hehe okay this is a short chap...
Chapter 8: His name
“Antonio Emeraldo and you?”
“Anastasia Vaughn.”
“That’s a beautiful name.”
“Thank you and thank you for all the hospitality towards a stranger.”
“It’s nothing, and plus I had an instinct about you.” he said thoughtfully.
“And what might that be?” she took a spoonful of the chowder.
“Well first of all you were falling apart, literally. You didn’t look like a bad person and you were beautiful, so why shouldn’t I bring you to my house?”
“Well see from where I came from, you just don’t pick people off the streets even if they do look innocent, you usually get them to a hospital.”
“Well then I guess Italians are nicer than Americans. No?” Anastasia smiled.
“At least this Italian.” she said then returned to eating her food. Soon the swallowing became painful and she stopped.
“I’m sorry, this is really becoming painful.” she said.
“Oh it’s okay, the doctor said that it might happen.” he opened the door again. “Martha.”
“Are you ever going to tell me how you ended up in the state that you are in now?”
“I don’t want to because I’m really not even sure myself.”
“Did someone just… you know… kidnap you?”
“Yes.”
“And they made knife wounds.”
“Yes.”
“What for?”
“I don’t know.” Just then Martha came in and took away the plate of food.
“So why do you have a maid?”
“I have more than just one maid.”
“How come?” Some one knocked the door and a few seconds later a head popped in.
“scusilo signore, ma il suo majesty vorrebbe vederlo”
i'm gonna leave the last line of italian untranslated. use a translator if you want to know about mystery boy hehe
--Mandy