Trapped in the Mafia’s hell
In my head, I was imagining if Marcello had died, maybe I’d finally get my freedom, but that would mean Adrianna’s demise too.
I forced a smile. “I’m so glad you’re safe now. Really, Adrianna.”
She reached over and squeezed my hand. “Me too. Thanks for listening. I haven’t told anyone the whole thing yet, not even Marcello.”
Suddenly, the door creaked open without a knock and Marcello appeared at the doorway.
The dark shirt he wore made him eerie, his hair was permed and he had a smirk on his face.
My stomach churned. I never liked seeing his face, it made my heart skip a beat.
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