

I watched him arch his eyebrows. "You don't have any pass to make requests." He growled.

I nodded. But parted my lips to speak anyway. "Pl- please be gentle. I... I haven't done this before."

My lips trembled, the fear hitting me right in the face. He was going to do it anyway. I had no strength to resist. All I could do was pray he went gentle with me. I was already succumbing to my fate.

It didn't stop him. I saw the excitement in his eyes when he realized that I was still a virgin. He didn't seem surprised though, and it felt like he knew all along.

He grabbed me by the wrist, pulling him closer as I felt my legs touch his growing flesh in between his legs. I winced in pain, my wrist was still hurting. But, he paid no attention.

"You're not allowed to do anything unless I ask you to." He warned, his hands massaging my breasts rather roughly, "Not even moaning."

It felt like torture. It was torture. But I knew better than to disobey.

Axel's hands went rough on me, just like he'd promised. I pursed my lips tightly, trying so hard not to make a sound.

I prayed silently, hoping someone would come in and rescue me. His hands were causing me a mixture of pleasure and pain... but I couldn't express myself.

My prayers were answered. Less than two minutes after silently praying for help, Madam Rosa rushed through the door, her breath heavy as she panted uncontrollably.

"Don Ace..." she called out with fear in her voice. She halted in front of us, turning her eyes away immediately she realized...

I saw Axel narrow his eyes. His eyebrows furrowed. He was livid with anger, it was evident in his countenance.

"Rosa, why did you-''

"I'm sorry to interrupt sir." She had her head to the ground. I knew she couldn't look at us because we were both naked in the bathtub, "Viper sends a message. La Mano Nera is here."

"La Mano Nera?" He repeated, the fear moving to his voice. His hands let go of me immediately and I saw him try to rush up to his feet.

"Yes." Madam Rosa confirmed, "He- He claims he has Isabella and the item she stole. He wants to see you."

Her words caught my attention. I tried to stand up inside the bathtub, clearly not ashamed of the fact that he was still there.

Isabella? Had they found her? Was I finally going to be free?

Axel hurried out of the bathtub and towards the room's exit, grabbing a towel Rosa handed out to wrap over his waist. My heart pounded in my chest with uncertainty, and I rushed out too, my body dripping water all over the floor.

But as I tried to move further, Madam Rosa's hands held me back. Her warm hands touched my cold body mildly. And her eyes gave me a long, disapproving look.

"You can't go out there," She cautioned me, her voice laced with fear and concern, "Stay in here till he comes back."

She wrapped another towel around my body, her hands reaching for my wet hair to dry. I bit down my lips, my ears aching to hear what was going on outside.

"Who's La Mano Nera?"

"Shh." She hushed, turning me over to face her, "You can't say his name out loud."

I frowned, "But you just said it-''

"-It's different, Olivia." She interrupted, getting me more confused as I furrowed my brows. "You can't-''

"-Olivia!"

I heard my name- a loud shriek that threatened to pull down the roof. I moved away from Rosa before she tried to pull me back, rushing towards the door.

That voice... exactly the same after so long...

"Olivia, stop."

I didn't listen to Rosa. Didn't bother to stop. I pushed through the door, my hair still dripping. And with just a towel wrapped over my naked body.

I almost tripped as I burst through the door, reaching the hallway where the little gathering was being held. Axel's figure turned to me swiftly, and I met his cold eyes, threatening to hurt me.

I caught sight of another man- a bit short yet sturdy. And in his hold was my sister, Isabella, the person I'd longed to see...

I couldn't hold back my tears, and my lips quivered when I saw her eyes. She looked at me, her hair messy, and her skin filled with scars and fresh wounds. I could feel my heart bleeding at the horrible sight.

"Isabella?"

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSI

She was right in front of me.

The traitor.

The one who'd broken the omertà.

Isabella...

I narrowed my eyes, trying to see if I was hallucinating. But I wasn't. She stood there, right in front of me, held firmly by my number one enemy and rival- La Mano Nera.

"I told you I had good news, Ace." The dirty old thug smacked his lips, trying to forcefully pin down Isabella who'd become another version of the one I knew.

She wrestled in his arms, heavy grunts escaping her lips as she fought hard to break free. Her whole body was a mess. Scars and fresh wounds lingered everywhere. I knew she'd been tortured.

I took a step forward, gritting my teeth together as I stared right through her. I only needed one thing from her. "Where's the item?"

She raised her gaze to me, her lips pressed together. Her eyes blazed with fury and I was surprised. Was she annoyed? I was the one who was supposed to be angry. I could kill her right there.

She bit down her lips and grunted. "Where is my sister?"

Olivia. So, she knew she was here.

I scoffed, kissing my teeth with my tongue. "Why? What do you-''

"-You need to let Olivia go right now!" 

I hated being interrupted or yelled at, and she knew. I raised my right hand to her face, slapping her hard across both cheeks. Twice.

"You little slut." I growled, clenching my fists as I tried to refrain myself from hitting her the second time. The pressure from the hit threw her hair down her face, covering half of it.

Viper strolled in, grabbing my arm to pull me away. "You shouldn't be the one doing this."

I turned my face away, my anger slowly building up. And the fear... the tension... the feelings I had knowing that item was still out there somewhere. And the fact that she remained silent about it.

La Mano Nera's husky voice tore through the air, refusing to let the tension die down before increasing it with his words. "I have a deal for you, Ace. That's why I'm here."

I creased my forehead, tightening the towel around my waist. "I don't need any fucking deals." I huffed, "I need the item she stole."

"It's right here." He tapped his pockets slightly, giving me an awkward smirk. "She gave it to me. And now I'm going to give it back to you, but only at a little price."

That damn motherfucker. He was as cunning as a fox.

"What's your deal?" Viper broke in, and I could sense the hint of impatience he had. It was building inside of me too.

He gave another smirk. "I'll give this to you." He pulled out the item from his pocket, waving it in my face. I couldn't believe it. My whole life was back in his hands, and then I heard him slowly add. "In return, you'll give me the girl."

The girl?

I furrowed my brows, and then exchanged looks with Viper who appeared just as confused.

"What girl?"

"Olivia!"

That was Isabella. She yelled so hard it felt like the roof of my mansion was about to be brought down.

I rushed to her, my hands grabbing her hair as she yelped in pain. She was trying to outsmart me, to see if her sister was right in my possession.

"You fucking-''

"-Stop it, Ace." Viper pulled me away from her roughly, while La Mano Nera gave her another smack.

My chest burned with fury. And the next thing I heard was the door opening, and I knew who it was without looking back.

Olivia ran out, wrapped only in a towel with her hair dripping in trails behind her. I turned my gaze to her, my eyes flashing with fury as she met them.

What was she doing out here? Wearing nothing but a towel that stopped just above her thighs, exposing the perfect sexy legs she had. And with the men around too...

I didn't want her there. La Mano Nera could take her. And there was nothing I'd be able to do. He had something he could use to blackmail me.

Where was Rosa? And why wasn't she keeping her locked in?

"Isabella?"

Her voice conveyed sadness, and a hint of relief. I watched both sisters stare at each other, tears threatening to fall down their cheeks. Although Isabella had been crying for a while.

"Isabella, I-''

I pulled her back immediately. She tried to reach for her sister, but it wasn't happening. Not under my watch. My hands went straight to her wrist, pulling her back forcefully as she tried to move. 

She winced in pain from my touch, and then turned to me, her eyes pleading and twitching. "Please, I- I need my sister."

Rosa rushed in, panting and holding her chest to catch her breath. Her eyes widened when she saw me gripping Olivia firmly, and she pleaded with her eyes.

I pushed Olivia into her hold roughly, making sure she held her down and without making her towel fall off.

"Take her back in." I ordered, my voice thundering.

"No! You can't do this."

"Axel, leave her alone!" Isabella cried, her hands were being tied behind her back by my men while Rosa tried to pull Olivia away. But she was fighting so hard to stay.

Both sisters were getting on my very last nerves. And it was infuriating.

"I want the girl." He repeated, this time, more firmly. My eyes traced his hands as they pointed in a particular direction- her direction.

I forced the name out of my mouth, my thoughts turning into a thick fog. "Olivia?"

He nodded.

Olivia's eyes widened, but she didn't stop trying to reach out for her sister. My poor kitty didn't even know the danger she was in.

He needed Olivia in return for the item. I swallowed hard, feeling a lump in my throat refusing to be forced down.

"I'm taking my sister with me." Isabella uttered, shooting me a determined gaze as she fought to break free from the ropes. "I'd rather give her to La Mano Nera than allow her to be with you."

That was how much she hated me. And I knew why. All the nasty things I'd done to her were part of the reason she held so much resentment.

"Give him the girl."

I heaved a deep sigh. Hearing Viper utter that without hesitation felt like an order I couldn't resist. But it was impossible.

I turned to La Mano Nera. "You'd have to choose someone else." I blurted out, and heard a scowl from Viper, "Or something else."

Viper walked up to me, his lips whispering in my ear. "What the fuck are you doing, Ace?"

La Mano Nera chuckled, a heavy smile dancing at the corner of his lips as he pushed forward, eyes fixed on me. "I don't want anything else. I want the pure virgin-''

"-Don't fucking try to complete that sentence." I spat in his face, my fingers inches away from digging into his bulgy eyeballs. "You can't have Olivia, and that's final."

Isabella sounded out of breath when she parted her lips, and I saw a vein throbbing in her forehead. "You have no right over my sister!"

I scoffed, running my hand through my hair in restrained anger. "You know what? You can have her."

I turned to Olivia, still in Rosa's hold, but already standing still without a fight. I watched her tremble and then hesitate for a moment, probably unsure of what to do.

Viper walked towards her, his hands trying to pull her by the wrist as she fought back.

"Let go of me!"

"Leave her alone!" He swerved back to glare at me, but I stood unfazed, "He's not taking her," I pointed in another direction, my hands leading their gazes to where Isabella knelt, bound in thick ropes. "She's going back with him."

Fear crept into Olivia's eyes. She shook her head vehemently, trying to disapprove of my decision.

"No. You can't take my sister away-''

"-Take her back into the room, Rosa. Right now!"

Rosa shuddered, bowing slightly as she tried to pull Olivia away without much success and so much difficulty. It was surprising to see how strong she was even with her petite body.

Rosa tried to coerce her. "Let's go in, dear."

"I want my sister," she kept crying, her voice shaking with emotion. "Isabella..."

Her cry was a heartbreaking sound, but I hardened my heart. I couldn't be seen falling.

Isabella's voice grew thicker. "You're going to regret this, Axel."

I signaled at my men, and they rushed to her side, pulling her by the hair and tightening the ropes on her. She squeezed her eyes shut, a gut- wrenching scream exiting her lips. Olivia kept screaming with fright. She gasped repeatedly, sounding like she was struggling to breathe.

"You made the wrong decision, Ace."

I couldn't care less about what La Mano Nera was saying. I knew my choice had a price. He didn't have to remind me.

Somehow, Olivia managed to break free from Rosa, and I saw her rush over to Isabella, her figure running past me.

Anger flooded through my veins.

How dare she disrespect me?

I grabbed her with one hand, just as she was about to hug her sister. And with all the fury and contempt I felt, I slapped her hard across the face.

OLIVIA

"You need to eat something," Madam Rosa's voice urged me from outside, but I ignored her completely, sniffling my nostrils and crying my eyes out.

I'd locked myself in. I didn't want anything. Didn't want the food she was offering. Or the life I'd suddenly found myself living.

I needed my sister. My family. My old life.

My tears streamed down my face, falling harder than I'd ever imagined. Isabella had been taken away by that creepy, sturdy old man. And Axel? He'd slapped me in front of everyone. And it only grew my hatred for him.

"What's happening, Rosa?"

My heart pounded in my chest, and my eyes darted straight to the door. That was his voice. I stood up fearfully from the floor, my hands clamming as I struggled on what to do next.

"She's locked herself in there," Rosa replied in a concerned tone, her voice conveying the same fear that was growing within me. I could picture her face as she tried to explain. "I've tried to-''

A heavy knock on the room door drowned her words and cut her off completely. And the next thing I heard was...

"-Open the fucking door, Olivia!"

He screeched, his fists pounding heavily on the door with a threat to tear it down. I walked towards the door in fear, but then halted halfway through. 

"Axel, please–"

"-Olivia!"

He cut her off... again. And by this time, I'd wiped off the tears on my face, and braced myself for the worst to happen. 

He'd probably slap me again...

I walked slowly, counting my steps as I moved forward, halting right in front of the door. And then– it opened.

His foot scraped my right arm alongside the door knob. And the force he used sent me crashing to the floor. I fell flat on my buttocks, and a wince of pain exited my lips.

"How dare you?!" He growled at me. And I heard his heavy footsteps storming towards me. My lips quivered with shock as I turned my gaze away, averting it to my arm. He sounded scary. And I didn't want to see how his countenance was. 

Madam Rosa rushed to me, and I heard her murmuring under her breath. She pulled me up slowly to sit, her hands tending to my bruised arm.

"Are you alright, Olivia?"

I heard Axel growl at her question. "Leave her alone."

"But–"

"-Leave us, Rosa!" He thundered with a harsh voice, making me swallow immediately with my head faced down. 

Rosa got up reluctantly, her hands tapping my back gently to give me comfort. I quivered my lips and stared at her with pleading eyes, my whole body trembling at the thought of being left alone with him.

Immediately the door closed behind Rosa's figure, Axel moved towards me, his footsteps calculated. I shifted backwards, my left hand grabbing my other arm.

"How dare you have an attitude?"

I shuddered. And without any response. 

"Look at me."

I shifted my gaze, resting it on his face. His eyes were narrowed, and his lips were formed into a thin line.

"I just fucking saved your life and you're acting like an ungrateful child?"

I swallowed... again. Saved my life? He was literally tearing everything apart, bit by bit.

I parted my lips quietly, trying to utter a word as I turned my eyes away from him. But no words could form.

"I hate it when I'm being ignored–"

"-I'm sorry," I didn't mean to interupt, but I couldn't hold it in any longer. "I- I didn't mean to offend you."

He smirked, and then I watched him get down slowly, squatting right in front of me. I saw the anger in his eyes slowly fading.

"Isabella set you up," I glanced at him with wide eyes, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "She deserves every punishment–"

"-Set me up?" The question rolled out of my lips. I couldn't understand anything. Why would my sister do such a thing?

He huffed, and then slowly scratched his beard. "You'll understand soon. But for now..." his hands began to unbutton his sleeves as he returned to his feet. "Get on the bed and please me."

My fear returned, intensifying in the moment. He wanted to have me, to own me, to break me and shatter my innocence.

And I wasn't ready.

I forced another lump down my throat, my breath turning heavy. "I–"

"-I traded my secret for your freedom," he tossed his shirt to a corner, revealing his muscular chest I'd seen earlier. "The least you can do is please me."

I heaved a deep sigh... and then took a heavy breath, shutting my eyes tightly. There was nothing I could do. Nothing or nobody could save me from this man.

I forced myself up, grunting out in pain my arm inflicted. Slowly, I tried to walk, but Axel reached for me, his hands touching my waist to hold firmly. And then... our eyes met, gazes locked, and lips slightly touched each other's. 

"You're mine now, Kitty." I guess we were back to this. I could feel his hot breath on my face, making me tilt my head backwards. I didn't say anything in reply, couldn't even dare. 

Without further delay, his hands swept me off my feet completely. My heart thumped in my chest, and I wondered how the night was going to end. 

I felt a rush of excitement amid my fear. His touch sent waves of shock through my veins. It felt like something... I couldn't find the right word for it. But it felt right. And wrong at the same time. I'd never felt this way.

My back touching the bed jolted me out of my reverie, reminding me of what was about to happen. Axel took off his pants, and the bulge my eyes caught sight off terrified me.

"Undress yourself." 

His tone was authoritative, yet sexy as hell. It was the way he said it... the voice... the look he gave me. Everything felt awkwardly good and I found myself stripping.

I sat upright. My hands gripped my tank top, and quietly, I pulled it over my head, revealing the black bra I had on. Axel watched me keenly– I saw his face. His eyes glared at me and the lingering lust in them was noticeable. 

I couldn't believe I was undressing for a total stranger. A man I'd barely known for 24 hours.

His eyes signaled to the denim skirt i had on. "Take it off."

I reached for the little zipper at the side, my hands working on it. I sank my teeth into my lower lips, feeling the embarrassment and shyness that was eating me up deeply.

He reached for me, his hands holding my shoulders and pushing me to lay my back on the bed. I crashed onto the soft surface, my mind a juggle of unimaginable thoughts.

I felt his hands on my skin, his fingers lingering on my thighs. He peeled the skirt off my waist hastily, tossing it down to the marble floor.

"You're making me fucking hard."

His voice deepened, making me feel a throbbing sensation in between my legs. My chest heaved up and down with uncertainty, and fear– of course. I felt his fingers trail the edges of my lacy underwear, sending waves of pleasure through my whole body. 

"You're going to do as I say," I closed my eyes shut as he uttered those words, already expecting them. "And you're not going to complain about anything. Not even when it hurts."

I swallowed for what felt like the third time, if it was any use to count. His words scared me, and at the same time, excited me. I felt the flesh in between my legs– it was moist. I knew I didn't pee myself. So, what was happening to me? Was it because of his touch?

I'd barely try to think of what was happening to my body, when I felt his fingers. They shifted my panties to a side, and then gently massaged my opening.

I suppressed a gasp, obviously relishing the feeling. His hands felt good– touching me in the right spot. I bit down my lips, trying to refrain myself from making a sound. 

Until, I felt him slid a finger in... forcefully...