AUTHOR’S POV
Leo sat in the dim, freezing control room located deep beneath the Romero estate.
The glowing blue light of a dozen surveillance monitors washed over his tired face. He rubbed his eyes, letting out a heavy sigh as he watched screen number four. He saw Don Bruno angrily storm out of Olivia’s bedroom, slamming the heavy oak door behind him.
It was just another day of toxic, exhausting drama that Leo desperately wanted to escape.
But escape was coming. Soon. It was just a matter of time.
That's when a soft, hesitant knock sounded at the heavy metal door of the control room.
Leo turned his swivel chair as the door slowly opened.
A warm, genuine smile immediately broke across his face. Sofia stepped into the dark room. She wore her crisp black and white maid's uniform, bu
