Micheline
I looked over at Domenico and he looked as if he was going to pass out. The disgusted look in his eyes was too much. What did he expect me to do? I couldn’t allow them to kill him while I hid under the bed. I wasn’t going to lose anyone else that I loved, and that loved me.
“Do I have to drag you, or will you come willingly?” asked Yoshioka.
I shrugged. “I’ll come.”
It was weird when an amber orb enveloped me. When I blinked, we were standing in a restaurant. Frowning, I said nothing. So far, the two of them didn’t suspect me of anything and I wanted to keep it that way. They took a seat at a table and I did the same. The Asian, who was beautiful in a cruel sort of way, pushed Domenico to the front, where he bound him in heavy chains with his hands above his head.
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