DanteI collapsed onto my bed, replaying my conversation with Anna over and over in my head. My mind was racing with thoughts, and I couldn't make sense of it all. I didn't know what to think or how to feel about the situation I found myself in.I had reached out to Matteo for help over half an hour ago, and he was nowhere to be seen. The anger and frustration inside me grew with each passing second. As if he hadn't a care in the world, Matteo strolled into my room without even bothering to knock. Normally, I wouldn't have cared, but with my head spinning with thoughts and emotions, every little thing seemed to irk me."You know I fixed that door for a reason, right?" I snapped, my tone laced with annoyance.Matteo just chuckled, completely unfazed by my obvious irritation. "What crawled up your ass, dude?"I let out a heavy sigh, trying to steady myself before speaking. "Just shut the fucking door, Matteo."He complied, taking a seat next to me on the bed and gently plucking the glas
Dante.As I arrived at Anna's abode, I was met with the sight of Clifford emerging from the building's main entrance. Matteo, who stood beside me, emitted a disapproving hiss at the mere presence of this man. It was evident that he held a grudge against Clifford, who, as far as I knew, had always been gunning for a promotion. I couldn't fathom the underlying motive behind his constant efforts to bring us down."What in the world is this despicable person doing here?" Matteo spat through gritted teeth.I raised my shoulders in a nonchalant manner. "It appears he is on the prowl for any evidence that can incriminate us."Matteo's nostrils flared with anger. "Just let me at him. I'll toss his wretched carcass into the ocean."I side-eyed him. "Once all of this is over, I may even have the pleasure of throwing him in myself."Matteo's lips curled into a small grin. "And here I thought I was the only one who abhorred his existence."Eager to get this ordeal behind me, I briskly opened my do
AnnaThe experience of awakening in an unfamiliar place can be quite terrifying. For me, it was a filthy and malodorous room. As I looked around, I noted the old mattress on which I lay. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in my head caused me to halt my motion. Reaching for my head, I discovered a small bump. Grimacing with pain, I endeavored to recollect what had happened to me.As I struggled to summon my memories, the door to my cell swung open, and a rugged-looking man entered. "At last, Sleeping Beauty has awoken," he quipped.I glared at him, my gaze slowly drifting towards the door. I wondered how many guards were stationed outside and how far I could go if I managed to flee.The scruffy man, seemingly able to read my thoughts, countered, "You had best dismiss such notions if you hope to survive. There are roughly twenty guards stationed outside who have been instructed to shoot on sight if you attempt to leave this room."In order to increase my odds of survival or escape, it
DANTEMy mind is consumed with worry and fear. It has been three long days since Anna went missing, and I am on the brink of madness. Although Tasha and her son are still in my grasp, I would never hurt them. However, I cannot release them until I find Anna. I know that Valentine and Orlando are not responsible for her disappearance, but I refuse to let them go. With Valentine under my thumb, he has no choice but to help me find Anna.Playing fair is not in my nature, and I am willing to use any tactic necessary to get what I want. Two days ago, I called Valentine to my side and demanded answers. I needed to know what his deal with Orlando was and why Anna was targeted. Despite his promises of innocence and ignorance, I did not believe him. In exchange for information, I held his mistress and son hostage, knowing full well he would do anything to save them.Valentine believed I would agree to his demands, but I had my own terms. The only way he could see his loved ones again was if he
DANTEMy mind is consumed with worry and fear. It has been three long days since Anna went missing, and I am on the brink of madness. Although Tasha and her son are still in my grasp, I would never hurt them. However, I cannot release them until I find Anna. I know that Valentine and Orlando are not responsible for her disappearance, but I refuse to let them go. With Valentine under my thumb, he has no choice but to help me find Anna.Playing fair is not in my nature, and I am willing to use any tactic necessary to get what I want. Two days ago, I called Valentine to my side and demanded answers. I needed to know what his deal with Orlando was and why Anna was targeted. Despite his promises of innocence and ignorance, I did not believe him. In exchange for information, I held his mistress and son hostage, knowing full well he would do anything to save them.Valentine believed I would agree to his demands, but I had my own terms. The only way he could see his loved ones again was if he
DANTELuca was a man whose life I once saved from a brutal and certain death. He was a solitary tracker, wandering the wilderness alone, but three years ago, he was captured by a group of unsavory characters. It was a stroke of luck that the one who had taken him happened to be on my list of people to eliminate. When I ultimately put a bullet in that bastard's head, I set Luca free. He had promised to repay me for my kindness, but at the time, I didn't take his vow too seriously.Yet, as the years passed, Luca kept in touch with me through the occasional greeting card, always marking the seasons. When I reached out to him this morning, he quickly promised to be at my apartment before dinner. While I'm not entirely sure if he remembers his promise to repay me, I don't care. I'm just glad to have him on my side.However, I have other problems to deal with at the moment. I've been preparing for the payback scheme from Valentine. I kidnapped his mistress and son and also burnt his goods.W
ANNAAs I looked at the gaping hole in my hand, I couldn't help but feel a wave of anger and betrayal wash over me. How could I have been so blind to Debbie's true nature? I inspected the makeshift bandage that was wrapped tightly around my wound, realizing that it was nothing more than a dirty old rag. With the throbbing pain in my hand growing more intense, I feared that the wound may have already become infected.Exhausted from dealing with this whole ordeal, I closed my eyes and attempted to will the physical and emotional pain away. But before I could fully escape into my thoughts, the door to my cell creaked open and Debbie sauntered in, followed by Jasper carrying a small purse."Hello, love. How are you doing?" Debbie's saccharine tone grated on my nerves.Staring daggers at her, I thought of a thousand ways to take revenge on her. "I'll be fine without having to see your face," I spat out.A sly smile spread across Debbie's lips as she took the purse from Jasper and opened it.
DANTEAs I rushed to Anna's side, my heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst out of my chest. The sight of so much blood was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for not getting there sooner. But dwelling on what could have been was not going to save Anna's life.My mind raced as I assessed the situation. Matteo had taken Debbie hostage, and as much as I wanted to make her pay, my priority was to get Anna the help she needed. The amount of blood she had lost was alarming, and I knew that time was of the essence. Saving the baby was not a possibility, but I was determined to do everything in my power to save Anna.As Anna's condition worsened, I found myself praying for her. It was strange how she had managed to awaken my spiritual side, something I had never paid much attention to before she came into my life.When Anna's eyelids began to droop, I knew I had to fight to keep her conscious. I didn't want to lose her, and the memory of someone who had died