Grace’s POV
“Grace talk to me, what was that noise?” I removed my hands from my ears to hear Damiano’s panicked voice from the phone. I looked around and saw my phone was on the floor.
“Damiano, I don’t know. There is someone outside, Giovanni is not here either.” As soon as Damiano picked up the call, a gunshot echoed from my side. I dropped the phone and hid behind the door to take cover. First, I thought it was from Damiano’s side but it was way too clear.
“Grace, find a place in your apartment where you can hide,” His voice was cut off a little, seems like he was walking very fast. “I am on my way love.” He told me and I knew that he won’t let anything happen to me. I looked around my apartment to find a place where I could hide till he arrives. From my peripheral vision, I saw few
