Fallen For My Abductor

Chapter 1

Prologue

Camilla

Today feels like the longest day ever since I was brought into this mansion. If someone would have told me five months ago that I would be living with my father's sworn-enemy, I would have called the person crazy and laughed at their faces.

I have always kept my distance from my father's business, his world isn't one I want anything to do with. Yet, here I am being a prisoner to the mafia king because of his war with my family. It shows how your life can change just in a split without notice.

The first time I saw Carlos, I didn't know what to make of him. That night at the restaurant, he looked exactly how people described him, cold and intense. He didn't say a word to me but he only stared at me in a way no one else had done before. It made my temperature rise and I thought I would never see him again since my father's controlling tactic went from zero to a hundred after that night but I was wrong.

A knock on the door brought me out of my deep thoughts.

"Come in." Becca walked in.

"I want to check on me, you didn't come down for dinner. Kate said you didn't want anything brought upstairs either."

"I am not hungry."

"Mr, Black isn't going to like that you skipped your meal."

This is what annoyed me the most, why does it matter to him? If I don't want to eat, that is my own problem and not his.

"I am tired, Becca. I am going to take a shower if you don't mind."

"At least, let me bring you something light to eat."

"No thanks, I am not in the mood."

It started walking to the bathroom, I didn't wait to see if she had something else to say. It was probably childish of me not to go down for dinner, it was just so upsetting that Carlos Black thinks he can control me like he does to the City. I am not one of his employees or a client, we aren't friends so why does he care?

I turned the shower on, it is one of my favorite rooms in this mansion. I removed the socks on my feet and was immediately heated by the cold tiles. I removed my clothes one at a time, as I dropped my clothes on the floor, it reminded me of two nights ago when Carlos walked in while I was naked in the bathroom.

"Are you enjoying the shower?" He walked into the bathroom, I tried to cover myself but it was pointless since the walls of the bathroom were made of glass.

"Get out of here!" I screamed.

"Why? Are you afraid of what would happen if I stay?" I wanted to scream yes but I won't be admitting that to him.

"You are in my personal space."

He walked towards the shower, he was covered only with the towel wrapped around his waist. How the hell do I miss that?

"The last time I checked, this entire mansion belonged to me." He was almost at the shower door.

"Carlos, go away!"

I covered my breast with one hand and crossed my legs like that is going to stop him from seeing me. He opened the door, the lust and hunger in his eyes woke something up inside me that I can't explain.

"Why?"

He removed the towel from his body and walked into the shower. I couldn't help it and I looked down, I could see how satisfied he was by the smirk on his face.

"Do you like what you see?"

"No!" I took a few steps backwards.

"You are lying, it is written in your eyes." He matches my steps by moving closer.

"Carlos!"

That was the only thing I got to say before he pushed me against the walls and crushed my lips. There was no love, just lust. I wanted to be strong and try to break the kiss but I am not, he did something to me. No man had ever made me feel alive like he does, he finally breaks the kiss, making me feel the loss instantly.

"I am going to wash your hair, get your shampoo." The words sounded harmless but it carried power and I couldn't help but obey him.

"Good girl, wet your hair and turn around." I felt my wetness dripping between my thighs.

The man is infuriating. After he washed my hair, he got out of the bathroom and left. I didn't know if I was relieved or wanted to curse him, the audacity to walk into the bathroom and make me heated up for him and leave me high and dry.

Just thinking about that incident now makes me angry. I think that was one of the reasons why I don't want to go down for dinner. I will not allow him to tell me how I am supposed to live my life. He might have kidnapped me and made me his prisoner but I won't let him get his way.

Carlo Black is the most dangerous mafia king, he takes what he wants without a second thought. Unfortunately for me, I am his latest acquisition and now, I am beginning to see that he would never let me go.

Chapter 2: You Are Royalty

One month ago

Camilla

I was running from my apartment to school. I can believe I am in my last year at Landmark University with a perfect grade. I will be able to get any job I want in the financial industry. My father wasn't happy but gave in because I am his little princess. I don't mind playing the card if it gets me what I wanted. I got in my car and started driving and I didn't fail to notice the Lexus jeep driving behind me, one of my father's latest additions, my security. Since I don't live far from campus, it didn't take long to reach school. I quickly parked and walked to the building.

"Cutting a little close?" I heard Miranda's voice from behind, so I stopped and waited for her.

"I could say the same."

Miranda is my best friend, she is the only person who truly understands my life. Her father works for my dad.

"I see the details is black in play." I looked back and saw them following from a distance.

"Yes, I thought those days were long gone but you know my father, always trying to control everything.

I opened the door to the lecture hall and allowed her to walk in first. I looked at my bodyguard and signaled them to go ahead.

"I overheard my father telling my mother that thighs were getting hot. The last head of the Dooks Of Doom is making some kind of play. I fail to see how it has anything to do with me." She laughed.

"Don't be naive, friend. You are technically royalty." I shook my head.

"How about we get to class and you stop starting rumors."

"No rumors, it is the truth."

"Come on," I pushed her into the lecture hall and luckily for us, the professor hadn't arrived.

An hour later, I felt drained. My professor is the most boring and draining man I have ever encountered. As I put everything in my backpack, my phone buzzed. I brought it out and to look at the screen, it was a text message from my big brother.

'Dinner tonight, tell me you are coming. I can't handle father today. He is in one of his moods.'

I feel bad sometimes for my brother, Louis. While my father treats me like his princess, he treats him like shit. I had tried asking my father why he treats us differently since we were both his children but he said Louis needed to toughen up and who am I to question his motives.

'I will go with you if you tell him to take these bodyguards back.' I replied and got a response immediately.

'I will try but you know he won't listen to me.'

'Try hard or I am not coming for dinner.'

'Okay, I will try.'

I shook my head, my brother can be dramatic at times but then I got it, it can't be easy being the eldest and the heir to our father's empire. I put my remaining books and phone inside my backpack. Miranda was talking to one of the football players, it is kind of annoying since I am trying to make myself scarce. I signaled, telling her that I will see her later and she smiled.

It was crazy how I have been in this University for five years and never dated any of the guys on the sports team. Miranda on the other hand has dated enough for the both of us, maybe that is why I don't feel inclined to. They are too immature for me, she said I just don't like to have fun but I swear, she forgot who my father is sometimes. Beside I had a boyfriend that we have been dating for three months now, we met at a business seminar the University hosted. I haven't brought him to meet my father since he tends to scare any guy I bring home.

I am supposed to meet Tony at the library to study today. He always stares at me, it is kind of cute and he doesn't know who I am. No one in university expects my best friend Miranda. I used my mother's maiden name, I like to keep a low profile. When they learn who I am, they tend to change. From the corner of my eyes, I sighted my father's men still following me and then I stopped.

"Can you guys leave? This is my school and you don't blend here. I don't need to be followed around."

"I am sorry, Miss. Gilbert. It is our job to keep you safe."

"Keep me safe from what? It is not like I am going to get a paper cut and die?"

"I don't know what you would like us to say but we have orders." I rolled my eyes and started walking.

Three nights ago, my father started talking about how he thinks someone is following me and he is concerned for my safety but I think he was just being paranoid. I have been living on my own for three years now and nothing has happened to me. Why would something happen now? I entered the library and walked to the study hall. I smiled when the bodyguards realized that they couldn't come in if they weren't students. Maybe someone should have told them, I spotted Tony and walked up to him.

"Hey babe," he greeted me as I got closer.

"Hey," he gave me a sweet kiss on the lips and took my backpack.

"How was class?"

Still the same," I walked to a cubicle he had reserved for us.

"How was yours?"

"Fine,"

"Just fine?" I teased and he set everything down.

"Sorry, my geometry class is kicking my ass."

"I get it," I sat down and started taking my books out, we unpack in silence.

"I was thinking, you should come to my parent's beach house this weekend." He breaks the silence, I look up and I am not ready to spend three days with him yet, I barely make it through overnight class.

"I would love to but my big brother already made plans for us."

"It is just a weekend, Camilla. I am not asking you to marry me." He tries to be light with his words but his face is telling me something different.

"I didn't say you were, I just need to check with Louis."

I was a little annoyed since I don't like to be questioned, my mother used to say it is because I am like my father.

"I don't want to argue." He pulled me closer to him.

"Neither do I." I took a deep breath.

"Tell you what, why don't we make it overnight at the beach house?" He kissed the side of my head.

"Thanks, babe. I know you can use the getaway yourself.

He is right about that, maybe a day away from my family is exactly what I needed.

Chapter 3: He Is Infuriating

Camilla

"Come out already, how long is it going to take you? He is going to be angry if we are late." Louis spoke from the other side of my bathroom door.

"I had class and had things to do. It is not my fault you don't want to go to dinner alone."

"I know, I am sorry. It is just that he has been unusually hard on me. He seems to be calmer when you are around, I want him to notice me. To see I am not the child I used to be and not treat me like I don't know shit."

"That ship has sailed." I teased him.

"It is not funny, how much longer? It is a family dinner not a party."

"Now who is not funny."

I took one last look in the mirror, I am wearing a black belted short dress. My hair is pulled into a messy chignon bun. I have kept my makeup light since my father seems to always have something to say whenever I put on makeup. He considers it loud and cheap, I swear, if he could lock me in a tower, he would probably do that. I grabbed my clutch and phone.

"Read?" I asked my brother as I walked past him. He rolled his eyes and laughed.

We walked downstairs, I was annoyed when I saw two cars waiting for us. He gave me an apologetic look. I shook my head as we walked closer to the cars. One of my father's men opens the door for me and I slide in. I am counting the days when I can put this life behind me. Once I graduate, I am definitely going to leave this City, there is no reason for me to stay. Louis gets into the car and pouts.

I wish I could be mad at him but I know it is not his fault. Our father isn't the easiest man to deal with, he is set on his way. He has been running the City for the last three decades after my grandfather's death. As the head of the family, he had always demanded nothing short of perfection. Our family has ruled the City for over fifty years, you can say this is the family business. What business is that? Even though he has never shared how our family got its fortune, it is not hard to figure it out. He runs drugs and weapons among other things I am not purview to. It is one of the reasons I wanted to leave.

"I know you hate these family dinners but I am grateful you could come."

"It is going to cost you." I looked at him.

"Am I going to like this?" I moved closer so the bodyguards couldn't hear us.

"Tony wants me to go to his parent's beach house. He invited me for the weekend."

"Um," he hummed.

"I told him I could do one overnight since you made plans for us."

"What do you want me to do?" I look upfront.

"I don't know if I can."

"Figure it out because I need you to cover me."

"Why don't you just tell him who we are? He had to have figured it out by now."

"If he has, he isn't telling. You know what our name does to people when they hear it."

"Doesn't he know your last name?"

"No, I used my mother's maiden name in school."

"It is a kind of fucked up that you are doing that."

"I didn't ask to be a part of this family." I said as we came to halt in front of my father's favorite restaurant. I already see my father with a bottle of wine making everyone laugh.

"My little princess has come to join us, what a treat." He kissed my cheeks as I got closer to him.

"Hi, dad, I hope you don't mind me crashing?"

"Not at all, I am sure this is your brother's doing " he says the fact, I am not sure if it is a good thing or a bad one.

"Sit next to me, Nora, move over." He ordered.

Nora is the latest trophy wife he has acquired, he goes through them like crazy.

"It is okay, father. I am sure she wants to be next to you."

"I don't mind." She was scared and I felt bad. She is only six years older than me and wife number five. My mother died when I was ten in a tragic accident.

"Come sit beside me."

For the next hour, he talks about everything he has been up to. He asked a few questions about my studies but it is a sore topic since he wanted me to quit school. Like that is ever going to happen, he ignores Louis most of the night. I wanted to say something but I couldn't. It will make things worse for him, everyone is so busy talking and no one spotted the man walking towards our table.

He is looking straight at me gluing me in place. The stare was so intense that I felt tingling all over my body. I find myself pressing my legs together, I swear he was undressing me with his eyes. Even though he was wearing a suit, I can tell he had a perfect body. I don't know why but I pictured him taking me from the table and having his way with me. If I was a brave woman, I would go to him and have a one night stand with him. I was surprised when he stopped at our table.

"Good evening, Dante. Fancy to see you here." His voice is cold,

He wasn't looking at me again and I was actually disappointed. What is wrong with me? I have a boyfriend for goodness sake.

"Hard to believe since I frequent here and never seen you." From the corner of my eyes I saw my father's men move closer.

"I came to offer peace, we can both coexist in the same City."

I looked at my brother, trying to understand what was happening but he shook his head. Now, I am really confused.

"I am not interested in giving you something you haven't earned or deserve!" My father's voice goes up silencing the whole restaurant.

"I wouldn't start something if I were you." He turns to look at me.

"There are a lot of wolves out in the world and you have plenty of prey surrounding you."

My father signaled but I wasn't understanding a thing. All I knew was that his voice was making me wet. Suddenly, my father stood up and one of his men took me by the arm and stood me up. Then, the spell with my stranger broke.

"What the hell!" I screamed.

"Take her," my father ordered.

I started walking with his men but not before the man looked at me with the eyes of a predator.