My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 10 Stalked by Marita A. Hansen Page B

staircase, going to Alessandro’s
side.
    Another door opened a few down from me. A blonde woman with a
bandage across her nose stepped out. Pure unadulterated hatred
raced through my body as I recognized Bianca D’Angelo, the woman
who was responsible for both my father’s and oldest brother’s
deaths. I rushed at her, wanting to kill the murdering troia . The woman let out
a startled cry as I bashed into her, taking her down. I started
punching her, letting loose all of my pent up rage, not only over
the deaths of my father and brother, but also my sister’s. Too many
people I loved had been taken from me, and right now Bianca was
going to be the one who would pay for it.
    Someone
grabbed my hair from behind and wrench my head back, making me
scream out in pain. A second later, an arm locked around my neck
and yanked me off Bianca. Before I could do a thing, the person
pushed me face first into the floor and ground a knee against my
back, making me scream louder.
    “ I could snap your neck in a second,
bitch,” a female voice said, making me realize my attacker was
Rita. “And if you touch Bianca again, I will do it.” She pushed off
me as Frano shouted at her.
    I turned around and stared up at Rita from the floor. She
glared down at me with such hatred I knew in that moment she was
capable of killing me. The woman was no longer FBI, but pure mafioso . Her attention
moved to Frano as he helped me up.
    “ What the hell is wrong with all you women?!” he
snapped.
    “ Camila attacked Bianca.” Rita turned to help a bleeding
Bianca get to her feet. The blonde murderess was crying, but not
enough in my opinion.
    I went
for Bianca again, knowing that Rita couldn’t hurt me with Frano
here, but to my surprise she did. I let out a startled yelp as Rita
grabbed my shoulders and shoved me face first into the wall. She
put a hand to my neck, making me scream out to Frano, terrified she
was going to snap my neck like she’d said.
    “ Rita!” Frano grabbed her wrist and yanked her away from
me.
    I turned
around and put my hands to my throat. “She was going to kill me,” I
coughed, the woman’s handprints no doubt coloring my
skin.
    “ Without a doubt,” Rita snarled.
    Frano
wrapped his arms around her, stopping her from attacking me again.
“Just calm down.”
    Rita’s
furious eyes remained on me. “I warned her not to touch
Bianca.”
    I
pointed at Bianca. “She murdered my father and brother. I want her
out of this house. Now!”
    “ Not happening, Camila,” Frano said.
    I focused on him. “Did you not hear me? She murdered
my famiglia !”
    “ I heard you, but she is part of my famiglia .” He let go of Rita and
moved up to me, putting his face in front of mine. “Which you are
not—yet,” he whispered. “And I’m getting sick of hearing you make
demands, especially when your life is hanging on the
line.”
    I glared
at him, aware of the guard further down the corridor as well as the
other one helping Honey. The woman was now moaning, obviously not
dead. “Let’s talk about this in a room, not out here.”
    Frano
reached out and opened the door on my right. He placed a hand on my
back and pushed me inside. Rita followed us into the room, closing
the door behind us.
    “ I need to speak to Frano alone ,” I snapped at her.
    She
crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the wall. “Fuck
you, it’s not happening.”
    “ Then don’t interfere.” I refocused on Frano. “And if you want
my money, then I suggest you keep me alive, because I know you are
lying to me, Frano.”
    “ About what?” he asked.
    “ Everything.” I threw a glare at Rita. “And right now, I’m not
willing to pretend anymore. I thought I was able to until Jagger
taught me a lesson on what I can and cannot have.”
    Frano
frowned. “What lesson?”
    “ He told me you were playing me, that I was your pretend
fiancé, and it’s pretty obvious that you love Rita, or whatever the
hell her name is.”
    His