MilaI sensed something was off. No matter how much I asked the driver and the guards in the car where we were going, no one cared to reply, as if they were mute.I held Angelo closer to me.“We’re taking you and the young Master to a safe place, as we were ordered, Ms. Rossetti,” the guard sitting in front of us said.Young Master?!“Who ordered you?” I asked, my voice sharp.He didn’t respond. Before I could ask again, the car pulled up in front of a huge building I had never seen before.“Ms. Rossetti, please come,” a woman said in a respectful tone as she opened the car door.I shook my head, pulled Angelo closer, and placed my hand protectively over my lower abdomen.She smiled at Angelo and said, “Hello, Angelo.”“Who are you?” I asked.Her expression turned more serious.“Ma’am, I’m not allowed to say anything right now. Please come with us.”When I looked around, I knew I had no way out. I knew better than to stand alone against all these armed people.I held Angelo’s hand and
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