Chapter 41

RHIANNON

It was utter darkness. My wrists were wrangled behind my back, and it hurt like hell. Every twist, every tug sent sharp stings shooting up my arms. My face throbbed where someone had hit me earlier, and the gagging smell of damp concrete filled my nostrils.

Alessandro. That bastard. He kidnapped me again.

“Leon… when I get you, I’ll report you to the police!” I yelled, blindfolded.

“Can this b*tch ever shut up?” one of them asked, irritation dripping from his voice.

“If you find me annoying, just send me back where you got me,” I shot back angrily.

They laughed—low, cruel, and lazy. I could hear footsteps pacing around me, the sound of boots scraping against the floor.

Whatever Alessandro was plotting, I wouldn’t let him get away with it. This was too far. Last time, I’d let him go because he seemed<