Chapter 107

Guilia

A bruised and battered Alessio sat wearily in front of me inside the torture hole. Only this time, I was the predator and he was my prey.

A few hours ago, I was driving like a woman on a wild goose chase from the island to the airport. Prior to getting to the airport, I’d sent my father a message with an abandoned phone I found in the glove compartment. Fortunately, he received it, asking me to send him my location.

I’d escaped Alessio’s men by a hair’s breadth, his men saturated the city, all eager to capture me and take me back to their master. My...