She is the one by Asheslove (mobi reader android TXT) 📖

Nicolas behavior turned more soft towards me after my kidnapping which started getting under my skin now, of which I could do nothing. 

He won't say anything to me whatever I do, sometimes I snap at him or even shout but he do nothing in return.

He started to stay more than often after my kidnapping which annoys me to saw his face whole day but most of the time he locked himself in his office not letting me get any idea what he do inside there so I don't have to mind his presense, and not only him his criminal friends also started to show often in the house. Whenever he went out mostly he came back fuming, drenched in water and I didn't have any idea why he always came like that even when it's not raining out neither do I ask, at this time I made a little distance from him not wanting his wrath to break on me.

I also noticed maids cleaning the guestrooms which were locked in all these times. I asked a maid and she told me sir asked them means his criminal friends probably be invited and soon will be going to guest.

But whatever I don't care, actually I do. I don't mind them till they do their business not poking their nose in mine because after Edward incident I don't believe any of them instead of Leonardo. If they want to stay its fine but as far as away from me it's better otherwise I don't mind hurting any of them like Edward and since I am not the same like before it could be worst. 

The tight security all around felt like someone is choking me, it become that hard for me to breath freely and peacefully in this confined place. The eyes of his human robots like security cameras at every corner scanning the house instead of the room I stay in with Nicolas seems that if they could they will not even let even air to ventilate near me so that I could breath. 

I wanted to spet some time out from all these but whenever I asked Nicolas to allow me out he turned me down everytime, I request then snap but he remained unaffected by all my pleas so finally I stopped asking giving up on that.

The whole day I do nothing instead of just laying on the couch of living room thinking voidly or watching cartoons on TV to kill time and after that fall asleep on the couch. Mostly it would be Nicolas who took me back to room in my sleep and that too I came to know when wake up on bed in morning instead of couch. My apatite reduced more than before and I started feeling like a sick patient who is distressed. 

Nicolas become too busy after recent events in whatever work he do so he know he won't able to take me out somewhere but then when he observed me turning irritated and grumpy day by day doing nothing he finally allowed me out.

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Lorenzo the head guard who was assigned for my security was send with me to take me wherever I wish.

I walked aimlessly on the roads of Rome enjoying this short term freedom in my hands forgetting all my worries and distrees feeling so good to be out by myself after this long. I wandered on the long streets cheerfully looking at the decorated markets, there were many antics, hand made pottery, ceramics beautiful porcelain of attraction. Instead of them shops of crafts, original art, oil paintings and many more of my interest caught my eyes and I realized how long it's been since I am away from my work.

Maids mostly cook Italian dishes at home so I was craving to eat fast food outside. I ate street food, drink fresh juice had ice cream and tried Italian pastries. I don't even remember last time I crave this much to eat something out. 

The cakes and pastries of our shop, let's say there's no saying of them, they tasted best, even if I'll revolve around this whole world nothing can satisfy my crave as much as they can. 

There's different type of happiness and many comforts of having your our own shop, you don't have to pay and went to other shops whenever you crave for cakes, pastries or donots, you don't have to buy cakes, book it on birthday parties, anniversaries and the most important is that you can eat them whenever you want.

When our bakery was newly opened that time I was obsessed with pastries, sometimes mom left me to took care in her or dad absence and I sat their eating almost half of the bakery instead of serving the customers, I invited Julie with me and we bet who can eat more pastries and donuts. It was always me who won in that competition, after that when my parents arrive back and asked me I told them many customers came but none of them paid, well they already knows who the only customer could that be, they laughed at my lame excuse saying our bakery is going to drawn because of their big hearted daughter who sell customers free of cost without getting paid. Well they never restricted me from anything till once I fall ill and the doctor said I was just near to caught diabetes. Oh man I hate that doctor till now very much because after that my parents become strict, mom don't leave me at bakery and always took care not to let me eat enough sweets and... then I too grow up. My brother is just walking on my steps but mom is enough careful not to spoil him like me, kids are easy to handle regarding food then adults but it's different that whenever we got chance I and Alex end up stealing from our own shop like thieves.

Our bakery was very popular in our town because of high demand of Italian pastries their, mom is best chief. Italian sfogliatelle made by her is best in the world, her hands have magic but these too taste like heaven when eaten after a long time. 

We went to market, Lorenzo followed me everywhere like my shadow. No actually shadow is wrong word, at least they leave you in dark but Lorenzo followed me like a tail. People move away from our way because of his huge frameso that I don't squeeze in crowd. I got sick of his presense, people look at me like I came from a different planet with a bodyguard walking behind me even though he do nothing other than his job.