I sprinted down the crowded, night-lit streets of Sicily. Cars zipped past on the asphalt, and tourists bustled along the cobblestone sidewalks, completely oblivious to my panic.

I didn't even know where I was going; I just needed to put distance between myself and that psycho.

After hearing him downstairs, I knew he wasn't pulling a prank. He fully intended to lock me in that underground dungeon for days, keeping me bound in a cage like a prisoner while he had his way with me. 

What kind of monster imprisons a woman just to take his pleasure?

"Please! Help me! I was kidnapped by gangsters!" I yelled in one desperate...