His Desperate Plea

[Massimo’s POV]

I lay on the ground, waiting as my wound from where my father shot me slowly healed. Of course the bastard would use a silver bullet to slow me down since he knew once I healed I would figure out a way to get the hell out of this cell.

This was nothing more than an irritating diversion to keep me from escaping and finding Tatiana, but it wouldn’t stop me, not until I saw that she was safe and sound, even if it was with someone other than me.

Someone other… I hated to accept it, but at this point, the only person who could protect her was the very bastard who hurt her so badly.

As much as I hated the thought of them coming together, I hated the thought of her being hurt more and needed to take action.

Closing my eyes, I reach out, searching for Migel while avoiding being sensed by anyone else. At first, it is almost like he doesn't exist at all, and I wonder if this is my father's doing.

However, I continue to push, ignoring how fucking quickly my strength was waning d