Tangled Obsession

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"Oh my god... Where is the necklace..."

She said in panic and started looking for it.

Florina checked her bed, her bathroom and her whole apartment but she didn't find it. She was on the verge of crying now. She has risked her life for that, she can't loose it now.

"Where is it?..."

She ran her fingers through her hair.

Suddenly she remembered last night, sebestian and Vincenzo.

She checked her phone and went through her selfies of last night and she saw that necklace. It was there last night.

"Oh my god did I drop it there..."

Her mouth hung open.

Florina grabbed her purse and ran out of her room booking a cab to the club. She reached to the club and demanded to meet the manager.

"Please sir... That necklace is very important to me. My life depends on that."

She pleaded the manager.

"I have already told you miss... We didn't found anything like that. But if you want we can check the cctv footage..."

He suggested.

"Yes please..."

She said with a little hope.

They checked the footage of last night. When she was standing outside the washroom the necklace was around her neck. The manager didn't agree to show her the footage of the room where she met sebestian and she understood why. Showing mafia's personal meetings footage to outsider would probably cost him his life.

her neck wasn't visible in it. She requested him to show the footage of the parking lot and she was quite surprised when she couldn't see Vincenzo anywhere. All the footage was already erased where she bumped into him. Finally the

when she saw her

had dropped it somewhere here but we can't do

The manager apologized.

you

hard to not cry in

duty... Have a

and walked outside

and he picked it up... Or else it's Vincenzo, the way I bumped into him was quite nasty, I could have dropped it there and he picked it up... God! What am I supposed

the same driver from last night. She asked him if he know where Vincenzo lives and to

and she

you know

She asked curiously.

car for last 25

and she

her a few minutes away from the villa and told her to walk from

the big metal gates which had VR carved on it with big golden initials. The area in which his mansion was built could fit half of her town, it was

a tree when she saw

they let me

whether she should sneak in or ask the guards to let her in when someone tapped on her shoulder. She gasped and turned

"Guarda cosa abbiamo qui..."

what we

looking at

but that man banged her head against

**

her heavy eyelids. Her head was throbbing in pain. She took in her surroundings and her stomach churned at the site. She was tied to a chair in the middle of the room. The concrete walls had many weapons hanging on it which was terrifying her. She was in one of those basement rooms which she had seen in the movies many times.

with the nap, bella..."

mocking voice of the same man who

you... For whom you are

in his thick Italian accent.

She whispered in pain.

am not... I