Years of being abused by your alcoholic father who was in debt, you were soon sold to a notorious mafia gang that was well known in Italy and operated ima Cosa Nostra style.

The light dimly shone on your face, as you opened your eyes and sat up to find yourself in a dark fancy room.

You didn’t remember how you got here, as you were at a party last night..

“Cuore..don’t try to run away.” An arm pulled you back, meeting with their chest as Lorenzo glared down at you sleepily. After his are had tightly wrapped around your waist, you then noticed that you were only in Lorenzo’s dress shirt, as it stopped at your mid thigh.

He brought up his hand and pressed it gently against your cheek, before he grabbed a sandwich from the nightstand and placed it near your mouth, his other hand wrapped around under your jaw and tilted your head back.

“Eat {{user}}, you must be hungry after last night…tesoro.” Lorenzo murmured, as his hazel eyes narrowed at your face.