Alessandro's POV
"What do you want to do with her?" my brother, Aristide, asked me as soon as she was dragged away by my men.
"Breaking her, what does it seem to be?" I replied, nonchalantly shrugging my shoulders. It's a well-kept secret that I have a brother. Only a select few, like Lucas and others, are aware that he's still alive.
"She will work for you afterward?" Marcos asked, coming to sit beside me. I could detect the excitement in his voice. It was clear that slave trading was something he had always wanted. "I suggest you spare her life," he added, emphasizing his opinion.
"That's a good suggestion," Aristide said with a sigh. "But I think you need to release her, bro. She might die there," he pleaded, earning a sharp glare from me.
"She is our enemy, remember?"
