Chained by a possessive mafia's love

“ Anna’s Pov ’’

In the middle of an ocean, an unknown island of a huge castle.

I'm lying in a huge master bedroom. In front of me, there's a big glass window. Curtain fully open. It's a very bright day, and the sunlight is coming through the glass window.

My head feels heavy, so I sit up with a little difficulty. Looking around, I think something's not right. Everything is dead silent, and nobody is around. I try to think about what I'm doing here, and the most crucial point is who took me here.

I look around and carefully scan my surroundings. I'm in a bedroom, and everything is decorated in dark chocolate color, giving me a dark and dangerous vibe. I don't know where exactly I'm right at this moment.

I don't know how long I have been here because, just now, I woke up and the last thing I remember is that I was inside my bedroom. After that, I felt some weird scent hit my nose, and darkness grasped me. After that, I don't remember anything else.

Shit! How could a person remember anything when she or he blacks out suddenly? Just like me, I wasn't prepared when this happened. It took me off guard, but now I woke up and found myself lying in a huge master bedroom.

I was silent for 10 min; when I finally understood what was happening here, I freaked out in shock. Someone had kidnapped me. I gulp hard in fear; yeah, I'm scared, so terrified. I hurriedly got off the bed and went to the window to look outside.

didn't ever expect to see what I see, and more fear arose in my heart. From

heart that is jumping like a crazy dog. I feel like I'm standing on a deep trench, if I jump from here, I might instantly turn into an ugly ghost, and obviously, I don't want

I say to myself to

towards it. When I reach there, I stand there for a few minutes, finally gathering a little bit of courage left in my heart, I grab the door handle and try to open the door. I thought the door wouldn't open, but it also proved wrong, just like my other wrong thoughts. The closed-door opens immediately just as I press

standing in a line. I freeze in that spot seeing those scary-looking men. I am in an awkward situation. All of them are looking at me and suddenly lower their heads and respectfully bow

do you need anything?" One of the scary

in fear, I start feeling doubt about myself being alive, and a question comes to mind. Am I dead or alive? I was just in

women coming towards us, holding something in their heads. Seeing these women, I feel some relief. They come to

hungry; please freshen up and

point towards my face and ask them,

one of them

the hell you are and why I'm here, but you all are behaving like you all have known

I? I don't know why they are behaving like I'm the

not subside. I try to be calm and ask again, "Can anyone please tell me who are you all, and where am I? Also, how