Cherilyn Knight's Point Of View.
Days passed, and we finally returned to the mansion. I hated to admit it, but I felt safest here. My prison was somehow a safe haven for me.
News of the attack spread like wildfire. They still had not found the mind behind it all. They believed the masked man who attacked us wasn't the mastermind, meaning someone was out there planning their next move to harm the Don.
Desmond Achestan was not pleased and had commanded military officials to enforce strict rules and regulations; anyone who defied them would be imprisoned, similar to Martial Law from the history books I had read.
The Don had not asked for my presence since our return, not that I minded, but it left me wondering. On the bright side, it gave me a chance to meet Anna again.
Anna and I were
