Chapter 126

Damiano

My brows furrowed as I observed his motionless body on the ground. I halted in front of him, nudging him with my foot until a groan escaped him.

I watched him struggle to stand, seeing how severely he was beaten. His face bore cuts, bruises, and blood, and his arm was wrapped around his ribs, likely broken, given his overall condition.

Michael winced as he slumped against the car, breathing heavily before meeting my gaze.

“What are you doing here?” I stared at him blankly, waiting for an explanation.

“I… Shit - Althaia.”

“You’re too late.” I scoffed.

“I tried… to warn…” He continued to groan in pain, on the verge of passing out.

“You’re wasting my time. Get off my property.”

Michael slumped to the ground again, and I signaled for my men to get moving.

“I know where they are.”

That grabbed my attention, and I turned to look back at him. He was struggling to keep his eyes open.

“Do you thi