Chapter 22

The bulb kept flickering in the room, making her blink several times to adjust to it. Metal walls surrounded her, making her feel more helpless than she already was. Fear gripped her. She raised her arm and started caressing her aching head.

She was laying on an old dirty bed, where she sat up, leaning on the wall next to it and pulling her knees to her chest while facing the door.

She wanted to see Stephanie, no matter what. She needed to know if she was okay. Did she get some treatment? But how? Her thoughts drifted back to Gaetano, his beautiful blue hazel eyes.

Before she could think any further, the door cracked open, and her eyes moved over to it, eager to see who was behind it.

“Larissa Lana Conzalato,” a deep voice said, and her eyes widened before she covered up her surprise with a cold stare and an evil smirk spread out on her face. 

“I didn’t know you could stoop this low, Sergio Varantti,” she replied,