CHAPTER 22: Mirabella's POV
I hated Giovanni Moretti. He was about to snatch away the freedom I’d fought so hard to build. I knew, if he went to Marco with a good deal, I’d be sold off to him before I could even blink. That’s why father always told me to trust no one. But I let my guard down. I was such a fool.
As Dante drove me back to the airport, tears pricked my eyes, burning behind my lashes. I should never have agreed to this trip. Yeah, the s*x was great, but at what cost?
Giovanni had pressing matters to attend to, so he sent me back to LA, with a promise that he'd find me when he returned.
I could run. Hell, I could disappear. But deep down, I knew there was nowhere I’d go that he wouldn’t find me. Besides, I had a life here, one I wasn’t ready to give up just yet. I banged my
