*Book 1*
Rosalía was adopted from a strange couple in Madrid at the age 7. She barely remembers her childhood from when she lived in Barcelona before she was adopted. She always knew she was different but couldnt figure it out.
Until one night on h...
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His sister smiles and stands by me.
"Why am I not surprised? Little Aná couldn't give a child so she bought one. Shocked that Ignacio got a girl and not a boy" she says.
She kneels down by me and looks at me closely. She is definitely like her brother. The same piercing eyes...
"Wait Francesco...they got a girl but not a boy... seems like this is getting more interesting as we keep going".
I look at her confused.
"Ignacio and Aná took me in and cared for me. I will never question what they did for me! Now what the fuck do you people want from us?!" I yell getting annoyed.
She stands back up and look at Francesco.
"Why don't you explain to her? Ignacio is your enemy brother. Also I am close to cutting this bitch's throat if she thinks she can speak to me that way" she smiles at me as she gives her threat.
I roll my eyes and Francesco shakes his head.
"Not just yet, we need her for now. Can't kill the bait Catalina" he reminds her.
"Always can get another bait, maybe Aná".
I try to get free as she mentions my mother. She sees me fighting and struggling.
"Anyway I have work to handle before I end up killing this girl. Be back later."
She walks out and winks at me.
I roll my eyes and Francesco sits back down in front of me.
He stares at me again then at the necklace.
"Why do you and your sister keep staring at it? Like if it hurts you in some way" I ask.
He looks back at me.
"Seems like your dear parents really kept you out of things. I thought you as their daughter they would tell you what they truly do".
I look away confused. This isn't making any sense. I know my parents, my mother works with a small group for our community services and my father has a small business.
I shake my head.
"I know my parents, what the hell you want from me?!" I yell.
He gets angry and grabs my throat tightly. He squeezes a bit that I start to lose air.
"Your dear father lied and stole from me. He also killed someone who I cared for. Now I have the one person he may care about. If he doesnt show up soon then I might have to kill you".
I look at him scared.
"Or it could just mean your dear 'papá' could care less about you" he smiles.
I start to cry and I close my eyes. I don't mutter another word.
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I feel him let go and I try to catch my breath. I open my eyes and he backs away from me.
Without looking at me again, he immediately walks out of the room. I didn't have time before to see that I am in this dark room with no windows and practically empty.
I try to get free but my wrists burn from the friction of the ropes against my skin.
I stop and I put my head back. I am still in my dress from last night and I need to use the bathroom.
I wait for him to come back because at least I deserve to use a bathroom in this whole chaos.
I look forward as I hear the door open. I see some guy walk in. He gets closer to me.
He is pale and his silver hair catches my attention. He has a young face but his facial hair says otherwise.
"You must be Rosalía, I am Juan. I will assist you with whatever you need".
I roll my eyes. Now he has his people assisting me. I thought I was bait or leverage, why is he treating me like I am some guest?
"Hi Juan, I need to use the bathroom and new clothes. The least that your boss can do for me" I say.
He nods and goes to untie the ropes. Before it fully gets loose, he stares into my eyes.
"Also he did warn me you're a feisty one, so don't get any ideas. I would hate to use restraint on you" he says slowly.
I nod and I stay quiet.
He pulls the ropes off me and stands me up. I stand next to him and fuck he's tall.
I am staring at his chest and I feel a little intimidated to look up at him. So I walk ahead and reach for the door.
He opens it and guides me to the bathroom down the hall. It seems like I am in a house but it's huge and very quiet.
The walls are black and there's 5 rooms on this floor.
He opens the door which I guess is the bathroom. I walk in and I close the door as he waits outside.
There is a bathtub and a sink. Well three sinks, with mirrors above them. The walls are white with some gold exterior on them.
The tub is huge but it is calling my name. Above it is a window, I look out and I see trees. It's light outside but I can tell that the sun is going down now.
How long was I in that room?
I snap out of it and undress. I open the closet and there are many towels inside. I choose one and lay it down.
I step out of my dress and my panties. I turn on the tub and I see slight bruises on my wrists.
I hope mamá is ok. He did say that he kept her alive, but she was shot in her leg. She needs me.
I try not to cry, and I turn on the showerhead as the water shoots out. I get in the tub, and I see some soap on the shelf. I grab some and it smells amazing.
I wash my body with it and let the water run through my hair as well. I spend awhile washing my body and just enjoying the warm water soothe and kiss my skin. I come out after I was done and grab the towel. I dry myself off and I wrap it around me. I open the door slightly and Juan looks at me.
"Umm.. I need clothes. Could I get clothes or something at least?" I ask.
He then proceeds to pass me my suitcase. What the—-?
"When we came to the house, you threw your suitcase at one of our men. The boss told us to take it with you" he says with a smirk.
Of course he did. I take my suitcase and I quickly close the door.
