Alessia sat in the bedroom where that bastard had locked her up.

Her thoughts ran wild as she commemorated the memories of the past.

She had been happier, but not until Simone did what he did.

She couldn’t cognize who Marco was, neither did she know his purpose for bringing her here, all she knew was that he might never let her go so coolly.

So, she thought of something else.

Since she had nothing else left in the world for her; Grace was unreachable and she wouldn’t want her to get into the hands of someone like this loony who confined her in the walls of his mansion.

She...