Chapter 66 Cassandra Valderrama's Birthday

Zandra Valderrama POV

I repeat his name in my head over and over again, almost like a meditative mantra. Now that I have a name to his face, he’s a lot less intimidating. Human, even because where the Boss was an idea, Thor Gallardo is a living, breathing man, which means he has weaknesses just like everyone else. Weaknesses I’m hoping to exploit.

Too bad he hasn’t come to check on me in a while, instead sending one of his brothers to deliver my meals and keep an eye on me. Coward. I’ve officially lost track of days. Have I been here for a week? A month? It’s really too hard to say, but one thing’s for certain—I’m getting fucking anxious. I know Dad said he needed time to rally the troops and figure out a way to extract me, but what’s taking so long? I want to get out of here. I want to sleep in a fucking bed. You never really appreciate the little things until they’re gone. “What’s today’s date?” I ask Damien.

He peeks up over the edge of his phone. “August seventh,” he answers af