Hello hello....was that something or what?! So Vincent manned up and came around, can he keep his promise and be there for Anna? Keep reading to find out....
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Days had passed since I moved back in with Vincent. He insisted on me moving all of my stuff into his room. He called it 'our room.' He even cleared space in his closet for all of my clothes. He had kept his promise to me so far. He was great, he made sure I took my prenatal vitamins, he made sure that I ate and drank, he wouldn't let me lift anything over five pounds, he went the whole protective nine yards.

The only problem is that ever since we got back I kept feeling like he was hiding something from me. Maybe I was just being paranoid or maybe something was going on but he kept taking private calls and disappearing for long periods of time and I was starting to worry.

"I'll be back Anna, you should spend some time with the girls today. Their dying to see you." Vincent kissed my forehead and left the room. Ever since I've been back we've spent all of our time cooped up in bed cuddling in each other's arms not wanting to leave our little bubble.

I crawled out of bed and took a quick shower washing and scrubbing every ounce of my skin. I got out and quickly dried off and got dressed into lounge clothes. I made my way down the hallway and into the kitchen where Rachel, Sarah, Bethany, and Vanessa were eating. When I walked in they all stared at me like they couldn't believe I was there. Once it clicked that they weren't just imagining me standing there they all jumped up and gave me a massive group hug.

"Oh my gosh! I can't believe you're back!" Rachel squealed and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"We've missed you!" Sarah cried while happy tears pooled her eyes.

"How's the baby?" Bethany asked from beside me.

"The baby is good. I find out next week what I'm having." I couldn't hide the smile as it spread across my face.

"So what do you want to do today?" Rachel asked me.

"Movie marathon? I'm exhausted, pregnancy really does take all of your energy right out of you." I yawned. Everyone agreed on lounging all day eating junk food and watching movies.

Hours passed and Vincent still wasn't back. I was so tired but yet I was having trouble sleeping because I was worried about him. Finally after what felt like forever I dozed off only to be woken up to a door slamming shut.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw Vincents silhouette standing there in front of the couch having a debate with himself. He huffed and then scooped me up bridal style and made his way to our room. We got in the room and he sat me down on the bed. He flipped on the light and I gasped when I realized that he was covered in blood and his knuckles were bruised. 

"Vincent what happened?" I asked my voice full of concern.

"Don't worry Anna, everything is okay." He tried reassuring me but I didn't buy it. I couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something from me and seeing him like this only confirmed it.

"Vincent what are you hiding?" I begged for him to tell me. He sighed loudly before he started to undress kicking his bloody clothes to the side.

"Let me shower and then I'll show you." He pecked me on the lips letting his lips linger for a for moments before he went to shower.

Show me? Show me what? Obviously it was something bad because he was covered in blood. Vincent came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his bottom half. Steam followed him and water beads slowly made their way down his body. My mouth began to water and I had to fight the urge to pounce on him. Damn hormones. Damn bed rest. He walked into our walk in closet and dropped the towel while he picked out some boxers and basketball shorts to wear meanwhile I stared at his perfectly sculpted ass.

He stepped into his boxers and pulled them up making me moan in frustration. Vincent turned around and looked at me in a teasing way.

"Annabelle Romano are you moaning at me?" He playfully teased me. I narrowed my eyes at him and huffed in frustration.

"Yes." I said, my voice full of lust yearning for his touch.

"My my, you need to behave. You are on bedrest." He shook his head in mockery disbelief. This guy will be the death of me! The nerve he had to tease me like that.

"Don't tease me smartass, I haven't had sex in months! You don't get to make fun of me." He put his hands up in surrender.

"I'm sorry babe you're right. Let's get going I need to show you what's been taking up a lot of my time before I change my mind." Vincent sighed loudly as he stuck his hand out for me to grab. I placed my hand in his and he started walking us through the house. He led us through the kitchen and down the back hallway.

"Vincent where are we going?" I asked confused. We were walking away from the garage where the cars are at.

"The basement." He replied and opened the door to the basement.

"Why?" I asked curiously as we started walking down the stairs. Vincent stopped and turned me to face him.

"Anna, I'm about to show you somewhere you've never been here. It's not something I ever wanted to show you, but I'm trying to do this whole relationship thing and in order to do that I have to be honest. It's not pretty down here, it's where we keep our prisoners-" He trailed off and what he was saying clicked.

"This is where you torture them." I whispered and he nodded slowly confirming my statement.

"There's someone down here. I haven't told you I know I should have but with everything going on I didn't know if I should or shouldn't." He worriedly explained.

"I can handle it. Lead the way." I encouraged him even though I was nervous as hell. He grabbed my hand and lead us down the rest of the stairs.

At the end of the stairs was a big vault wall where you had to type in a key to unlock the door. Vincent entered the key and the door clicked as it unlocked. He grabbed the handle on the door and pulled it open and we walked in. The temperature dropped dramatically, it was so cold I started shivering instantly. It smelt sterile like a hospital making me want to vomit. There was a long hallway which Vincent started to lead us down. There were cells along both sides of the hall most of which were empty. We got to the end of the hallway where there was a solitary cell. Vincent grabbed some keys from his pocket and unlocked the door and pulled it open. I gasped when my eyes landed on the one person I didn't expect to see sitting there.

"Well hello Annabelle. Miss me?" Lorenzo smiled wickedly at me as he winced in pain. He had several bruises on his face along with a busted lip and broken nose. I didn't expect to ever see him again, I didn't even know he was still alive.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were dead." I spat is disgust.

"Well your boyfriend brought me here. I heard you're pregnant that's a shame." Lorenzo shook his head in disbelief.

Vincent punched him right in the cheek sending his head backwards. Vincent was shaking in his steps with anger, I had never seen him like that before.

"Don't talk to her like that." Vincent spat, his voice full of hatred.

"Why? Because you and I both know that you don't want that baby. You're not man enough to be a father." Lorenzo taunted Vincent and this time it was me who hit him.

I punched him in the same place Vincent just hit him making him fall over on his side. I then started kicking him repeatedly in the chest releasing most of anger but careful enough to not hurt myself or the baby.

"Don't. You. Dare. Insult. Him. You. Disgusting. Piece. Of. Shit." With each word I spoke I sent kick after kick until he was having a hard time breathing. He looked up at me and smirked deviously at me.

"Is that all you got? Surely you can do better than that. We sure did a number on you when you were with me. Did you learn nothing?" He let out a sadistic laugh which made me want to lunge myself at him, Vincent must have known I was about to snap because he grabbed me holding me back.

"What's your motive with me Lorenzo? Why did you kidnap me?" I asked needing an answer.

"I wanted to get to know you better." He shrugged like it was no big deal. Like we were friends or something, like what he did to me was normal.

"Bullshit!" I lunged myself at him hitting him and kicking him wherever I could.

"Annabelle that's enough, you're going to strain yourself." Vincent pulled me off of Lorenzo and stood in between the two of us so I couldn't do anymore damage.

"Answer me dammit! Why did you kidnap me! Why me out of all people?!" I yelled as tears pooled my eyes and streamed down my face.

"You're my sister." Lorenzo gasped out in between breaths before he passed out.