Alicia:
I never counted on being stuck in a tense situation with two devilishly handsome men in the damn bathroom to occur in my life, like, ever.Acker looked like he just stepped right out of some movie, and I could hardly take my eyes off of him.Wait, I paused in my flustered act over the presence of the man I spent a night with earlier this week, and realized what he had said.Mikael? Did he mean… the man that was currently pinning me to the wall of the restroom? Was that Mikael?“Acker Madden,” the man- Mikael - spoke with hints of familiarity in his voice, a smirk on his lips. He was an adonis, and I would have swooned if it wasn’t such a strange, difficult situation I was in, stuck between him and a hard place.“How has it been? I thought you’d stay in London for the summer,” Mikael continued as though I wasn’t there, even though I felt his hand pinning me to the wall.Acker looked unperturbed by the man’s words. In fact I could have sworn his eyes narrowed at Mikael.They must have been very familiar with each other, I thought. It was as though they were bantering without caring whoever was in the room with them.“Remind me why I should divulge my travel plans to you of all people, Mikael. After all, I don’t care about you or your borgata. Leave me to my business, and leave the girl as well.”It was then that Mikael seemed to remember I was still his captive and he looked at me briefly, before glancing back at Acker.“Her? I never knew you would pick a dancer for your woman,” Mikael’s tone was light. “You always like the innocent ones.”I decided to speak up, my face reddened.“I’m not a dancer!” I protested, spluttering. Both sets of eyes turned to me, fixated on my face.“There,” Acker’s British burr was calm and dripping with honey as he didn’t remove his eyes from my face. “She isn’t a dancer. And yes, she is mine.”I noticed Mikael’s face twitch, and then he chuckled, shaking his head.“Regardless of whether she’s your woman or not, she owes ME. I don’t let women slap me for free, no matter who she belongs to.”“Slap you?” Acker seemed to ask me that question silently and I felt the need to defend myself.“But- I— He MOLESTED me!” I yelled out. “I just want to go home. I don’t want any trouble!”To my surprise, both men chuckled at the same time.“She’s quite the fiery one, isn’t she?” Mikael remarked, even as his grip loosened on me. I stepped away from him, eyeing the door, calculating my chances.However I knew that even if I tried to run, there was no way I would make it in time.“She can be a handful,” Acker responded to his remark. “I came here looking for her because she fled from me.”Upon hearing the reference to the night I spent with Acker three days ago, my heart began to pound louder in my chest and I feared they would hear it.Though every inch of my body was poised to run, I somehow didn’t feel any fear. It was shocking, considering my instincts long honed in the orphanage and my less than stellar childhood always kept me out of trouble. It never failed me before.My instincts were telling me that Mikael and Acker wouldn’t hurt me.Before any more words could be said however, there was an instant flurry of activity. I froze upon hearing a loud bang in the distance and the music in the distance stopped at once. Silence filled the air and it was like a signal, as both men stilled as well and exchanged glances.“One of yours?” Acker asked Mikael, who sneered at him.“I was about to ask you the fucking same. Damned cafone, starting trouble,” Mikael said then began to speak in a stream of Italian.“Boss!” I heard an unfamiliar voice speak, and my eyes snapped to the door to find a man and woman there. Both were dressed in dark suits, the woman wearing a white dress shirt underneath and the man’s black shirt blending in with his suit.“Magda,” Mikael spoke. “What’s the word?”“Some idiot in a small crew started a fight with the manager. He’s got people,” the woman reported in such a quick manner that her words nearly flew over my head.“We have to go, sir,” The man who came in with the woman said to Acker who looked less than pleased.I didn’t know what to do; what was going on?Screams filled the air in the background as more gunshots continued.Suddenly my hand was grabbed and I turned to find Mikael smirking at me.“Here, Marina,” his voice was low and teasing, and I felt a warm metal slide into my wrist. To my surprise it was a watch, which looked more like it belonged on his wrist than mine. “Keep it safe and I’ll return for it.”He released me and beckoned to Magda, who eyed me briefly before rushing out the door following Mikael.What had just happened?“Javier, make sure Alicia gets home,” Acker spoke to the other man who bowed (what?!) to him.“Yes sir,” Javier responded.“W-wait,” i stammered out but it was too late as Acker had already walked out of the bathroom, leaving me to contend with Javier who would follow orders given to him.“Come with me,” Javier beckoned to me and I was about to protest when a much louder gunshot nearly deafened me and made a shiver roll down my spine. I flinched and crouched automatically, a reaction left from my days in the horrible neighborhoods I grew up in. “Come on, we don’t have much time,” Javier implored, looking unfazed, like this was some leisurely gathering instead.I didn’t protest this time and followed Javier’s instructions. I didn’t ask any questions, nor was any asked of me as I was ushered in a strange black car on Javier’s insistence, and when the driver asked for my address, i didn’t hesitate to tell him.It was all a flurry of activities I would decide to push away from my mind by the time I woke up the next morning, still in the dress Daya had bought me, passed out on the threadbare, hardened couch out of sheer distress.…AliciaThe whole way to work, I trembled, but managed to keep a straight face. My vacant state thankfully hidden behind my glasses, and my typical ‘mousy’ look on, I pushed forward and looked forward to the time I could enter my office and lay my head in the desk. Just for a few seconds before work started. That would be some goddamned reprieve from all the turbulent emotions I felt.Unfortunately it wasn’t to be so, for as soon as I sat behind my desk, the door suddenly flung open, and a telltale scent of designer perfume filled the air.“Alicia, guess what!” Daya was grinning from ear to ear. “I know you went home early last night , so you must have missed it. But something exciting happened!” She squealed, and planted her butt on the edge of my desk.I cast a short glance at the papers she had disturbed out of the pile on my desk, and took in a deep breath so I wouldn’t scream at her.Patience, Alicia, I told myself.“Im sure it must be exciting for you, Daya,” I replied in a kind
Alicia:Daya’s eyes narrowed at me and she looked like she was about to spit venom at me, rearing her head back like a python.“What?“ she asked in a low tone. “No one? NO ONE, Alicia? Are you sure you wanna play that and right now?”I frowned at her; what more was she expecting me to say?“I know what happened,” she pointed her finger accusingly at me. “I’m sure that’s what you’ve been hiding from me all this time. You went home with some rich guy didn’t you? And you chose not to tell me?!”I was getting more annoyed by her making a huge fuss out of something that wasn’t even her business to begin with. What did this have to do oth her? Nothing.“Daya-“ I tried to speak but she shook her head and stormed out yelling obscenities at the top of her lungs.I sighed, feeling weary all of a sudde . I looked at the box which was still innocently by my side, at the bouquet I had barely touched, and at the notes in my hands addressed from the two men who I had differently framed encounters w
Alicia:My breaths came out shallowly and echoed in the empty metal cell. I had already begun to smell a staleness in the air and it made me feel so dirty.No one had come, and I didn’t even know whether it had been a day or a couple of hours. Time was hard to tell when one couldn’t see the sun after all.“Why is this happening to me?” I murmured to myself, curled up in a fetal position. I laid my head against the wall next to the door, praying for someone, anyone to come.At some point I thought I might have heard footsteps, but I wasn’t sure.Suddenly I heard a loud sound of metal creaking and it made me jolt to a standing position, wide eyed at the door where I could have sworn the sound came from.What was going on?My hope surged once more as i realized it must be someone.“Help,” my voice was hoarse as my throat was dry. “Please…”As soon as I had said that the door swung open and I winced at the sound of the creaking door. I noticed it was a burly man that walked in, looking in
Alicia's POV:My… what?It was as though blood rushed through my ears and I could barely consider the words for a second. With the situation I was in, it took a while before it fully sank in.My father?This man… this Senator Duncan, was my father?“That’s impossible,” left my lips, and the man chuckled like I had said something incredibly funny.“It doesn't matter what you think, fiorellino. You're the daughter of a powerful senator. Congratulations,” his smirk widened and I felt like I was more afraid. What was there to celebrate? “And you… are going to help me, fiorellino. By being my hostage. You see, my business is being attacked by laws beyond my control. Your father… he can help me,” he waved his hand around, keeping his green eyes trained on me.I heard something vibrate and he reached down to his pants pocket and pulled out a phone, the source of the vibration. Then he must have answered it, for I heard a voice on the other end loud and clear.“Where is she, you bastard?”The
Acker's POV:She was quiet. Too quiet, for my liking.I removed my eyes from the phone where I was exchanging messages with Mikael, who was in the car behind mine, and Javier, my right hand man.She was staring out the window, through the tinted black glass to the landscape outside. I doubted she had been out of the city before, so this must be unfamiliar to her. Her hair was disheveled and her face seemingly impassive, but I knew it to be a mask.I also noticed how tense she was, by the way her hands were clasped together and trembling. It was obvious she still had a lot of anxiety over what she had just been through. Deep down, I longed to pull my gun on that bastard and fill his body with bullet holes.That thought made my fingers twitch. I had never desired to protect a girl like her before. I have had many lovers, and none of them ever meant anything to me. Alicia… she was different, and not just because she was the daughter of a senator. I could tell that unlike the experienced,
Alicia’s POV:I was only faintly aware of the fact that I was hyperventilating.Everything had happened so fast, I had just seen and been through a lot of things that I never expected to have been through.Tears spilled down my cheeks and my hands clenched, trying to find somewhere, something, anything to ground myself.Why did this have to happen to me?I kept my head down. I was a quiet person. I never involved myself in anything shady. I had never wanted to be noticed, much less abducted!I felt something like a cloth being dabbed onto my cheeks, and I tried to move away from it instinctively only for my hands to be caught, pulling me Into a sitting position firmly.“Alicia,” I faintly recognized this was Acker talking, through the turbulent emotions that I felt. “Listen to my voice. You’re going to breath in for me alright?”I tried to do as he asked but it was too much. My body was shaking and I felt like sinking into his arms. Or better yet, running away.“Alicia, breathe. You’r
Alicia’s POVBefore anything else could happen, there was the distinct sound of a vibrating phone.Acker immediately tensed and raised a hand to stop me from speaking and I found I couldn’t disobey. He brought out his phone from his pocket and answered the incoming call.“Javier” his tone was terse and I wondered what was being said on the other end as his expression morphed from stoic to pleased. “Good. Let him through.”My brows furrowed as he exchanged a wordless glance with Mikael. The two men seemed to be having a conversation without having to say anything, and Mikael’s expression also looked pleased.“Well,” Mikael’s spoke as Acker ended the call. “You have a visitor, tesoro.”“A visitor?” I couldn’t help the disbelief in my voice. Who would want to see me? And how could I trust that it was someone that wasn’t dangerous.“You need to trust us a little more,” Acker said and I got the distinct feeling that my mind had been read. “We are the reason you’re still here and not halfw
Mikael’s POV:Calling the tension between Acker Madden and I awkward was an understatement to say the fucking least.I grunted out loud, my fingers flexing as I debated the chances of me getting a smoke right then.“Don’t even think about it, Serrano,” Acker Madden, the famed fucking Madman of the British Isles, and the only thing standing in my way, said in his British burr.“It was just a thought, and don’t dare try me, cazzo,” I replied just as quickly. “You may be hard to giving your men orders but I am not your subordinate.”“Exactly, so you should have more common sense to not smoke in a non-smoking zone,” he didn’t exactly say the word idiot after that, but I could hear the insult laced in his words.I rolled my eyes and glared at the man, flicking my lighter over and over until I found the sound unpleasant.How long would the fucking Senator take? It had already been thirty minutes.Just as I had that thought, the door opened and out stepped the man in question. By the way his