chapter twenty-seven

ALESSANDRO’S POV

“Get in.” I told Dominique after Chief hung up. When we got back, Isabella was outside of the main house but in the compound.

I walked past her and made for the house.

“I need some clothes, and maybe a toothbrush and food too…and you know I can’t get any of these when I don’t have my wallet or my card or anything. I need to grab my things back at my house…”

“I told you, you can’t leave here…”

“What? I am your prisoner now?” she flared up.

I gritted my teeth hard, fighting to not yell at her.

My fist tightened so hard I had to force myself to calm. I turned to face her after taking a few calming breathes.

“Make a list of all you need and give it to me.”

I guess that was satisfying enough to her as she didn’t say another word.

She handed a paper containing the things she wanted when I got out after changing into a different clothes.

“Where are you going?” she asked as I was leaving.

“Don’t you want these anymore?” I snapped at her, flapping the list she gave to me at he