Elara's POV
After trying for hours to get the door open, I finally give up and decide to sleep. It’s the only way I can escape the gnawing hunger and thirst.
What I don’t expect is to wake up to my boss staring at my chest. What a pervert. Thank goodness I wasn't completely naked. Not like there's anything for him to see that will interest him. Men like him admire better things.
I would have loved to give him a piece of my mind if the security guards weren’t standing before us with a man I don’t recognize. The man who locked me in.
Who is he? And why would he lock me in here? It doesn’t make sense.
“Peter, you better stop talking before I get to work on you,” Lorenzo’s voice cuts in, cold and commanding.
“Mr. Russo, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do it,” the man says hurriedly, his vo
