Sofia.

My heart pounded as I approached the Ferrari residence. The anticipation of seeing Deangelo again after what felt like forever churned my stomach. This moment had been the culmination of days of planning and following Bruno's instructions meticulously. His men had even driven me as close to the compound as they could without arousing suspicion before dropping me off. Now, I was on my own.

The Ferrari residence stood before me in all its grandeur. It was an enormous mansion with multiple wings and tall columns. It looked more like an estate than a mere house. The garden surrounding it was immaculately maintained, with rows of vibrant flowers and...