DreameNovelChapter 52
Alena
When you were in love, you were bound to risk your life. In every love story, there were going to have two
different endings: the good and the bad. None of us knew what were bound to happen when we fell in love, we
were just too stuck on the high, we overlooked the
risks.
I had fallen in love twice. The first twas a lesson.
Yet, the second time, broughtpeace.
It gavethe real meaning of true love. The love that cunexpectedly but showedhow perfect my life
could be-I never experienced that kind of love before and | was very grateful for experiencing it now. Matteo was
my knight in shining armour. Instead of prince charmning riding a white horse, he was the mafia driving a black
Aston Martin.
When | first met him, | thought it was a life sentence of death. | had surrendered my future to an unknown man,
to uncertainty. Yet, the moment | married him, the moment we were pronounced as husband and wife, it began
to be the best moment of my life. | loved Matteo, with all of my heart. Forever.
If | was given a chance to get to know someone better, | just knew there wasn't going to be anyone better.
As | packed through my clothes and throwing them in the luggage, | had grown eager to leave this house. Two
weeks ago, | wanted to be here more than anywhere else but now, | wanted to be in my husband's arms.
The two weeks were dreadful, | just didn't realise that until now.
When | saw Matteo during his press conference, my heart was stabbed and broken into a million pieces. | had
expected him to suffer but | couldn't believe what | saw. As he was suffering on his own, | had began to heal and
unknowingly, it was a selfish act. Why did | do that?
How could I do that?
Those questions kept replaying in my head and | didn't have the answer to them.
| was reaching out for my clothes in the wardrobe when | heard the doorbell ring.
It was late and | wasn't expecting any visitors, neith
Mama or Alexei. My dearest brother had left in a hurry when | asked him to, he wasn't going to cback for the
next few days. As for Mama, she was always here early in the morning Never late at night.
The doorbell rang twice and | slowly made my way down the stairs, glancing at the security screen on the wall.
The camera would've showedthe figure but the front door was empty, showing no one. My eyebrows
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| went to the front door, grabbing onto the doorknob but | was immediately being thrown backwards as someone
pushed the door. | had fallen onto the ground with a loud thud and it tookawhile to regain my composure.
The unknown figure continued to stand in front of me, covering his face with a scary mask.
I blinked a few times as | tried to increase the distance between us, my hands reaching out for anything I could
grab but to
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my disappointment, nothing
Only Mama and Alexei knew about my location to ensure | was safe.
"Who are you?!" | screamed, crawling backwards.
A groan had left my lips when I felt the stinging pain on my left rib, knowing it was going to leave a dark bruise in
the morning. | had taken quite an impact but | only had myself to blame-it didn't takelong to realise | had
forgotten to lock the front door when | went inside earlier. | knew better than to forget but | had forgotten.
"Alena Lerclerc... it tookawhile to find you." The figure spoke, his voice deep and slightly husky. It was not a
surprise that the person standing abovewas
man.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Nobody you need to know but you're a very curious one, aren't you?"
| could imagine his sinister smile as he stared down at me.
For once in my life, | felt helpless. | felt as if | was going to die tonight and there was no one out there to save me
even if | screamed as loud as | could-the villa was further away from anyone, we were practically in the middle of
nowhere.
| had regretted my decision on coming here. | had regretted on running away from Matteo because if he was
here, he would've keptsafe. At least, if he knew about my location, he would've sent out Angelo to protect
me.
This was the reason why. He knew someone was out there running after me, to torture him, to destroy the mafia
and even the Bratva. He knew that | was priceless.
"I'm not alone." | panicked, continuing to move further away from the man.
"Yet, you've been here all by yourself for the past two weeks."
| glanced down at his hand, seeing him holding a knife. My body began to shudder at the thought of him slicing
to taunt me, he was doing it on purpose. watchedbleed but | knew he was holding onto the knife
The man wanted to scare me. To terrify me.
Well, to say the least, it was working the way he planned.
"How do you know who | am?" | asked, trying to catch a glimpse of his face but he was doing a really good job at
hiding it.
"You're quite the princess, Alena. You worth more than you think," he replied.
Within seconds, he was already lurging towardswhich causedto let out a scream. He immediately
slappedacross the face before shutting my mouth shut with his hand. My eyes began to water, trying to
endure the stinging pain on my face; that motherfucker really did slaphard.
"Shut the fuck up!" He said through gritted teeth, gripping hard onto my face.
He went to pull my hair, makinglet out another
Cream.
Then, when | thought he was going to pull away, he decided to proveotherwise. His rough hand slapped
across my face once more, not once but twice. | felt the stinging pain began to spread as my lips were busted.
| licked my lower lip and tasted blood.
I held my face away from him as | kicked my legs out, trying to free myself but he was stronger and bigger,
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to work.
"Get the hell away from me!" | shouted, as loud as | could.
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Yet, he began to punch my stomach, causingto lose my breath for a few seconds. The pain was too much
and | slowly started to cry-I didn't want to let the tears fall and prove him that he was winning but | couldn't hold
them back anymore.
My father had trainedto fight back, to defend myself whenever | was in danger but | couldn't do anything
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmagainst this man. My body had grown weak from his punches, leavingto groan and surrender in pain.
"Please... stop," | muttered.
"You wantto stop?"
| nodded, laying on the floor.
"I can't hear you. Do you wantto stop?"
This time, it was straight to my lower rib which
When he didn't get the respond he wanted, he began to puncha causedto let out a scream. | cried as
hard as | could, silently beggining for this torture to end.
"Please, stop hurting me!" | cried, putting my hands up.
It wasn't a surprise to understand the fact that my family had a lot of enemies. My father and Alexei had killed a
lot of men and those men had families, they could hunt us down whenever they wanted; that was why Alexei
had planted a good security system. He knew he could protect himself but he knew | could never protect myself.
As for my father, he wantedto master the art of defending myself. Incase | was stuck in a situation like this
but | guess should've paid more attention to him. Now, everything cdown toin regrets, wishing |
could've acted differently.
| should've brought a gun withbut even if | did, | wasn't going to carry it around.
The man continued to hurtby punching my face and kicking my body. Eventually, the pain had gotten too
intense that i began to shut down-I had stopped begging for him to stop. | only cried out, my eyes staring blankly
at the ceiling, hoping someone was going to cand save me.
"Please..." | muttered which cout more like a whisper. "Stop..."
| could feel my body burning up as | shut my eyes, tryin
to make the pain go away.
When the man had stopped hurting me, he took a few steps back to admire his work of art. The bruises, the
blood and the fractured bones, he did a very good job at creating a masterpiece. | had laid flat on the ground
because the moment | tried to move, the stabbing pain was excruciating.
Glimpses of Matteo began to cloud my vision and all | wanted now was him.
My husband was there to protect me. He was there to always protectbut | had went against him, pretended
as if | never needed him. Now, | was suffering in this pit of hopelessness.
"Matteo..." | breathed, spitting out the blood.
"Your husband isn't going to cand save you,"
I ignored his words as | stared at the ceiling, imagining him walking in the front door to save me. That could
happen and it was going to be one hell of a plot twist but the front door remained opened, unintended. While |
suffered, endlessly.
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