Antonio's POV
"How long has it been?"
"A few hours sir."
"Hmm..." I was standing in my normal spot of the office, stroking my chin wondering what happened. How did everything go from great to now this? I took a deep breathe and turned to Maurice.
"The garden?"
"Fixed sir."
"Good. Let's go figure out what happened."
Maurice nodded his head and we walked out of the office and headed to the lower levels of the mansion. It was the basement that got turned into a dungeon for people who... needed to be corrected. I walked into the hall of cells, constantly hearing the whimpers, the screams and the whip hitting something repeatedly. I thought I got used to that sound as a child but apparently it still can just never stick.
I walked to her cell and stood there. Clothes torn to shred
