BLUEY'S POV

AMERICA••••••

"July 20th, 2022" my mind reminded me of the date painted in blood, the same date I had seen on my black SUV few weeks ago. 

Right before I was attacked at the show in Texas.... 

I've had series of attacks this few months and it has begun to dawn on me that someone wants me dead.

Who could possibly want me dead, I couldn't think of anyone, though I have had some unpleasant encounters with my fellow artists in the industry,they wouldn't go that far. Today was just another concert, I hope nothing happens, but I couldn't help but feel unease.

"Sigh"

   "Aaah... you are spacing out on me again" I heard my teammate, Gia said.

  "Are you scared there might be another attack today?" said another in concern

"I...."

Why don't you admit, you've been involved in something shady" the last one said before I could reply.

Well this is Melanie one of my teammates, 22 years old, Irish Canadian, curvy and annoying at the same time, always trying to provoke me, Sometimes I sense deep hatred from her.

Gianna, 21 years old, petite, cute and funny.

Always acting mischievous and oh she's Korean. 

Then the last one, Dovey, We don't really know much about her, buh she has this deep Italian accent, so we just concluded she might be Italian. 23 years old, The life of the party and also a club freak.

"Not everyone is like you, Mel" I replied with an eye roll.

'Something shady? what a joke'.

  "Me?, at least I don't have someone hunting for my head". She scoffed

"Today is just not the day for this, Mel". Dovey snapped

Well that's Dovey for you always trying to resolve conflicts among us.

I just needed to get my mind and emotions controlled, not saying anything. I focused my gaze at the mirror trying to get my hair done.

"A little to the side, no take it up a little, that's it". I said to the stylist.

I might not be a pro in styling but I definitely know what fits me.

"It's beautiful, Miss". The stylist said in excitement.

"Thank you". I said with a slight smile 

We were performing one of our biggest hit song at the moment, the arena was filled up with thousands of people, chanting in excitement the name of their favourite girls band.

"DIAMOND GIRLS"

My name is Bluey Denver, 22 years old.

music as always been my only way to release my emotions. My life can be said to be the perfect one, but with the countless attacks? I really doubt it.

 "Calm down, everyone your idols will be on the stage any moment from now". I heard the host say in an attempt to calm the crowd.

I shook my head helplessly because he was terrible at the job.

I quickly changed into a black long dress, hurrying to meet up with the rest of the team.

"Where's Bluey?" I heard Dovey asked.

"Am here". I replied walking in to the room.

"Why are you in the black dress" Mel snapped angrily.

"What's wrong with me wearing the black dress" I asked confused.

"I want the black dress, take it off" She said standing in akimbo.

"You wanted the red dress, I gave it to you, now you want the black one?"

She was really trying to get on my nerves, I knew it, I couldn't lose it, here wasn't the right place for.

"Well I changed my mind". She said plainly.

I knew she what she was trying to do, but she was the least of my worries right now, I decided to ignore her.

As the time to go on stage approached I couldn't help but feel more uneasy and nervous, maybe it's all due to the what has been happening these past few months. Anytime I go on stage, there's either a shoot out, a fire suddenly breaks out or the light stand falls towards my direction.

The police investigating the case, couldn't find anything and just had to improve the securities.

The more the excitement of the crowds grew louder, my anxiety grew stronger, I was starting to get light headed. I reached out to my bag to get my meds but it wasn't there.

'Oh no, I left it in the van'. I facepalmed myself.

"I need to get something from the van" I announced loudly, without any hesitation I rushed out.

I hid myself well in order not to get noticed and attract attention, inside the van, I finally found my meds, took it, to calm myself before stepping out.

Immediately my feet touched the ground, I felt my nose covered, my eyes rolled backwards, I tried to fight it and stay conscious as my body became weak.

I knew this was going to happen, I felt it, who could have kidnapped me, who did I offend.

my eyelids slowly dropped and everything became blank, and silent.

Few hours later✓✓✓✓✓✓✓

I groaned, as I opened my eyes to a dimly lit room,I wasn't dead, I sigh in relieve, I tried moving but felt my arms and legs strapped to the chair. Where am I, I wondered.

Across the room I spotted a figure sitting,with a stoic expression.

 "Where am I?" I asked panicking. I had so many questions running wild in my head, who could have possibly kidnapped me, could he be the one responsible for all these frequent attacks, I needed to leave this place.

I struggled with the ropes tied on my hands trying to loose it.

"Don't even think of it". The figure across the room bellowed.

"Who are you? Why am I here?" I asked my voice shaking in fear. I've never been this scared in my life. His voice so cold and domineering.

"You don't need to know who I am" he continued.

"I finally found you, Amore mio"  

"Your love?" I scoffed

'Is this person insane? could this be another crazy fan?'

"I don't even know who you are, what do you want, is..it money?, I can give it to you but just let me go" I said with pleading eyes; maybe I can try negotiating with him.

The man's eyes flashed with amusement at her words, he stood up from his seat and walked towards her with an aura that reeked of authority and danger.

 l was stunned when I saw the face of my abductor through the little illumination of light in the room. I couldn't help but marvelled at how good looking he was. I have always been a lover of beauty, but this wasn't the time to admire good looks I facepalmed myself.

'Get a grip girl, ya about to die'

 I felt a cold chill run down my spine as my abductor stopped right in front of me. This man was too dangerous I could feel it.

"Money?" He smirked, looking down at me.

He was a tall man, so standing in front of me, his height was intimidating.

"Do you think am after your money?" He asked with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Let me go you pscho" I retorted angrily my 

 scared expression gone. 

If he didn't want money then what, how do I get out of this. my teammates they'll be worried and.... the concert, I just need to escape I'll worry about that later.

I shifted uneasily on my seat as he fix his gaze on me, gently he touched my face, he lifted my chin with his index finger.

"You..." 

The words I was about to say got stuck in my throat, I couldn't help but feel lost in those familiar but yet unfamiliar dark orbs,

'Did I say familiar?'

"You are mine, micino, and am never letting you go again". He said coldly with a cold expression.

I felt my heart tightened, fear creeped in.

Did I just get kidnapped by a psychopath?

BLUEY'S POV

"You're mine, Micino and am never letting you go" He said coldly with a cold expression.

I felt my heart tightened, fear creeped in.

Did I just get kidnapped by a psychopath?

 "Ahh, I think you've got the wrong person, I've never met you before". I retorted angrily 

 "I know you find it hard to accept, but you belong to me, am the only one that can keep you save, don't you get it?" his voice equally raised in anger.

"Belong to you?, have you been watching too much movies that ya getting ideas?" I snorted

 "Look if you don't let me go, I'll call the cops on you, and you'll cooling your ass in jail for a long time". I snapped.

what does he take me for, someone he could fool? who's this guy? I was done being soft if being hot headed and stubborn will get me out of here then I'll give it my best

  "..."

"Call the cops on me? you need to get out of here to do that" He said sarcastically, running his hands through his hair.

I could feel the sarcasm in his voice, deep down I was scared, what if I don't get out of here.

"Look, I have my own life to live, I have people out there looking for me, what if I just look like someone you know, it might just be a case of mistaken identity" I said calmly staring at him.

"I am sorry but you can't go back to your life, the moment you got involved with me, your life ceased from being normal" He said softly as if coaxing a child.

Why is this happening to me, being attacked this few months, wasn't enough now am being taken captive.

"How do you want me to explain to you that I don't know you, I have never offended you, why won't you let me go" I said almost crying in anger.

 "Haven't you noticed what has been happening around you this few months?" He asked with his brows creased

I was stunned for a while, did he have anything to do with it?

"You...you know" I gasped

"Did you plan all this? why do you want to kill me, who are you working for I can pay you 10 times the amount" I shouted out in frustration.

"First of all, am not working for anyone, and if I was, you can't afford me, Amore mio". His voice dripped in heavy Italian accent.

"Then what do you want from me" I scoffed

"Your life is in danger,there are people trying to kill you" He said looking away from me.

"Why?...why are they trying to kill me, I haven't done anything wrong" I said in shock.

"You belong to me Micino, and that alone is enough for them to kill you". He said rubbing his forehead.

" Aah... I almost fell for it, you might just be the one trying to kill me, all this might just be your own scheme to kill me" I said stubbornly.

"I'm not the one that's trying to kill you, all I want is to keep you save, from the people after you, don't you get?" He said angrily

"Save? if you are really trying to keep me save why not inform the cops, tell them the information you have and let them do their job". I retorted sharply.

"Cops? you think it's as easy as that? in this world there's no law? He mocked.

"You need to go back to Italy with me as soon as possible, your life is in danger" 

Danger? I couldn't help but frowned, who wants me dead.

"Italy with you? in your dreams" I snapped

"Do you have any idea, how long I have been searching for you? now that I have finally found you, I won't lose you again"

Through out my entire life I have never been to Italy and I have never met this guy, why does he keep insisting I'm his.

"And I don't want you to be s celebrity, I can't have others staring at what is mine"  

I was speechless at his possessiveness and domineering attitude, I felt him cut loose the ropes, the pain suddenly hit me as I looked at my swollen wrist.

"Hiss"

"I am sorry, let me treat that". He said as he reached out his hands.

"Don't touch me" I said avoiding his touch.

"Why do you care, don't you think I'll escape?" I asked mockingly

"This room is installed with cameras, and this building is heavily guarded, so tell me, are you still thinking of escaping?" He asked with his lips curled up.

"Am not going anywhere with you, you can't force me" I sneered.

"Even if I have to drag you to Italy, I will" He said coldly

I was about to reply when I heard a knock on the door, he straighten his clothes as he walked towards the the door. 

A tall young man walked into the room, he was handsome though, but compare to this abductor of mine, he was l

osing out, 'what's wrong with me, why am I comparing'.

   The man greeted my abductor with deep respect, and I couldn't help but wonder who were these people, the man quickly glance at me, and focused his attention at my abductor conversing in a language I couldn't understand, all I could understand so far from their conversation was my abductor's name 'Lucian' I tried pronouncing it and it rolled out of my mouth naturally.

  My abductor known as Lucian didn't talk much just responding, in few words in the language they understand, I couldn't help but fine it, rather sexy, I don't know what the other guy said but he ran his hands through his hair muttering curses, funny enough I found it attractive. 

"We need to return tonight, everyone is already gathered for the handing over ceremony" The man said in English.

"Hmm" my abductor nodded.

The man bowed and left after that, he turned and walked towards me.

"Who are you" staring at him curiously.

From his discussion earlier, I could tell he was an ordinary person.

"Are...are you..a vampire?, a werewolf?" I stuttered, or... a mafia boss, wait I think I get it, you are from the underworld right? I could see a glint flashed through his eyes my last guess should be right

 "I am no ordinary man". He said slowly.

I am from the mafia, my father just passed away and I need a wife in other to take over from him"

"You...You are from the mafia?" I asked, stunned.

"But what has that got to do me with, we are from two different worlds, why drag me into yours" 

"I need you, we have to get married" He said starring at me intensely.

"No no no, I will never marry a criminal, I don't want anything to do with the mafia" I said shaking my head in shock. 

No, this isn't the life I planned, this can't be happening.

"You don't have a choice, the moment you became mine, your life was far from being ordinary" He sighed.

"We have to leave tonight"  

He said exhaustively, before he walked out. I was still in shock, I can't marry him, this is like throwing everything I have worked hard to build into the trash. 

What have I gotten myself into.

Recap: 

   "We have to leave tonight"

He said exhaustively, before he walked out. I was still in shock, I can't marry him, this is like throwing everything I have worked hard to build into the trash.

   What have I gotten myself into.

            BLUEY'S POV

I couldn't help but feel suffocated, angry and furious, so many thoughts ran through my head, up till now I couldn't get a grip of what was truly happening, this morning I was a Celebrity living the best of my life tonight? 

 "Tsk tsk" I'm in a car with a stranger heading to God knows where.

 And there he was seated in the darkest corner of the car, like an ice block, so cold yet domineering, who he was, still remained a mystery to me, but I could tell from the his associates that he was no ordinary man.

He was busy typing away on his laptop like his life depended on it, It was like I didn't exist in the car.

 "Hmph!!" I turned to look out of the window with a heavy heart.

  Few minutes later The arrived at the airport, I couldn't help but cursed under my breathe when I saw the luxurious private jet, if he thinks I'll be going anywhere with him, he's dreaming.

"Get down, we need to board the plane". He said calmly.

"I am not going anywhere with except, you plan on dragging me in" I retorted angrily.

He stared at me for a while then picked me up in a bridal style

"Let me go, this is illegal, help!, someone!, anyone!" I screamed at the top of my voice.

"You can scream as loud as you deem fit, but no one is going to come for you" His voice came hovering over my head.

"You'll pay for this, once you are arrested I will make sure you stay in jail for the rest of your life" I screamed in anger as he carried me into the plane.

"You have a sharp tongue and that's not good for you princess". He said dropping me on the plane seat.

I quickly fastened my seatbelt immediately the pilot announced for take off.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked my voice full of resentment.

He gently looked at me, I couldn't help but feel lost in those brown orbs.

He bit his lower lips slightly, "Italy". He replied starring at me with a stoic expression, I think he's someone who's very good at hiding his emotions.

"Is there something on my face?" I asked confused due to his intense stare.

"No" . He replied huskily.

"You look twice as beautiful as I could remember". He said staring into space.

"I can assure you that we haven't met before, this could be a case of mistaken identity". I said calmly trying to reason with him.

He snapped out of his trance, as he continued with his work like I hadn't said anything.

Anger, so much anger with no way to vent, I took my eyes off the arrogant man, as I decide to get some rest, I have had a very stressful day, with what's happening currently, I'm really surprised am still sane cause it's a lot to take in, I'm just gonna sleep then whatever happens next...... well I need to rest.

The trip to Italy was a look one and it took 7 excruciating hours, I was awoken by the horn of the car, then it dawned to me that I was already in Italy heading to the man's residence.

"Make sure everything is ready, I'm almost at the estate". I heard him say.

"Where are you taking me Mr" I said with a hard glare.

"Lucian" he said

"What?" I asked confused.

"The name is Lucian not Mr, micino" Lucian said 

"I will call you whatever I want" I snapped

shortly after we arrived at a tall gate with the words "Genovese Estate" boldly written on the top of the gate.

There laid a beautiful female statue in the center of the compound, the estate was so beautiful and Luxurious, I have had my fair share of wealth but this right here screamed Luxury and it also had this dark energy around it, there where guards everywhere paroling with guns and security dogs, the moved as if there were robots with no emotions, the car finally drove into the garage, and I was amazed by the flits of cars from different brands ranging from Lamborghini, Porsche and many more.

Who is this man, and did I ever mentioned about putting him in jail for the rest of his life?. I could only gulp down nothing.

"Have you gotten used to my arms already?" he asked with a smirk

I hissed and got down from the car, several men walk in some dressed in Armani suit while some dressed casually yet so good looking, my mind couldn't help but wonder off to my band mates, Gia if she was here she will be drooling.

"Don" . They all greeted with a bow, what is this why so much respect is he a god?. They turned to me and bowed in greeting I looked away immediately.

"Don, you had a stressful day, I think you should get some rest first before the meeting" one of the guys said, and I quickly recognized him as the guy I saw at the hotel.

"We'll start the meeting right away, Enrico, show her around the estate" Lucian said walking away in full strides with his men, leaving behind a young man, dressed like a rock star, with his hair dyed green.

"Enrico" he said with a wide grin.

He looked friendly though but I wasn't going to let my guard down, I need get out of here soon and fast.

"Bluey" I said with a frown. And followed him into the large building.

The interior design of the mansion, was very elegant, and had an Italian and Spanish design, everything in the house was luxurious, though I have seen so many luxurious mansions this one in particular topped the charts, the maids where careful dressed, working seriously.

"Let me give you a quick tour round the estate" Enrico said with a smile.

"What's this place, why is it so heavily guarded, who's your boss" I said in one breathe

"Calm down, Chica take a deep breathe" He said smiling widely.

"You are not going to tell me what I need to know right?" I asked devastated.

He shrugged; "Well can you please show me to my room, I had a long day"

"Okay then, this way Donna" He made a gentleman posture.

I need to carefully draft out my escape plan, I thought following closely behind quietly observing.