“Come with me," Alessia wasn't smiling as she reached out to grab Grace's hand, pulling her towards the staircase. Salvatore stood there watching their backs as they both disappeared upstairs.

He shook his head, walking over to the sofa and plopping down on it. “Drama," he muttered.

In Alessia's bedroom, she pushed Grace towards the soft mattress and sat beside her.

“Alessia, what's the matter?" Grace asked.

“How come you're here when I saw that you were kidnapped? I also knew that Ezekiel asked his men to keep you hostage, did Salvatore save you?"

Alessia frowned when she heard the name, Ezekiel.

“What do you mean? Who is Ezekiel?" She...