Page 97 of Pretty Plaything

But then I felt something pierce my skin, and the world went dark.

And now I’m tied to a chair and surrounded by dangerous-looking men. I don’t think they work for Alessandro. If he wanted me dead, he would’ve done it himself.

“Who are you? What do you want?” I ask as I struggle against my restraints, which of course doesn’t help but only makes the rope cut deeper into my skin.

“Relax, sweetheart,” the guard who kidnapped me says. “You’re going to be fine once your husband signs a deal with our boss.”

“Mauro Fabbri?” I ask.

He nods.

My heart skips a beat, my stomach doing nervous flips.

Oh shit.

I’m going to die.

Now that Alessandro knows the truth, he’s going to kill Mauro. There’s no way he’s going to sign the deal. Mauro killed his family, and all Alessandro wanted was to find out who did it.

Now he knows.

He’ll get what he wants.

I shouldn’t have let my anger get the better of me. I should’ve kept quiet like my father wanted me to. Maybe it would’ve saved me.

The guard must’ve overheard what I said to Alessandro, so he came after me. I guess not even Alessandro knew there was a mole among his men.

I should’ve kept my mouth shut.

So damn stupid!

I made myself believe a fairytale, like some fool.

And the price of my mistake is going to be my life.

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