~LITTLE WHILE EARLIER
Agent Vitali leaves me in my cage and for some time, I just stand in front of the door, staring at it emotionlessly.
Then, anger sears inside me. I want to get out of here - these words become an itch under my skin.
I turn around on my heels and go to the kitchen to drink water. I need to calm the hell down.
When I am near the sink, my eyes land on the knife holder placed close to it. I pause in my way, a glass held in my hand.
He manipulated me, lied to me, gave me hope just to snatch it away once more. Just like everybody else.
My emotions turn hard, my eyes zeroing in on the knife holder.
I think there is only one way to get out here. I need to threaten Agent Vitali somehow or injure him a little so he can let me go. It’s a foolish idea - I know, but I can’t think of anything else right now.
VALENTINAI close my eyes. The vein in my neck throbs against the tip of the bloodied sharp knife.He is going to kill me.“ If you attack someone, you have to do it right, Darling because if you fail and give them a chance, they won’t hesitate before slicing your pretty throat open. ” He whispers against my lips.The tip of the knife presses further into my neck but never pierces my skin. He doesn’t want to kill me.I open my eyes, meeting his gaze from up close. He looks like the epitome of perfection, someone without any flaws when he is so near.For a moment, I forget where I am standing. I forget about the knife held against my neck, I forget about the seduction and hidden serious look in his eyes.I see him for what he is. The emotions flickering in his eyes, the raw desire and the painful ne
MATTEOShe is so beautiful. When I look at her from close, that’s what I always think.She is beautiful but she is beaten and broken. She is damaged and dangerous.They had taken her innocence and her peace of mind. It hurts me to know that whatever she does now to bring her old self back, it won’t ever be enough.Valentina is gone. It seems the innocent girl, the one who was whole, had died a long time ago and what I see now is the broken shell of a person she once was.She is a danger to herself at this point, because she can’t control her rage, her thoughts, her memories from claiming her again and again.I hate to admit this, but she is a threat to everyone around her as well.As I hold her broken, crying self in my arms, I silently feel miserable for her.So beautifully broken she is. So impossible it is to fix her now.I should have
VALENTINAI don’t know for how long I cried. I told him everything, almost everything and then cried for him too.Can I do anything worse than this?I sigh, now laying over my bed. He left earlier, saying he had to be somewhere else. I don’t know why but he looked baffled, as if there was something he couldn’t understand and didn’t like either or as if he had to make a decision he didn’t like.I release another heavy breath and stare up at the ceiling. My hand reaches out to my dry lips, my fingers tracing the outline. The touch of his lips still lingers on mine.I never knew a man’s touch could feel so good. I am only familiar with the agony the men in my life brought me.Pulling my hand down, I purse my lips and continue drilling holes in the ceiling.The loud ding noise of the main door opening breaks me out of my trance. I sit up in the bed.My heart begins to beat fast. Fixing my eyes at the door, I wait for Agent Vita—no—Matteo to come to my room.Time passes but he doesn’t come