Sophia's POV.
I was horrified by what I saw. Alessandro was covered in blood, his face and body bruised, his clothes shredded and dripping with blood.
"All of you get out!" one of the men growled, causing the maids to scatter.
"This can't be Alessandro," I sobbed. "Is this him?"
They ignored me and rushed to the elevator. I tried to follow them, but the elevator doors closed before I could reach them.
"No," I panicked, fresh tears streaming down my face.
"Sophia," Mary called, stepping to my side.
"Mary that can't be Alessandro. Tell me it's someone else." I urged, my heart racing wildly in fear.
That person looked dead. There was too much blood and injuries. It seemed hopeless.
"It's him," Mary replied abruptly.
"What?" I gasped, shock rippling through my veins. "No..no...
