Damiano’s POV
Past few days have been literal hell. I can’t eat properly, can’t sleep, can’t focus on anything. The only thing I could focus on was Grace. Wanting to hold her in my arms and wanting to give her space has created a tug of war inside me and the pain is gut-wrenching. The first night, I spent time watching the CCTV footage from my office. She really got to the elevator without falling under anybody’s eyes and also was successful in figuring out the pin code to my floor. Grace is one of the smartest women I have known. I kept on scanning through all the footage; Grace entered the building exactly when the dons were being led out towards their vehicles. All of them were too busy to notice a girl pass by them as they must be discuss Vasili except one, Don Gustavo. His eyes follo
