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Tatiana POV

My feet immediately hitting the ground I began running as fast I could, trying to find a way out, hearing the men I increased my pace, hitting a hard chest I fell to the ground, immediately trying to reach for me I kick him right in the face, trying to get away he grabs ahold of me, his grip tight and painful, "cagna" (bitch) he spits, making me struggle, immediately all the men make their way towards us, Alexander stalking towards us, his eyes murderous, not saying a word he grabs me from the man, dragging me back to the house, his grip painful,  getting in the house, Elizabeth stood there, her eyes wide, "What the hell do you think you were doing" he yells, his eyes now on me. Not knowing what comes over me, reaching up my fist comes in contact with his face, hitting him as hard as I could, his eyes widen in anger, regret and fear washes over me, immediately slapping me making me fall to the floor, never in my life had I ever been hit so hard.

Elizabeth screams in horror, trying to reach out to me, "non ti azzardare Elizabeth!!" (Don't you dare Elizabeth!!!) he yells making her stand back in horror, my hand still on my stinging cheek, tears sliding down my face, walking over to me, his eyes murderous making me cower in fear, looking down at me, his stare intent and I shivered in anticipation about his next move, to my luck he walks away.

Elizabeth rushing towards my side, placing her hands around me as she helped me get up from the floor, "shhhh" she coos, silently sobbing in her arms, leading me toward my room, guiding me toward the couch as I plop down, "I'll be right back" she whispers.

Tears sliding down my face , coming back with a cloth in her hand, squatting down to my level, gently removing my hand, "mio Dio" (my God) she whispers, gently placing the ice pack wrapped on my face, I flinch at the pain, placing it against my skin. The skin stinging from the pain. Her one hand holding the ice as the other rubbed circles around my arm. The sobs slowly dying down, "get some rest" she whispers, after putting on new sheets on my bed. Leaving me alone I got into the bed, tears still streaming down my face..........

Next morning~

Third Person POV

Waking up the next morning, Tatiana didn't get out of bed, not having the energy to as she had to endure some nightmares from what happened back home. Elizabeth coming in with breakfast, she didn't have the energy to say anything, just staring into blank space. "You have to eat my love" Elizabeth pleads, not saying anything Elizabeth made her way out. Tatiana spent the rest of the day in bed, being served  lunch she still didn't eat.

Coming back for dinner, Tatiana remained silent, "this is Ridiculous, Tatiana you are going to eat this food!" She yells frustrated, her eyes now on Elizabeth "or else I'm not going anywhere, and I need to sleep because I'm old I will die if I don't" she says folding her arms, sass dripping from her voice. Getting up from the bed making her way to her plate, grabbing it taking a seat on the couch, "I wasn't sure what your favorite food is so I just made you a hamburger" she sighs, taking a bite of the burger, swallowing, "pizza" she whispers, "seafood pizza" she specifies, nodding her head. She ate in silence. After eating Elizabeth left the room, Tatiana decided on a shower, getting out walking towards the bathroom mirror, sadness fills her seeing the huge purple handprint on the side of her face.

Moisturizing her body, she got dressed in the pjs Elizabeth had given her. Wondering where she got all these clothes.

Tatiana POV

Getting out the bathroom I'm startled by Alexander's figure sitting on the couch. His cold eyes making contact with mine he throws his large jacket at me, "get dressed" he orders, eyeing him I slowly put on the jacket, keeping my face hard not wanting to display any sort of fear. Putting on some shoes, "follow me" he orders, not wanting to argue I follow behind him. Entering the garage I scan the 6 different cars in it, walking towards the Range Rover, opening the passenger door, "get in" he says, eyeing him, my palms sweating, shaking my head, "no" I whisper, raising his brow at me, "just kill me already" I say in complete fear. A sarcastic chuckle leaves his mouth, "if I wanted to kill you, you would have been dead and I would have done it in your room, no one would care" he says coldly, "now get in before you make me angry" he snarls making me slightly jump, making my way to the car I get in. Shutting the door, he gets in the driver's seat, starting the car we reverse out.

The car ride silent as I faced straight ahead, occasionally glancing at me, sometimes even staring. Reaching what seems like an underground parking area, the window rolling down the man immediately opens the gate. The car driving in we came to a halt. Growing more nervous he walked over to my side, opening the door the cold air hit me, his eyes daring me to protest, slowly getting out the car, shutting the door, "I would stay close if I were you" he says to me.

Walking by his side, opening the metallic door, coming in contact with the dull red light, following behind him, scanning the room, men with drinks in their hands, women surrounding them, but the women seem disoriented, like they had been drugged. My heart beating faster, "ci ha portato un pezzo di carne fresca?" (brought us a piece of fresh meat?), one of the men says, his eyes seductively looking into mine, my fear growing but too afraid to latch onto Alexander, "No, lei è mia" (no, she's mine) he says coldly, the guy raises his hands in surrender, not sure what he said but relief flushes over me. Walking further into the room, my eyes widen in horror, a young girl, her eyes rolling back laying on her back as this man had her way with her, "oi, prendi una stanza) (get a room) Alexander says to the man, a light chuckle escapes the old man's mouth making me shudder in terror, walking further into the room, a door in front of us, opening it I gasp at the sight in front of me, a group of naked men surrounding one girl, her legs spread, her face red with tears as they took turns around her, not being able to stand the sight turning around to leave he stands in my way, "I can't" I whisper, his eyes cold. "Please can we go" I beg, tears flowing down my face. Staring at me for a moment, turning around I follow him out, getting to the door I couldn't walk any faster, opening the car door stepping inside as I breathed out, getting in, "look at me" he orders, staring down at my hand, grabbing my cheeks forcing me to look up at him, "I said look at me" he says sternly. Looking at him, his green eyes cold, distant, "If you ever, and I mean EVER do what you did, you are coming straight here. You will get fucked like a whore and I guarantee you no will care about your screams and pleas" he says sternly, my eyes brimming with tears, "are we clear?" He says, nodding my head "yes" I whisper, "good" he says before turning back to face the wheel, immediately driving off in silence.

Facing straight ahead, seeing that he wants to say something, moving his lips but unable to speak he remains silent.