Chapter 38

Venessa's POV

"Tsk, tsk, task." A sound erupted at the door making my and Andrew's head snap towards it. There stood Leonardo leaning against the door, clearly enjoying the sight in front of him. Andrew let go of my hair making me sigh in content but my scalp still hurts though.

Advancing towards where I am, I can't help but think that I'm completely at their mercy.

"I could watch you being tortured for the whole day," Leonardo cheered with a stupid smirk on his face.

"What am I even doing here?" I questioned with my shoulders sinking. I just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. I just wanted to be back inside Vincent’s arms, where I’m safe from any harm.

"You're bait," Leonardo replied stepping close to my face and struck me hard on my cheek which hurt like hell but I'm not going to tell them that.

I looked at him fighting back tears. "Aren't you gonna ask what I'm talking about?" he inquired bending down to my level. I made no response, which again earned me a slap from him, and this time I wanna scream out in pain. My cheek burned, and they definitely will leave a bruise.

"I want you to do something for me, rosa," he demanded gripping my chin tightly to look at him. "I want you to go to your husband and make him sign some documents," he added.

"You wish and don’t you call me Rosa," I sneered spitting at his face, gaining confidence but it was short-lived. He wiped his face with his sleeve. He looked up and grabbed my hair and this time I couldn't help but let a whimper out.

"Listen to me bitch. I'm the boss here. You'll do whatever I say or you'll regret it," He hissed pulling my face closer to his by my hair.

"I'm letting you go now, but trust me, if you're thinking of telling your husband about all of this, then I'm killing your favorite Mario," he added. I looked up at Andrew and saw him smirking. What happened to this guy? How could he forget how Mario helped him when everyone used to turn their back on him? How could someone be so ungrateful?

"Here," Leonardo said throwing papers on my face. I took it with my hands shaking. I have to do this. I can't compromise with Mario's life but I don't want to betray Vincent either. But my hands were now tied up. I have to choose between both of them and now I just hope that this damn document doesn't contain anything that will cause Vincent great harm.

"What is this document about?" I asked, curiosity eating me up.

"Nothing that you should worry about. It's just a document stating that he's willing to trade with me and that he'll transfer some of his property in Italy to me," he stated, looking so cool as if he's doing something so normal.

"Are you for real?" I questioned not believing him. I didn't just get myself kidnapped and beaten up for his selfish motives.

"I have to, my love. As your beloved husband made sure to ruin my name in business making no one wanting to work with me," he responded patting my head as if I'm a pet that will do whatever he says.

What if he's just threatening or scaring me? I can not be sure, but it's Mario's life that I'm putting at risk. I will do what he wants me to do, plus it's not much that he's asking. I'm sure Vincent can grant his wish. He's a billionaire, for goodness sake!.

But the question is how am I supposed to get the papers signed without Vincent knowing everything?

''Be careful, Vincent shouldn't know about anything or else you know what will happen,'' Leonardo added getting out of the room, leaving me and Andrew behind.

"How exactly am I supposed to do it without him knowing anything?" I questioned, entirely confused.

"Don't worry, the papers state that he will transfer it to your name and later on, you'll transfer it to us," replied Andrew cooly.

Grabbing my arm, Andrew pulled me up and I kept my head down not wanting to look at his face as I know I will throw up. He disgusted me and I wanted to be away from him as soon as possible.

''Ready to go, Nessa?'' he asked me, smiling down at me and I willed myself not to punch his teeth out. I wish I never met him.

Exiting the hell hole, I can't help but feel relieved but at the same time deep down inside me, I can't stop thinking why didn't Vincent come for me? Is he so busy that he failed to even notice that his wife is missing?. There's definitely something wrong.

Holding the papers tight in my hand, I couldn't help the excitement bubbling inside but little did I know I would be wishing to be back again inside of that hellhole.