The night unfolded with an ominous tapestry, shadows enveloping every corner as I, Vittoria, found myself trapped by Elijah's relentless rival. The cold, damp air clung to my skin as I tried to grasp the dire situation, my heart pounding with fear.
The makeshift prison, dimly lit and filled with echoes of past suffering, held me in its cold metal restraints. I strained against them, desperate for freedom, while the muffled sounds of approaching footsteps signaled the arrival of my captors.
Simultaneously, news of my abduction reached both Elijah and Vincenzo, prompting an uneasy alliance between the rivals. The chosen rendezvous point, an abandoned warehouse in shadows, became the setting for their joint effort to rescue me.
As Elijah and Vincenzo arrived separately, urgency filled the
