Captured by him

The relentless rain dropped against the windshield as Sophia Carter maneuvered her car through the busy street of the city, her eyes fixed on the building ahead, she intended to enter.

Her heart raced with fear and anticipation as she moved closer to the building , the headquarters of Nico Carbone, the enigmatic and ruthless Mafia boss.

Sophia, an investigative journalist , had spent months digging into Carbone's operation.

Tonight, she gathered enough evidence to expose the intricate web of corruption that had plagued the city. Inside her car, Sohia adjusted her disguise , a black leather jacket and dark sunglasses, trying to blend in with the shadows of the night.

She glanced at the envelope sitting at the passenger's seat , containing the evidence that could expose Nico Carbone's criminal empire.

As she approached the towering building , she stepped out of her car, just then a sleek black limo swerved beside her, splashing dirty water on her.

Livid, Sophia gasped, only to see Nico Carbone himself emerging from the sedan with effortless grace , Nico exuded an aura of power and authority that sent shivers down Sophia's spine.

"You're trespassing sweetheart", Nico said, his voice smooth , but there was a hint of steel beneath his calm exterior.

Ignoring the terror in her voice , Sophia swallowed hard, trying to compose herself, "I'm here to deliver a message", She said , her voice barely above a whisper.

Nico's eyes bored into hers with an intensity that made her feel as though he could see straight through her disguise.

Just like a flash, the limo doors burst open , and two burly men in dark suits emerged. Their eyes hidden behind sunglasses despite the rain and darkness of the night.

Sophia took a step backward, when she noticed the strange men, but it was too late for her to react, the men grabbed her roughly by her arms.

"Bring her in", Nico ordered, as he walked into his empire, walking ahead of them, with the men dragging Sophia behind him.

"Let me go!" , Sophia shouted, struggling against their hold. Her voice echoed, but there was no one around her to hear.

"Keep quiet if you know, what's good for you" One of the men on face mask growled , his breath hot against her ear.

Sophia's heart pounded, as she was dragged through the building's imposing entrance, the heavy door slamming shut behind them.

They reached a set of double doors, intricately carved and imposing. One of the men knocked twice. A moment later the door swung open revealing a lavish office.

Nico Carbone leaned on his massive desk, his hands tucked in his pockets,his presence commanding , exuding an aura of danger and authority.

"You've been a busy little bee Miss Carter '' , Lucas said , his dark eyes sharp and piercing locked into Sophia observing her with a predatory intensity.

Sophia straightened, summoning courage, "I have evidence that can bring you down Carbone", She spat, holding on to the envelope.

Nico's lips curled into a smirk, "Evidence means nothing if you are dead, Miss Carter", he said, taking a seat on his chair, his tone dripping with malice.

Sophia felt a knot tied her stomach, but she tried to compose herself, not wanting to show her fears.

Stroking his fingers on his desk, he looked at Sophia "But I have a proposition for you...Help me find a traitor in my rank and I might just let you live".

Sophia's mind raced, she glanced around the room, noting the armed guards standing by the doors, their expression unreadable but alert. She knew it wasn't possible for her to escape, she turned her gaze to Nick. "And if I refuse?" She challenged, trying to hide the tremor in her voice.

Nico had a sly smile on his lips, his eyes glittering with amusement ,"then you'll find out just how unpleasant my hospitality can be", he said, his voice soft but menacing. "So, what will it be ,Miss Carter?"

At this point she knew she had no chance,the threat in Nico's eyes was unmistakable, reluctantly she nodded, "I'll help you", her voice steady despite her fear coursing through her veins.

Nico leaned forward, "Good, my men will provide you with everything you need. But remember if you fail, there will be consequences".

He snapped his fingers and the two men, who had captured Sophia, stepped forward once more.

"Take her to the guest quarters", Nico ordered, "Make sure she's comfortable".

As Sophia was led away, she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. She was in the heart of her enemies , and one wrong move could cost her everything.

The men escorted her to a luxurious , well appointed room, the elegance doing little to mask the sense of imprisonment.

Sophia scanned the space, noting the laptop and files waiting for her on a polished mahogany desk.

The guards left without a word , the door closing with a final heavy thud, leaving Sophia alone in the room.

Sitting at the desk Sophia opened the first file. Her journalist instinct kicked in. Despite the gravity of her situation she felt determined to get to work, since she had agreed to help Nico.

Looking around the room, her gaze met the window, suddenly a thought crossed her mind, could she escape?. She walked over to the window , her heart racing, it was still raining outside.

She carefully opened the window, glancing back to the door to make sure no one was watching, the cold night air hitting her face. She swung one leg over the windowsill, then the other, inching her way out.

Just as she was about to jump, "go on" , She heard the familiar voice of Nico, his eyes dark with mixture of anger and amusement, leaning his back on the room door.

Sophia froze, caught halfway out the window.

"You can't escape here," Nick said, his voice calm but firm. He stepped closer ,his presence overwhelming, "Do you think you can just walk away"?

Sophia's heart sank , as she climbed back inside , closing the window behind her.

Nico watched her intently , his gaze never wavering , "You're in my world Sophia", he said softly but with an edge of steel. "There's no way out, not until we find the traitor".

Sophia felt foolish for thinking she could outsmart him so easily, "Fine", she muttered, "But don't think I'm going to make it easy for you".