Alessia's Pov
My chest tightened, and I looked around the massive room, suddenly feeling trapped. “What do you want from me?” I demanded, my voice breaking despite my attempt at being brave.
“What we want,” the voice sneered, “is what’s owed to us." And we always collect, Alessia. Always.”
“Who are you?” I whispered, gripping the phone so tightly that my knuckles turned white.
You’ll find out soon enough. "Or maybe you won’t live long enough to care,” he said, his tone casual but laced with venom. Let me give you some advice. Don’t get comfortable in that gilded cage Matteo's put you in. It won’t protect you when we come.”
I could feel the blood draining from my face. “Why are you after me? I haven’t done anything!”
The voice laughed again, harsher this time. “Your ignorance means n
