Angelo

A look of fear was plastered on Alessia's face as she stared at me. I didn't expect her to appear out of the blue. I had just finished interrogating the asshole and was washing away the blood from his bruised body when Alessia barged in. "Are you hurt?" was her first question.

"What are you doing here?" I threw back instead. The water washed away the blood, and I covered up my hand with a small towel so she wouldn't get suspicious. I didn't want her to know anything, to know there was a basement inside my room.

I was a bit startled when I turned around and found...