Tessa’s POV

“Where is that bastard!” I yelled, “Let me through”

I screamed at the security guy, pushing through him.

“Don Pedro or whatever you call yourself, You can’t keep her from me!” I shouted as I burst through the wrought-iron gates.

I slapped the foolish guard when he tried to touch me.

“Don’t you dare lay your filthy hands on me”

I had come to the Lorenzo estate with one purpose—to see my dear Aunty Nora and get her the fuck out of there.

But before I could reach the main entrance, two large men in dark suits stepped forward, blocking my path.

“Miss Moretti,” one of them said...