Amy's POV

Every step I took had my heart racing faster, Carlos grip was as hard as steel probably to prevent my escape.

More sweat was coming down from my forehead. What was I going to do now?

I mean I had thought about telling Mr Moretti what Carlos was planning.

But I was nothing more than a desperate girl biting off more than she could chew who owed him a huge sum of money and Carlos from what he had told me himself was someone that had been with him for years even when they were teenagers whose word was he going to believe over the other?

I mean...