Chapter 4 IV

Chapter 4

Sabrina Moretti P.O.V

"What the hell is going on here?" Luca voice booms through the warehouse with anger.

The man with the knife quickly lets go of me.

He stepped back as if he has been caught doing something wrong.

Morano turns to face Luca.

"Your sister isn't submissive enough... " Morano says smoothly.

"I had to teach her some few lessons."

Luca's eyes are wild with fury as he takes in the scene in me being tied to the chair, bloodied and bruised.

The knife in the man's hand was still dripping with my blood.

He turns on Morano, his fists clenched at his sides.

"This wasn't part of the deal!" Luca shouts, his voice thick with rage.

"You are not supposed to torture her!"

Morano shrugs, his calm demeanor completely unshaken by luca's anger.

"Your sister wasn't being submissive." Morano says in a low tone.

Luca storms forward, grabbing Morano by the collar and shoving him back.

"You son of a bitch," he growls.

"If you ever touch her again...l kill you myself. "

Morano doesn't flinch, his gaze was steady as he looks at Luca in the eye.

Massimo Morano eyes filled with satisfaction as Lucas finally dropped his hands, releasing his tight grip on Morano's collar.

"You have made your decision, Luca," Morano said, his was voice smooth.

"I will make sure it's a decision you will live to regret."

Luca's face twisted with anger and regret.

He then turned to face me as I sat bound and bloodied in the chair.

He looked torn, as if he wanted to avenge me.

I don't understand what was happening here.

A decision?

Lucas knew Morano was going to take me?

Morano turned away from Luca and dismissed him with a flick of his hand.

His men stepped forward and surrounded me.

I felt their eyes on me.

Morano's expression hardened, but he remained rooted to the spot with his fists clenched tightly at his sides.

"I will take her from here," Morano said coolly, signaling to his men.

"You are free to go, Luca. Consider this the price of peace."

I felt my heart drop into the pit of my stomach.

"What are you doing?" I demanded, struggling against the ropes.

"luca, you can't just hand me over to him!"

Luca's gaze finally met mine, but there was no sign that he was going to fight for me to be free from this monster.

He seemed like he had...

"Sabrina," he began, his voice trembling,

"this is the only way. It's the only way to protect the family."

"The family?" I spat, disbelief and anger growing inside of me.

"You are sacrificing me to save yourself! To save this worthless empire!"

Luca looked away, unable to meet my gaze any longer.

"I didn't have a choice," he murmured, his voice barely audible.

"It was either this... or war."

My eyes burned with unshed tears.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

Luca had betrayed me.

His sister.

Just to buy himself a little more time, a little more power.

The pain of the physical wounds I had sustained was nothing compared to the betrayal I felt at this moment.

Morano watched our exchange with an amused smile.

"Touching," he drawled, stepping closer to me.

He reached out and brushed a lock of hair from my face, his touch was light but chilling.

"But it's time for you to accept your new reality, Sabrina."

I glared at him, my anger boiling over.

"I will never accept this. I will make you regret ever laying a hand on me."

Morano's smile widened, but there was no warmth in it.

"I like your spirit. It will make breaking you all the more satisfying."

His men moved in, roughly grabbing my arms and dragging me to my feet.

I struggled, kicking and twisting in their grip, but it was no use.

They were too strong, and I was too weak, too exhausted from all what has happened tonight.

"luca, please!" I screamed with desperation.

"Don't let them take me! Don't do this!"

But Luca remained silent, his eyes downcast as Morano's men dragged me away.

I could see the torment in his expression, but it did nothing to soften the blow of his betrayal.

He had chosen power over blood.

Ambition over family.

And I was paying the price.

"Let's go," Morano ordered, his voice cold and final.

As they carried me toward the exit, I made one last, desperate attempt to escape.

I managed to get one of my arm free and reached for the knife hidden in my boot.

But before I could even grip the handle, one of Morano's men grabbed me by my hair and yank my head back so hard that I cried out in pain.

"No more tricks, princess," the man snarled, his voice was thick and dangerous.

Morano stepped in and placed a hand on the man's shoulder.

"Easy," he said, though there was no kindness in his tone.

"She is mine now. Treat her with respect... or you will answer to me."

The man immediately released his grip, but the damage was done.

I was shoved into the back of a black SUV.

Morano slid into the seat beside me, his presence overwhelming.

He didn't say anything at first, just watched me as the car pulled away from the warehouse.

I kept my eyes fixed on the window, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing my fear.

"You are a fighter," Morano said after a few minutes, breaking the silence.

"I like that. But you need to understand something, Sabrina-fighting me will only make things harder for you."

I didn't respond, my jaw clenched tightly as I stared at the window.

Morano leaned in closer as his breath hot against my ear.

"You can either make this easy on yourself... or you can suffer. The choice is yours."

I turned to face him, meeting his cold, calculating gaze.

"You will never break me," I said, my voice low but firm.

"Regardless of what you do, you won't control me. I will never be yours."

Morano's smile returned, but it was laced with dark amusement.

"We will see about that," he murmured as he leaned back in his seat.

"We will see."

To be continued