Rosalia's pov
I groan, sitting up from the heavenly comfortable bed I was lying on.
I look around , I'm still in that red dress. There's a drip in my arm. My memory's blurry I can't remember much.
I sit up, running my hand through my hair and over my face. My skin's a bit hot, and there's a pill bottle on the table.
That's when it all comes back ..
Dinner… Alessio's mother… yelling, then the basement, then blank.
I had a panic attack. I can still feel the aftershock.
I take the drip off, hissing from the slight pain as drops of blood fall. I cover the area with my hand, trying to stand, but I fail. I'm weak.
I sit back on the bed and grab the little bell on the bedside table , ringing it. Moments later, the rattle of a key fills the room before the door swings open.
Maria walks in, head down, a tray of food in her hand. I spot a guard outside the door.
"Hey, Maria," I greet, my voice small.
And for the first time, she actually looks up at me , and the sight makes my heart warm.
"Hey, Miss Raven. How you feeling?" she asks, setting the tray on the table.
"Better, I guess… What happened to me?" I ask, because one moment I was in a dark, cold basement, and the next, I'm in his room obviously because it smells alooot like him.
"Well, you passed out in the basement, and Mr. Alessio brought you here," she says, almost as surprised as me. He doesn't look like he'd give a shit even if I died.
I simply nod.
"Take the pills ,two tablets once you're done eating. Instructions from the doctor who tended to you and Mr. Alessio," she says, handing me the pills.
"Need anything else, ring the bell," she adds with a small smile.
"Thanks," I say, grabbing the tray that's filled with food and fruits.
"Uh, wait…" I call, and she turns around with a hum.
"W… where is he?" I ask.Not sure why I ask but I ask anyway.
"Oh, he left with Mr. Julio a few moments ago. He'll be back soon," she says before excusing herself and shutting the door behind her.
Mr. Julio… that's Raven's previous boss.
What if he tells Alessio something that contradicts me?What if he finds out am not Raven?
A million questions burn in my mind as I eat slowly. I'm smart , I'll know what to say.
I finish eating and stay in bed a while, giving the food time to settle before I take the pills.
I'm still lightheaded and sleepy. I grab them and read the writing on the bottle, just to make sure this asshole isn't trying to poison me or something.
"Dizziness, fatigue, loss of appetite," I whisper, reading the side effects.
"Manageable," I shrug before taking them and downing them with water.
I get out of bed and decide to go back to my room now, because I can't stay here, it's not like we're married or anything.
I walk to the door, groaning slightly, barefoot ,I don't even know where my heels are.
I turn the knob, but it doesn't move. It's locked.
"What the fuck?" I mutter, trying again and again.
Then the sound of a key rattling in the keyhole has me stepping back a bit.
The door swings open, and the guard I saw earlier comes into view.
"Uh, hi… can I go back to my room now?" I ask, trying to move past him, but he blocks me.
Okay, what the fuck.
"You're not going anywhere. Orders from the boss. You need something?" he asks, tone dismissive.
"Uh, well yes , I need to go back to my fucking room," I shoot back, annoyed at all these sudden rules. What am I, a prisoner now?
"Move," I deadpan, trying to go around him.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but I can't let you leave," he says, pushing me back , gentle, but harsh , before slamming the door shut in my face and locking it.
I literally scream in frustration.
"Raven, wherever you are, I'm going to kill you," I whisper, walking back into the room, wondering what the hell I'm supposed to do until Mr. Grumpy Pants comes back.
My eyes land on his closet, and I walk over to it. I pull open the doors , inside, a literal designer sea of style.
Suits and suits and suits, and a few casual wear.
I shrug, grabbing one of his shirts and sweatpants because the dress I'm wearing is hella uncomfortable.
I place them on the bed and strip, heading into the shower. Black marble floors, checked walls, grey details,a huge mirror ,and a few of his men's things. This place smells a lot like him , more than his room and it makes my stomach flip. His scent is intoxicating in ways I don't understand.
I look around, grabbing an extra towel, and decide to shower , just to freshen up and loosen my muscles.
The water's hot, flowing down my body. I run my hands through it, eyes closed, thinking about how I should've just stayed in that forest and become a jungle girl instead of walking into something like this.
I sigh, washing away the thoughts and holding onto the tiny hope that Raven will show up and I'll be out of here.Well after am certain the hawks had nothing to do with my family's death. Because is they did ..
I step back into the room and get into the attire I picked. I roll the bottoms so my feet peek out, and I have to roll the waist too since it's big. The shirt's huge as fuck too , and I look like a cartoon character.
I look at myself in the mirror , the scars I got from the forest are now faded. I look better, healthier even.
I almost laugh at the thought, considering I'm almost losing my damn mind.
I yawn, rubbing my eyes ,the effects of the pills starting to kick in. I decide to just sleep, and when I wake up, Alessio will be back, and I'll go back to my room.
I get under the covers, sighing.
"Why does everything smell like him… smells so damn good," I whisper, pulling the covers over my face.
The bed's comfortable, and I'm already drifting off to sleep… until —..
The door opens with a loud bang.
I gasp, sitting up and looking around — there he is, Alessio, in all his angry glory.He strides towards me .
"Wh–?" I don't even finish the sentence before he grabs me , gently, more gentle than last time , and drags me off the bed with him without a word.
"Alessio, what the..?" I start, as we speed-walk down the hall.
He stops, slamming me against the wall, but his hand comes up behind my head so I don't hit it. A few portraits fall , that happened last time too.
He steps forward, chest heaving, his breath fanning my face , his eyes a storm , and I swallow , my heart beating out of my chest, my hands trembling.
"Who are you?" he asks, cocking his head.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
Well, my death came faster than I thought.
"R–Raven…" I whisper, backing my face away from his.
He smirks, chuckling , no humor in it.
"Don't bullshit me. Raven has red hair. You… you have black hair. So I'm not gonna ask again , who the fuck are you?" he growls, dragging his gun from his holster.
"You know what? Better yet —,Julio's downstairs. Let's see what he has to say, hm?" he says, stepping back and dragging me down the steps like a rag doll.
The hallway lights flicker as my bare feet hit the cold marble.
The weight of his grip burns into my wrist, the silence between us louder than any scream.
He stops at the top of the stairs , his gun clicks.
One sharp sound that freezes the air between us.
I shut my eyes ..as he drags me down the steps , his gun pressed to my head .
"If I find our your an imposter or a spy ... sweetheart your not gonna like how much I'll enjoy torturing you ..,"he whispers with a dark chuckle .
My skin pricks and my body trembles from the threat .
Think Rosalia...Think.