Chapter 95

Lucky

The door unlocks and Yelena steps back inside. “It’s your lucky day, Princess.” She has changed her T-shirt from a black one to a white V-neck. It’s fitted and easily I can see that her body is toned and defined.

My heart beats a little faster and it flips. Has Nico given in to her unreasonable demands? Has he decided to give everything up for me? I hope not, he should not lose everything by this bitch blackmailing him.

“Am I being released?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Your precious man still hasn’t got back to me. The clock is ticking. Tick tock. Tick tock.” She laughs throwing her head back. If I was unchained and had a knife in my hand, oh, how I’d love to slit her throat. And I am not a violent person. But Yelena brings out the absolute worst in me.

“You wanted fresh air; Princess so let’s get at it. I’ll untie you from the bed but don’t think you can run. There are two guards with guns outside this door and another two outside the building.”

Like I’m going to try anything knowing this snippet of information. I mean I know I am good at self defense and picked martial arts up at a reasonable level. Four guys, armed, however, that isn’t going to work out well for me. However, at least I can gulp in some fresh air and breathe.

This room is disgusting. The walls are damp and peeling. The stench makes my stomach churn and wants to empty itself onto the ground and the smell of pee from my dehydration and using the bucket. Needless to say, I’ve stayed in better places.

Yelena comes towards me. I’m in a no-win situation. There are dozen things I could do to disarm her once she unties me. I could gut kick her sending her reeling backwards but the guards would only come in and they don’t have an investment in me like Yelena does. I’d last a few seconds before getting a round in my body. Not the ideal option.

Patiently, I wait for her to unlock the chains and set me free. I drag my hands out of the cuffs and rub my sore wrists and flex them then fold them inwards. “Get up,” she tells me now with her gun in her right hand.

What if I kicked it out of her hand? She wouldn’t be expecting poor Lucky Gianluca to do anything. I could shoot her right between the eyes, that would kill her cold. Would I even have time to get the two guards or not? Unlikely.

Inhaling, I haul myself off the bed. The dizziness washes over me from lack of water and food. What she fed me earlier wasn’t even enough to keep a sparrow going. My legs feel weird. Sort of weak and tingling from lack of movement.

“Get to it,” she says grabbing me by the upper arm, her grip tight like a vice. I try to shrug her off but her grip so too tight. I can feel her fingers already leaving an imprint in my soft skin.

She pushes me forward. I stumble over my own feet. “What? Can’t you walk now?”

“What do you expect?” I snipe back at her. “I’ve been locked up for hours and God only knows what you gave me to knock me out. I feel dizzy if you must know.”

“Whatever, Princess. You want fresh air or not? It makes no odds to me what condition you are in when your precious man does finally come to his senses. Or, he may decide that your cunt simply isn’t worth it.”

This woman makes my flesh crawl and my blood boil. Of course, Nico will come for me. Love like ours is once in a lifetime and some never get to experience that. He is every beat of my heart, every breath that I take. It is the image of him that is keeping me sane and wanting to not give up.

Yelena pushes me through the door. Sure, enough on either side of the aperture are two ginormous guys, big built and heavy set. Both have scruffy beards and close-cropped hair. They’re dressed in army combat gear and have machine guns slung across their chests. Their large hands resting on them, ready for action.

A shiver of terror runs through my body and down my spine. We are in a hallway with white-washed walls that have seen better days. Mold clings to part of it making me feel nauseous looking at it. She shoves me. I stumble again then correct myself and begin to walk forward tentatively.

What if this is a trick? What if she is taking me outside to actually shoot me before Nico can actually save me?

“Are you planning on shooting me?” I ask her not wanting to know but wanting to know. We move down the corridor; there are several doors leading off it. All battered wood and a metal one. Where the hell are we?

“Not today, Princess,” is all she says in a non-committal voice. What does that even mean? Not today?

So, she does plan on executing me regardless!