Chapter 37

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I've been here for three days, it's honestly not that bad except people are watching me all the time, also I've been brought in for questioning around eleven times

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I've been here for three days, it's honestly not that bad except people are watching me all the time, also I've been brought in for questioning around eleven times.

I already told Alessandro the short version of the story.

Somehow I have to get home, now. I know there are people taking care of Alexandria, Damon probably, or Sloane. Maybe Rafael.

Shit, Adam.

I slowly get up from the bed refraining to move my side too much. I found out that I broke two of my ribs and they punctured my left lung. That's why I passed out and why it hurts to breathe.

I walk over to the door, there are no guards in my room anymore. They stand outside now.

"Can I pass, I need to speak to Alessandro" I say.

"boss didn't say anything about that, no can do lady"

"Did your boss tell you who I am and what the fuck I'll do if you don't let me pass?" I say.

"you don't scare me, Puttana" he spits.

"hmm?" I tilt my head in a scoff.

Casting a glance towards his belt with a gun tucked into it. His gaze follows just as I wanted to, I send an uppercut to his chin while grabbing the gun.

He stumbles back slightly.

"get down on the ground" I point the gun at him watching the other guard aim at me.

"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you. You think I'm not here for a reason huh, you think they'd be happy if you killed me?" I scoff looking at the man. "lower your weapon" I say, he does.

"Now you― I said down," I notice him trying to stand up. "on your knees"

I watch him send eye signals to the other guard. "if you move an inch ill send a bullet straight through this imbecile's skull" I throw over my shoulder.

"apologize" I smile down at the man in front of me.

"not to a fucking Contadino" he grits.
(peasant)

"uh, uh wrong. Try again" I tap the gun against his jaw.

"I'm sorry," he says.

"good boy, that wasn't so hard right? Now we don't call women whores do we? Maybe you need a punishment" I redirect the weapon to his hand pulling the trigger without blinking.

I feel myself get grabbed. Both arms are in a stronghold as the guard drags me through the mansion. "let go you fucking pig" I say. My sideburns, if I pass out again I will make sure to give him the most painful death I can muster.

I'm dragged into a room full of voices. My head down. "Capo" the guard pulls my head up by my hair.

"I swear to fuck if you touch me one more time," I say and his grip tightens.

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