Beneath the surface

Chapter 12

Hours Don Giovanni arrived the mansion

Don Giovanni called a staff meeting in the grand dining hall. Ava, Ariel, and the other staff members gathered around, awaiting his instructions.

As Don Giovanni began to speak, Ava's eyes scanned the room. She noticed the new staff recruits, including Ariel, who looked nervous.

Suddenly, Don Giovanni's voice boomed, "And now, I'd like to welcome our new staff members. Let's get down to business."Let's dive into Ava's backstory:

Ava rushed to her room, Ariel following closely behind. "Miss Ava, is everything okay? You look pale," Ariel said, concern etched on her face.

Ava forced a weak smile. "I'm just not feeling well, Ariel. I need some time alone."

Ariel nodded understandingly. "Of course, Miss Ava. I'll leave you be. If you need anything, just call."

As Ariel exited, Ava locked the door behind her. She leaned against it, her eyes closing as memories flooded her mind.

She remembered her happy childhood, playing with her parents, laughing, and feeling loved. Her father, a government lawyer, had been passionate about justice.

But everything changed when her father took on Don Giovanni's case. Ava's memories shifted to the night her parents died.

She recalled the sound of screeching tires, the smell of smoke, and the feeling of emptiness. Her father's case against Don Giovanni had made him a target.

Ava's eyes snapped open, her jaw clenched in anger. She remembered her vow to get revenge, to bring Don Giovanni and Ethan down.

With a newfound determination, Ava's eyes locked onto the door. She knew what she had to do.

Ava's heart sank as she felt a sense of unease. She tried to focus on Don Giovanni's words, but her mind wandered.

As the meeting concluded, Ava felt a wave of relief wash over her. She turned to leave, but her eyes locked onto Don Giovanni's.

For a moment, they just stared at each other. Ava's mind racing with memories, her heart pounding in her chest.

She felt like she'd been punched in the gut. The man standing before her, was he the same one who'd destroyed her family?

Ava's thoughts swirled with emotions, but she pushed them aside. She needed to keep her composure.

"I-I need to get back to work, Sir," Ava stammered, trying to make a quick exit.

Don Giovanni's expression remained unreadable, but his eyes seemed to bore into her soul.

Let's dive into Ava's backstory:

Ava rushed to her room, Ariel following closely behind. "Miss Ava, is everything okay? You look pale," Ariel said, concern etched on her face.

Ava forced a weak smile. "I'm just not feeling well, Ariel. I need some time alone."

Ariel nodded understandingly. "Of course, Miss Ava. I'll leave you be. If you need anything, just call."

As Ariel exited, Ava locked the door behind her. She leaned against it, her eyes closing as memories flooded her mind.

She remembered her happy childhood, playing with her parents, laughing, and feeling loved. Her father, a government lawyer, had been passionate about justice.

But everything changed when her father took on Don Giovanni's case. Ava's memories shifted to the night her parents died.

She recalled the sound of screeching tires, the smell of smoke, and the feeling of emptiness. Her father's case against Don Giovanni had made him a target.

Ava's eyes snapped open, her jaw clenched in anger. She remembered her vow to get revenge, to bring Don Giovanni and Ethan down.

With a newfound determination, Ava's eyes locked onto the door. She knew what she had to do.