Kidnapped by the Arab

“I need to know; I ask that you answer me truthfully. Are you really my father? I don’t trust my mother, that’s why I’m asking you,” Caroline said.

“Yes, I am your father. Years ago, I traveled to New York for business matters and met your mother at a bar. She was with her friends, and one of my associates knew one of them. We invited them to our table, and one thing led to another, and I spent that one night with your mother. The next day, I returned to Italy, unaware of your existence until your mother reached out to inform me. That’s why we had the DNA test done as soon as you arrived,” Vinizzio replied.

“My mother isn’t very trustworthy; she tends to lie for her convenience,” Caroline said.

“When I saw your picture in the photo your mother showed me, I noticed how identical you are to your sister Alessia. Still, I asked for the test to be sure; it was conducted by a doctor I trust,” Vinizzio assured her.

Caroline remembered the housekeeper’s words about being Vinizzio’s only daughter. She wondered what had happened to Alessia.

“I want to return to Dubai; you can’t keep me here,” Caroline asserted.

“I would never do that. I just want the chance to get to know you. I had no say in how your mother brought you here; she asked for my support, but I didn’t imagine it would be like this. My men have told me about what happened. What happened between you two? It’s evident you don’t get along,” Vinizzio inquired.

“I don’t know how much I can trust you, but I’ll tell you that I don’t want to be near my mother. Be careful; if you let your guard down, she’ll destroy you. Watch what you eat and drink when you’re around her. If I were in your place, I’d have someone monitoring her day and night,” Caroline warned.

“Well, she must have done something truly serious for you to say these things,” Vinizzio responded.

“You have no idea the kind of woman she is. Seeing this place, I imagine you’re wealthy. My mother will try everything to seduce you; it would be the only way for her to take over your fortune,” Caroline cautioned.

“I’ll be careful. Thank you for warning me. I ask for just a few days to spend time and get to know each other. After that, if you prefer, you can return to Dubai,” Vinizzio offered.

“Thank you,” Caroline said, heading to her room. Sonia watched from the shadows, determined not to let the girl ruin her plans. Despite trying to eavesdrop on their conversation, the thick doors prevented her from hearing anything.

Later that night, a figure stealthily moved through the hallways until reaching Vinizzio’s bedroom. Fortunately, the door wasn’t locked, and the intruder entered silently. However, as they approached the bed, Vinizzio switched on the light, holding a gun pointed at the intruder.

“Good God, woman! I almost shot you,” Vinizzio exclaimed.

After recovering from the scare, the woman removed her silk robe, revealing fine lace lingerie. Despite the years, she still looked well-preserved and beautiful. Vinizzio’s eyes wandered over her body, tempted to touch her voluptuous curves, but he remembered what his daughter had warned him about.

He approached Sonia, who smiled, thinking she had him under her spell. But instead, Vinizzio took her by the arm and held it firmly.

“How dare you enter my room? Leave immediately,” he said, escorting her out. The furious woman walked through the halls, convinced that Caroline’s visit had influenced Vinizzio’s reaction.

The next morning, she approached her daughter’s room and knocked on the door. When Caroline opened it, Sonia pushed her violently.

“How dare you turn Vinizzio against me?” Sonia exclaimed.

“I just warned him to be careful,” Caroline replied.

“This foolish brat!” Sonia shouted, delivering a strong blow to Caroline’s cheek. As she raised her hand to strike again, someone intervened, stopping her.

“What do you think you’re doing? How dare you strike my daughter like this?” Vinizzio’s voice boomed as he called his men to remove Sonia from the mansion. “Make sure she can’t come back in and keep her away from my daughter. If she tries, you can torture her.”

“No, Vinizzio, please, forgive me. Caroline, please forgive me too. I won’t do it again. I promise I’ll change,” Sonia pleaded, kneeling and holding onto Caroline’s leg while the men tried to take her away.

“Honey, have some mercy; I am your mother. I can’t go back to a life of misery and loneliness,” Sonia begged.

“I gave you a check for a significant amount. If you manage it well, you can buy a small house and start a business,” Caroline responded.

“You know it’s not enough to maintain the life I’m used to. I want to travel, and that won’t last me more than a few months,” Sonia argued.

“I’m sorry, mother, but I won’t give you any more. The amount in that check is the last I’ll ever give you,” Caroline said, her head bowed as tears streamed down her cheeks.

“You’re a damn miser! Why do you need so much money?”

“I need to know; I ask that you answer me truthfully. Are you really my father? I don’t trust my mother, that’s why I’m asking you,” Caroline said.

“Yes, I am your father. Years ago, I traveled to New York for business matters and met your mother at a bar. She was with her friends, and one of my associates knew one of them. We invited them to our table, and one thing led to another, and I spent that one night with your mother. The next day, I returned to Italy, unaware of your existence until your mother reached out to inform me. That’s why we had the DNA test done as soon as you arrived,” Vinizzio replied.

“My mother isn’t very trustworthy; she tends to lie for her convenience,” Caroline said.

“When I saw your picture in the photo your mother showed me, I noticed how identical you are to your sister Alessia. Still, I asked for the test to be sure; it was conducted by a doctor I trust,” Vinizzio assured her.

Caroline remembered the housekeeper’s words about being Vinizzio’s only daughter. She wondered what had happened to Alessia.

“I want to return to Dubai; you can’t keep me here,” Caroline asserted.

“I would never do that. I just want the chance to get to know you. I had no say in how your mother brought you here; she asked for my support, but I didn’t imagine it would be like this. My men have told me about what happened. What happened between you two? It’s evident you don’t get along,” Vinizzio inquired.

“I don’t know how much I can trust you, but I’ll tell you that I don’t want to be near my mother. Be careful; if you let your guard down, she’ll destroy you. Watch what you eat and drink when you’re around her. If I were in your place, I’d have someone monitoring her day and night,” Caroline warned.

“Well, she must have done something truly serious for you to say these things,” Vinizzio responded.

“You have no idea the kind of woman she is. Seeing this place, I imagine you’re wealthy. My mother will try everything to seduce you; it would be the only way for her to take over your fortune,” Caroline cautioned.

“I’ll be careful. Thank you for warning me. I ask for just a few days to spend time and get to know each other. After that, if you prefer, you can return to Dubai,” Vinizzio offered.

“Thank you,” Caroline said, heading to her room. Sonia watched from the shadows, determined not to let the girl ruin her plans. Despite trying to eavesdrop on their conversation, the thick doors prevented her from hearing anything.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Later that night, a figure stealthily moved through the hallways until reaching Vinizzio’s bedroom. Fortunately, the door wasn’t locked, and the intruder entered silently. However, as they approached the bed, Vinizzio switched on the light, holding a gun pointed at the intruder.

“Good God, woman! I almost shot you,” Vinizzio exclaimed.

After recovering from the scare, the woman removed her silk robe, revealing fine lace lingerie. Despite the years, she still looked well-preserved and beautiful. Vinizzio’s eyes wandered over her body, tempted to touch her voluptuous curves, but he remembered what his daughter had warned him about.

He approached Sonia, who smiled, thinking she had him under her spell. But instead, Vinizzio took her by the arm and held it firmly.

“How dare you enter my room? Leave immediately,” he said, escorting her out. The furious woman walked through the halls, convinced that Caroline’s visit had influenced Vinizzio’s reaction.

The next morning, she approached her daughter’s room and knocked on the door. When Caroline opened it, Sonia pushed her violently.

“How dare you turn Vinizzio against me?” Sonia exclaimed.

“I just warned him to be careful,” Caroline replied.

“This foolish brat!” Sonia shouted, delivering a strong blow to Caroline’s cheek. As she raised her hand to strike again, someone intervened, stopping her.

“What do you think you’re doing? How dare you strike my daughter like this?” Vinizzio’s voice boomed as he called his men to remove Sonia from the mansion. “Make sure she can’t come back in and keep her away from my daughter. If she tries, you can torture her.”

“No, Vinizzio, please, forgive me. Caroline, please forgive me too. I won’t do it again. I promise I’ll change,” Sonia pleaded, kneeling and holding onto Caroline’s leg while the men tried to take her away.

“Honey, have some mercy; I am your mother. I can’t go back to a life of misery and loneliness,” Sonia begged.

“I gave you a check for a significant amount. If you manage it well, you can buy a small house and start a business,” Caroline responded.

“You know it’s not enough to maintain the life I’m used to. I want to travel, and that won’t last me more than a few months,” Sonia argued.

“I’m sorry, mother, but I won’t give you any more. The amount in that check is the last I’ll ever give you,” Caroline said, her head bowed as tears streamed down her cheeks.

“You’re a damn miser! Why do you need so much money?”

Ahmed sighed, feeling tired and stressed. Everyone had problems, and he wished he could seek help from the Sheikh.

“Feeling tired?” Aisha asked.

“A little,” he replied, removing his shirt.

In their room, they could be themselves, dressed casually, even bathing together, something not common in their culture. Ahmed had become accustomed to the American way of life, which is why they got along so well.

“Have you been feeling okay?” he asked, observing her closely.

“Just a bit tired. We’ve had a lot of work, but Amira and Raccha are a great help,” Aisha said.

“Only tired, no dizziness or nausea?”

“Just a bit tired. Why do you ask?” Aisha wondered.

“I’m just concerned,” Ahmed said.

“I’m fine, thank you.”

Ahmed anxiously waited to see signs of pregnancy in her. He yearned for the day when their happiness would be complete with a child who would be a part of both of them. He also felt the pressure from his mother, who wanted him to have an heir, threatening that if Arkham’s child was born first, they would be the heir.

Back in Dubai, Ahmed received a call from Zafir.

“Hello.”

“Sir, Miss Caroline is in the mansion of Mr. Vinizzio De Vincenzo, who is an important Italian mafia boss.”

“Do you know why her mother took her there?” Ahmed asked, fearing the worst.

“We managed to get information from one of the bodyguards in exchange for a large sum of money.”

“Pay whatever is necessary.”

“He told us that Miss Caroline is actually Mr. De Vincenzo’s daughter. They did a DNA test, and it’s confirmed.”

“Are you sure?”

“We hacked into the clinic’s system; we saw the result. The test is positive.”

“Damn,” Ahmed thought about how difficult it would be to tell Aisha. He decided to wait until Caroline was back to talk to her.

“There’s something else we’ve investigated, sir. Mr. De Vincenzo had a daughter named Alessia. The bodyguard managed to get a photograph, and she looks identical to Miss Caroline. Alessia died years ago, she was murdered by a rival mafia group. In retaliation, Mr. De Vincenzo killed two of the rival’s sons, and they have been at war ever since. The rival now has only one surviving son, and you won’t believe who it is,” Zafir explained.

“Tell me, who is it?” Ahmed was stunned, realizing how small the world could be.

“It’s Mr. Carlo Román Conti,” Zafir revealed.

Ahmed was taken aback. “Mr. De Vincenzo must protect Miss Caroline because if Mr. Román finds out that she is his daughter, he will try to eliminate her. As for Mrs. Sonia, she was expelled from the mansion this morning.”

“Thank you for informing me. Let me know immediately if anything else happens,” Ahmed replied.

“Yes, sir.”

That night, he returned to his room feeling tired and stressed. Everyone had their problems, and he wished he could seek help from the Sheikh.

“Tired?” Aisha asked.

“A little,” he said, removing his shirt.

Inside the room, they could be themselves, dressed casually, and sometimes they even bathed together, which was not typical in their culture. Ahmed had become accustomed to the American way of life, and that’s why they got along so well.

“Have you been feeling okay?” he asked, observing her closely.

“Just a bit tired. We’ve had a lot of work, and Amira and Raccha are a great help,” Aisha said.

“Only tired, no dizziness or nausea?” Ahmed inquired.

“Just a bit tired. Why do you ask?” Aisha wondered.

“I’m just concerned,” Ahmed said.

“I’m fine, thank you.”

Ahmed impatiently hoped to notice signs of pregnancy in her. The day their happiness would be complete with a child who would be a part of both of them was something he yearned for. He imagined holding a little one in his arms, their beautiful child. He sighed at the thought.

Additionally, his mother was pressuring him to have an heir, threatening that if Arkham’s child was born first, they would be the heir.