After a long 30 minute drive, Reed guided me out of the limousine and I looked up to see a huge building in front of me.

It didn't look like a house, but more of a large bunker. We were in the middle of nowhere and I was silently praying that this wasn't where they were going to keep me.

I couldn't spend the rest of my life in a cell. I refuse.

"Come on, everyone's waiting for me." Reed said, grabbing me by the elbow and dragging me down the gravel path.

"Who's everyone? Where are we?"

"Would you stop whining? I'll explain everything you need to know later, but for now you just need to follow me."

"You're so friggin' bossy, just let me go home!" I yelled as he continued to drag me.

"Not gonna happen Princess, you witnessed a murder and witnesses do not get to live freely. You belong to me now and you should just be glad to be alive. Besides, I'm bossy because I am the boss so don't piss me off."

"I-"

Before I could argue, we entered the bunker and I found myself stood in front of a couple of hundred people. My mouth gaped open as shock took over. Reed sat me down in a chair at the side of the room as he stepped up onto a small stage.

Who is this guy? And who are all of these people?

"Vipers, listen up! We are expecting a large shipment tomorrow and I want everyone's guard up. The people delivering are known for their tricks and we won't accept it."

He went on for a good 15 minutes talking about things that I had no idea about and I began to zone out. I needed answers soon though, I couldn't stand the idea of being stuck here with no idea of what's going on. I refuse to become his useless hostage.

"Okay, everyone clear out. Capo Regime's hold back." he bellowed across the hall.

The crowd quickly dissipated and there were only a few people left standing. They all looked equally frightening, wearing leather jackets with knives strapped to their ankles and pistols in their back pockets. None of them could match Reed though, they looked sweet and friendly compared to him. 

"Julia, come here." he commanded.

I slowly walked over to him, scowling at him to make my annoyance clear. I looked down from the stage and faced the small group of people.

"Remember these faces because you're going to be seeing them frequently." he whispered over to me.

I rolled my eyes at him, I can't believe that I could be stuck under his command for the rest of my life. I was quite content with my life before he came along.

"You've already met Blade and Cyrus. They're my second and third in command. Then there's Jason, Marcus and Ethan." he pointed towards three men stood together as they lifted their heads to greet me.

"Then there's Mateo, he's also my brother-in-law." he said, looking towards a tall, slim man with a nose ring. It was hard to think of a man like Reed having any family at all. He seemed too emotionless to care about people.

"And finally Tris." he pointed towards the last person standing, who was also the only female of the group. She looked the most daunting of them all. She had half of her head shaved with the rest of her jet black hair flopping over to one side. She wore a nose ring as well as multiple earrings and I guessed from her hands that she had tattoo sleeves hidden under her jacket.

"The people in this room are my most trusted and best fighters. You can rely on them and you'll most likely get to know them over time."

Over time. I'm going to be stuck here forever and there's nothing I can do about it.

"Who is she?" Tris said, narrowing her eyes at me.

Reed opened his mouth to reply but I cut him off.

"I'm Julia." I said, crossing my arms to seem more confident.

"Is she a late recruit? How much training does she need?" Ethan began.

"Can everyone stop talking about me as if I'm not stood right in front of you? I'm not a recruit and I don't need training, Reed kidnapped me after Blade killed my boyfriend, okay?" I rolled my eyes, leaving them all staring at me as if I was a member of another species.

"Reed, what the fuck?" Marcus yelled.

They all seemed rather confused and I wasn't entirely sure why. Is this not a usual occurrence around here? Why does Reed seem to be the only person who knows what's going on?

"Is he serious right now?" Jason asked, turning his head to talk to Cyrus. "Why isn't she dead?"

Cyrus and Blade both shrugged in sync. I was beginning to think that Reed saving me wasn't his normal behaviour, due to how shocked they all are at my appearance.

"Okay, that's enough." Reed shouted angrily. "Yes, I stopped Blade from killing her but I do not answer to any of you. I am your leader and I make decisions alone. If you're not happy about it then feel free to leave."

They all shut up and fidgeted awkwardly as they got told off, like school children being shouted at by a teacher.

"Boss, I'm guessing you want me to take her to her cell." Tris sighed, looking at her nails as if she was bored.

A cell? Oh hell no.

"That won't be necessary. She's not staying in a cell." Reed announced.

Suddenly all of their heads shot up and they widened their eyes towards Reed. I'm getting pretty sick of all these mixed messages, what the hell is going on?

"Well then where the hell is she going?" Ethan shouted, almost as if he was offended.

"He's right, there's no more room in the recruits apartment block because of Ivy." Blade explained.

"She'll be living with me." Reed announced.

"What?" everybody in the room shouted in sync, including myself.

My head shot to the side and I stared at him with narrowed eyes. I can't believe this ass hole is going to force me to live with him. This is not going to end well.

"What about Eve-" Marcus began as Cyrus cupped his mouth to stop him from talking.

What was he talking about? Whatever it is, it seems to have made Reed even angrier than before.

"This meeting is over. Julia is one of us now so treat her like it." he bellowed before dragging me out of the room with a painfully tight hold on my wrist.

"What do you mean I'm living with you? I don't want to live with you, I want to go back to my apartment!" I yelled.

He quickly spun around to face me and grabbed the shotgun out of his pocket.

He fired one shot at the ground, barely missing my feet, causing me to scream out in shock.

My body was shaking and my heart rate was through the roof.

"You are to do as I say. You don't have a choice or I'll kill you and you're not going home so get used to it." he shouted through gritted teeth.

He threw himself back around and marched to his car, leaving me stunned in the driveway of the bunker.

~

After a silent car journey, we pulled up to another building. It was huge, with large gates and security guards stood outside.

"Okay, we're here." he sighed.

"Th-this is your house?" I gawped as I left the car.

"Yes." he replied bluntly.

I hurried up the long driveway of his mansion and took in the fact that this was where I would be living. I still didn't fully understand why, but I'd just have to get used to it.

At least I knew that it'd be better than my minuscule apartment. Back home I only had 4 rooms in total and I was perfectly content but this is the furthest thing from what I'm used to.

"Before I show you to your room, we need to talk in my office." he commanded.

As I walked through the front door my mouth gaped open. I was immediately faced with a huge double staircase in the centre of the hall, as well as multiple different doors, which I was excited to explore.

I followed him reluctantly through the house to a large study upstairs. It had towering bookcases on each wall, a huge bay window and a desk. It seemed like something out of a movie.

"Sit." he said, pointing towards the chair across from his desk.

He sat across from me with his arms crossed, leaning back in his leather seat. His eyes travelled up and down my body as if he was assessing me. It was very uncomfortable.

"So are you going to say anything?" I asked quietly, breaking the silence.

"I'm the leader of the largest and most feared mafia group in the world, the Red Vipers."

My mouth dropped open. I knew it was going to be something big but not that big. I'm in a lot more danger than I originally thought.

"So you're telling me that this morning I woke up and went to work as usual and now I'm sat here at 2AM, moving in with the most feared gang leader in the world?"

"That's correct."

"Oh my god." I stood up, with my hands in my hair.

"Julia, calm down. It's not as bad as it sounds."

"Not as bad as it sounds? Are you crazy? Oh wait, you are!" I shouted.

"Remember your place. I could kill you without a second thought."  he yelled, standing up and slamming his fist on the desk.

My point proven.

I instantly remembered the fact that he'd almost shot me just 10 minutes earlier and quickly shut up.

I was scared by his sudden burst of anger and sat back down, fidgeting with my fingers.

"Why was everyone so shocked about you taking me?" I mumbled quietly.

"I've never kidnapped anyone innocent before." he shrugged, regaining his previous calmness. "Never mind letting someone live with me."

"Oh. Then why me? Why don't you just kill me? Then I won't be a burden."

"Do you want me to kill you?"

"No."

"Then don't tempt me."

"Well, what am I going to be doing? Can I still work?"

"No, you'll be staying in the house to ensure that you don't try and escape."

"Are you kidding? Can I at least bring my belongings with me?"

"It's already been arranged. All of your belongings are in your room."

"You broke into my apartment?"

He nodded. I couldn't quite figure him out yet, but I'm going to crack this mean, ruthless persona if it's the last thing I do.

"Well then can I leave now?"

"Not quite. You need to know the rules."

"Rules?"

"Yes. Firstly, you belong to me now so, if you want to leave the house then you must ask for permission and I will organise a chauffeur. You're free to use all of the facilities here and help yourself to food. Secondly, you can't attempt to escape. I will always find you, so it's useless even if you try. And finally, you must follow my orders at all times. If I tell you to do something then you do it, no questions asked." he explained calmly.

"And if I don't follow your stupid rules?"

"Then you will be punished appropriately and it will most likely be painful. Just stay on my good side and we won't have a problem."

I scoffed, I can't believe I'm now being seen as property to the most dangerous gang leader in the world. I was beginning to wish that Blade had shot me when he had the chance.

"Oh and make sure your family don't come looking for you. Tell them some sort of cover story or somethi-"

"That won't be a problem." I cut him off. "I'm leaving now." I said, standing up and walking towards the door.

His assumptions amused me but he looked shocked by my abruptness and lack of care for my 'family'.

"Hold on, I have a question for you." he said bluntly, standing up quickly.

I sighed and turned around to face him once more. He began walking towards me and I backed up against the door, trying to keep my distance from him, but failing. He blocked my exit by leaning over me and holding his hand against the door.

He brought his face closer to mine, causing me to feel extremely intimidated once again.

"Why don't you care about your boyfriend?" he asked curiously.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Well, I'd expect that most girls would be distressed if the supposed love of their life was killed right in front of them. You, however, haven't even wondered why he was killed."

"My old relationship is none of your business." I snapped, trying to get out of the door.

He grabbed my arm harshly, causing me to wince in pain. His fingers pressed against a bruise on my arm and I shut my eyes tightly.

"Ow, get off me!" I shouted, pulling my arm from his grip.

He looked at me with curiosity in his eyes and realised that I was hurt as I clung onto my arm.

"He abused you, didn't he?"

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Okay guys, I know I keep saying that they put shotguns in their pockets and I'm sorry!! I'm not a gun expert okay? I'm a teenager lmaoo ...plus guys have extremely large pockets so you never know🤷🏼‍♀️