ANTHONIO’s POV

I rolled the heavy chain, rolled my hand, threw my hand in the air, and brought it down on the person beneath me on the floor, shouting and wailing. I threw the chain aside when one of my men entered the room announcing I had a guest. I ordered him to send the guest in.

 I watched as the mysterious figure entered the room, their features shrouded in shadows. My mind raced with possibilities, my instincts on high alert.

 "Who are you?" I demanded, my voice firm.

The figure stepped forward, revealing a man with piercing blue eyes and long hair. He was tall and lean, with a...