"The patient had taken a terrible fall, and looking at the bruises and slight fractures; she seemed to have rolled down a rocky hill, or in a house, down the stairs."
Gia could only stare at the doctor's mouth, her white coat still on; she was the first person she had seen when she opened her eyes, and the second was the tall guy with the softest eyes she had ever seen.
Even though his voice didn't match those eyes, Gia knew she'd have been calm with him if he hadn't shot at her.
Not until she heard the doctor say...
"Don Zayne seemed interested in her, a friend of his?"
The man shook his head, his eyes still on her unfocused pupils, trying to take in the room she was in.
"The Devil of Rome wouldn't mind adding her to his collection, though." There was a small smile at the side of his lips.
She would have been offended if her ears didn't ring from what he had just said, "DEVIL OF ROME!" No, it couldn't be,
Or so she thought.
Axel had sent her parents' bodies to the Mafia, and she had
