I felt hundred times more tired I felt few minutes ago. With a gloomy mood I stepped into the hotel lobby and went to the elevator. Two of the Vincenzo’s men held all the things I purchased throughout the day. I pressed the floor number and took out my phone. No calls or texts from Vincenzo, just random messages from back home.
I opened the door and went straight to the bedroom. The entire suite felt empty and cold. I put my shoes on the side and went to bathroom. I looked in the mirror, so pale and depressed. There was a faint bruise on my neck due to Vincenzo’s savage bite earlier day in shower. I didn’t even bother to check my waist and v****a. They were probably bruised too. I splashed my face with some cold water in hopes of feeling a bit better. It did not help at all. With a fr
