Natalie stood up from the floor on weak legs. Her appearance was a mess, but she didn’t care at all. Her heart was already too messed up and shaken. All she wanted was to close her eyes and hope everything that happened was just a dream.

 

The door to the hotel room suddenly opened. “Miss Smith, it’s time to go home,” Alex said, expressionless.

 

Natalie looked down. She walked out with unsteady steps. Alex took her hand and pulled her along. They didn’t exit through the main lobby because Natalie’s appearance was too conspicuous.

 

Moments later, they arrived in the basement. Alex led Natalie to the car. Dante was already...