She is the one by Asheslove (book recommendations for young adults txt) 📕

'Good morning, what’s in the breakfast'.

Doesn’t this man needs sleep or he's night owl or something? I wondered.

'Hey mate' Michael greeted him as he came down on the table.

What makes him think I'll make breakfast for him, if it's in my hands I'll surely add poison in his food to took his life but he don't even deserve this type of easy death does he? By the way I know I can't do this. 

I don't wanted any argument or piss him off in his good morning so I took out the tray of cookies from the oven and placed them in two plates. I slide one plate to him and other to Michael before going back and making one one more cup of coffee for him. When I reached there he and Michael were already engaged in their Italian talk so there is no point of sitting there, I hardly understand few words which I can't even put in sentence. I took my cup and turned to leave them when his voice came. 

'Where are you going, sit down'.

Without any question I sat down. After their breakfast both of them get ready to leave. Nicolas went to his office and came back with a file in his hand handing it to Michael. 

'Be ready in the evening' he ordered me. 'For what?' I questioned back getting up from the table which he clearly ignored and turned to leave.

Michael went to the kitchen and took few more cookies in his hand from the tray and munching them, coming out said 'These tastes really good' making me smile at his boyishness.

'Michael' Nicolas said walking towards door. 

'Thanks for the breakfast, by' he said smiling and they both left not before Nicolas ordered me to close the gate.

The day passed like usual with me doing nothing. As he ordered me I was getting ready at evening. My body doesn’t have any marks and bruises; so I didn't need to hide them with a layers of makeup anymore like before. I lost a lot of weight in these months and my wounds now turned into scars. The largest was the one Simon gave me with one more at the corner of left side. 

The door open and Nicolas walk in. His shirt sleeves were rolled up. He was covered in mud and there were also some dark black patches on his navy blue shirt maybe coal I guess. 

I used to fear this man more than anything in this world, his presence only make my heart burst in fear when he kidnapped me but now nothing affects me. I don't care anymore what he have in store for me, whether he hurt me, beat me or even kill me. He already crossed that limit and now even death won't scare me. He broke me when he took me, tortured me and the remaining me died the moment he killed Simon in front of my bloody eyes and after witnessing the last attack I realized that now nothing makes me fear of this man anymore. He don't even deserve my fear. It's only my family for whom I care nd holding back. 

He looked at my reflection from mirror giving an appreciated look and walked in my front. Wrapping his both arms around my waist he pulled me closer to his body.

'Why you always look beautiful to me Tesoro, what are you doing to me' he murmured against my hot skin kissing my neck. 

'You are with me yet it felt like years since I had seen you'. He whispered nuzzling my scent. 

'Go down we have to leave otherwise I'll rip your cloths right now if you stay in front of me for few more minutes. It's already taking everything in me to control myself from doing so' saying this and giving a last look to me he turned with a smile on his face and went to the bathroom. I sighed and released the breath which I don't know I was even holding.

When I came down maids were chatting and preparing to leave. None of them have family so they made each other their family. The young ones talk about their complicated relationships, ex boyfriends and old ones about their very few beautiful experiences they had in their life. They noticed me coming and smiled. I went in gulp a glass of water and sat down on the kitchen counter waiting for him to arrive talking to them.

My eyes fall on the stairs and breath knocked out of my chest. He was walking down the stairs wearing black Armani suit matching it with black shirt. His upper three buttons of shirt were open revealing his tattoos of chest. His dark hairs gelled perfectly and he was buttoning the cuffs of his left hand. This is my second time looking at him wearing suit and honestly he looks nothing less than a super model. The last time I saw him in suit my mind was floating in the effect of drug so I didn't put much attention on his appearance then like today. I got up from the kitchen slab walking out unable to took my eyes of him when he reached down. 

'Like what you see?' he questioned looking at my amazed face, his eyes twinkling.

'Ugh..Nothing' saying this I quickly wiped the amazed look on my face.

'Ready' 

I nodded my head and he walked me out with him with his hand wrapped around my waist. He even opened the door of car for me like gentlemen and sat after me. We buckled up and he took off. 

The car came to a stop; I got down and saw a tall building in my front.

A casino.

Nicolas took my hand in his and led me inside. Never in my life I visited a casino before. It's a short walk to hallway where men and women were kissing. Their eyes fall on Nicolas when we entered in and all of them stopped straightening themselves immediately as Nicolas pass them. When we reached in I saw many games some I recognize some didn't. Rich men and women with them were gambling their money. Female waiters were serving them drinks and most of them had short tight dresses on.

We walked in the hall where tables were laid and the people were chatting.

The first person my eyes fall on before others was Edward who was screaming in the open air joyfully like crazy. My hand tightened in Nicolas absentmindedly when he looked at us. I stiffened when his eyes fall on me and he gave me a sinister smirk. I held my head high not backing down a little bit from him. It's clearly visible that Nicolas had said him nothing. I rolled my eyes and after him I saw all other familiar faces. Leo, Michael, Peter and Sophia. They all were sitting at the table. I looked at Sophia in an awkward way while she smiled at me. My eyes fall on her neck where I gave her cut, I don't know how to react after how things happen when I escaped.