Chapter 379

“Llama a El Patrón, que está despierta.”

Call the boss. She’s awake.

Hannah stiffened. Whoever El Patrón was, he was the one pulling the strings.

Minutes passed before the door opened again, this time revealing a man who exuded power with every step he took.

His tailored black suit was crisp, his salt-and-pepper hair slicked back. But what stood out the most was the deep scar running down the side of his face.

Hannah felt her blood run cold.

His mere presence filled the room with a suffocating air of dominance and cruelty.

“Who are you?” she asked, forcing her voice to remain steady. “What do you want?”

The man smirked. “I apologize for the circumstances of our meeting,” he said, his voice smooth yet chilling. “My name is Bernardo Provenzano.”

Hannah’s stomach dropped.

She knew that name.

The Mafia boss. The devil himself.

Brandon had once spoken of him—his father had made a deal with this man, a deal that had g