Episode 3

As soon as the limousine stopped, Amanda knew that she had arrived at the place that would be her captivity because that was how she felt, kidnapped and deprived of her freedom. If she had a choice, she would never have accompanied that criminal. The worst part was that her sacrifice was in vain, as she did it to save her brother's life, and he ended up taking it. She tried to see her surroundings, but it was already getting dark, and she couldn't see anything through the darkened car window.

Amanda looked at Vicenzo and saw that he was peacefully asleep as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't destroyed her and her brother's lives. Suddenly, it occurred to her that he kept a gun in a holster in his jacket. If she moved as silently as possible, she could grab his weapon and send him to hell. Even though she knew she would be killed by his men afterwards, she didn't care because she would rather die than lose her virginity to an insensitive monster like him, who had made it clear he would use her in every way for his pleasure. Killing him would also avenge her brother's death, as he was indirectly responsible.

Luckily, a friend she had met in school was a police officer's daughter and had taught her how to shoot, saying that one day it might come in handy. And now, it seemed she was right. Before putting her plan into action, she carefully observed the man who would turn her into a killer, as that was what she would become after killing him.

Despite hating him, she had to admit she had never seen a man as handsome as him. With his tanned and bronzed skin, black hair with rebellious streaks falling on his forehead, plump well-shaped lips, and a strong and masculine body that even the suit couldn't hide, his chest and arm muscles were prominent. She couldn't see his eyes, as they were closed, but she remembered them being brown with long lashes that seemed even bigger when shut.

Suddenly, she felt extremely ashamed and guilty for admiring the beauty of a man like him, a Mafia boss, who surely must have taken the lives of many people, often with his own hands.

He suddenly shifted in his seat, and she quickly closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep. But when he seemed to relax again, she opened her eyes and started moving gently towards him. His jacket was open, and she soon spotted the holster with the golden gun. She moved her hands softly towards the weapon and managed to remove it from the holster delicately.

Amanda's heart raced in her chest due to the adrenaline mixed with indecision, with the gun pointed at Vicenzo. At that moment, he opened his eyes and swiftly took the gun from her hands, sitting next to her on the seat, pressing the barrel against her head.

"Do you really think I was asleep?" he whispered in her ear, as he breathed in the scent of roses from her hair.

"I just wanted to know how far your hatred for me would go, and if you had the necessary courage to become a Capo's wife," he said, sliding the gun from the back of her neck down to the side of her small, firm breasts. Amanda was speechless, and her heart seemed to want to escape her chest, not out of fear, but out of another feeling she couldn't quite grasp, as she heard his deep and husky voice in her ear.

Vicenzo smiled and put the gun back in the holster, getting rid of his jacket and being left only in his shirt and suit vest.

"Just answer me one thing before we enter your new home, mia Bella ragazza," he said, mocking her with a smile. "Would you really have the courage to shoot? Even knowing that you would be killed as soon as my men heard the shot?"

"Do not doubt that for a second of your wretched life. And if what you said is true, that you want to make me your wife, know that it will make it even easier for me to end you. I would advise you to sleep with your eyes wide open," she replied, chin raised and pert perfect nose.

"You have no idea how this worries me," he said, smiling mockingly.

At that moment, Vicenzo was certain that he had found the perfect woman to marry and put an end to his father's demands and the Salvatore mafia's members. A Capo had to marry and produce heirs to command respect from everyone involved in this world. Even though she was still very young to assume such a position, he would gradually teach her how to carry herself, both as his wife and outside their bedroom. If it were up to him, he would never get married; he loved his life of parties with high-end prostitutes and champagne, as well as having various mistresses scattered around the world, from models to famous actresses. But in order to no longer hear his father's nagging, he decided to get married.

It was also about time to have a child, and he couldn't have one with a whore or one of his mistresses; it was unacceptable for a Capo to marry his mistress. His bride had to be pure and chaste like Amanda. Well, at least that's what his brother said before offering her to him, claiming that all Amanda had were teenage flings and that she had never been touched by a real man.

And now, looking at that beauty, all he could think about was dragging her into his bedroom and being the first man to possess her, teaching her the pleasures of life.

Just the thought of it gave him a violent erection, but he would contain his libido until they were married because that was the Salvatore code and honor - to only touch the woman who would be his wife when they were officially married.