Page 21 of Obsessed Alphas: Volume Two

I looked out of the back window, and another black truck scooped him up. “What are you doing?” I shouted at the driver, banging on the back of his seat.

Before I could react, he pulled a gun on me, pointing it at my head. I ducked, and he shot off a round against the seat, missing me, but making a statement that crossed the language barrier. “Shut the fuck up, stupid bitch.” His Italian accent was so thick that the words were muddled together, but the meaning wasn’t lost on me. I was going to die if I didn’t keep quiet and behave. He’d probably kill me regardless of my behavior. At least I’d be with my parents.

He drove on, calling someone and shouting in Italian. I looked back, hoping to see the black SUV following behind, but it had disappeared from us. I knew Alessandro had been too good to be true. There was no way that he’d rescue me. We’d only met yesterday.

A dark laugh came from the driver. “Ha. Your prince charming couldn’t keep up. He might not even bother wasting money for a ransom. Maybe I’ll enjoy your pussy too and dump you into the ocean.”

He continued racing down a winding road, taking me along the coastline. I wasn’t sure how to escape, but I knew I had to try. Shit. Silent tears ran down my face as I looked at the landmarks for reference. Suddenly, the truck came to an abrupt stop, slamming me against the back of the driver’s seat and then onto the floor. Figuring it was now or never, I reached for the handle. As I pulled it, the door opened roughly from the other side.

It was Alessandro. He pulled me into his arms and over his shoulder, walking back to the other vehicle. “I’m so damn sorry, amore. Never again.” He kissed my hair and my temple over and over as he helped me into the other vehicle. He closed the door and walked back over to the other SUV. Dragging the driver out by his head. My eyes stayed glued to the scene before me, afraid of what would happen to him if I didn’t.

Alessandro beat bloody and then they tied him up, carrying him into the trunk area. Cosimo took over driving the hijacked vehicle, and Alessandro came back to me.

“La casa, per favore.” He wrapped me in his arms, cradling me, and then said, “I’m sorry, amore, but our plans will have to be canceled for the night.”

“How am I supposed to get back to my hotel?”

“It’s not safe there for you.” I knew he had a point, so I rested my aching head on his chest. “I’m so sorry. Tell me. Are you hurt?”

“I have a bit of a headache, but that’s it.”

He rubbed my temples with his big strong hands. “I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again, Isabella.” I knew at that moment that I could trust him with everything, including my damaged heart. “I’m so sorry.” He kissed my temple and held me close the rest of the drive.

CHAPTER FIVE

ALESSANDRO

We arrived at the house in just twenty minutes. Still, it felt like a fucking eternity getting to where Isabella would be safe. My heart had never experienced a panic like I had. Everything in my body demanded that revenge be meted on everyone involved.

Isabella fell asleep in my arms, so I carried her to our bedroom and laid her down in bed, and covered her up. Sitting next to her, I admired her beauty and prayed that she wouldn’t leave me. My life wasn’t always like this, but someone finally saw a weakness in me and took the moment to strike.

As much as I didn’t want to wake her, I refused to let her freak out when she woke up. “Amore. Isabella. Isabella,” I stated, calling her name two more times before she would look up at me. She looked around and then back at me. Caressing her cheek, I said, “I have to go.”

“Alessandro, don’t leave me.” She clung to my shirt, making my soul burn with more anger than before. The thought that fear invaded her gutted me.

“You’re safe here. I promise.”

“What about you? What if he has friends?” I loved how worried she was for me, but they couldn’t do shit when I had a reason for coming right back to my queen.

“Then I’ll kill them all.” Wrapping my arms around Isabella, I pulled her to me and slammed my lips on hers. A low rumble ripped through my chest as I slipped my tongue into her mouth.

I pulled back, still clinging onto her biceps as I dipped my forehead to hers. “Fuck. I really have to go.” A sigh slipped past her lips, and I smiled internally. At the very least, she was going to miss me. “How about you rest, and I’ll be back soon?”

“Promise.” Her pout was so damn cute that I wanted to taste her lips again—and I did.

“Indubbiamente. Without a doubt, cara mia.” She gave me a smile that filled me with relief that she would be okay in time.

After settling Isabella back down in our bed with some pain medicine and water, I went to handle the garbage that took her from me in the first place. There was something else going on here, and I wanted answers before I disposed of him for good. Others were involved.

Since I’d just met Isabella yesterday, this was an opportunity shot. Still, they fucked up big time because the second I saw her, I’d kill a thousand men to keep her safe.

Since I already had his blood on my suit, I kept it on and went into the room where we kept the traitor. “Ciao, Carlo. Is there something you need to say to me before you meet your father?”

“You are a pathetic fool to fall for a woman. It will make you weak, and the others will get you.”

“The others?” He nodded with a smugness that pissed me off. “Names.”

“I’m going to die either way. Why would I tell you?” he scoffed.