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figure standing transfixed by the garden, adjacent to the house they just invaded. Clo

nymph? His voice carried a mixture of anger and fr

d speechless, her mind clouded by the recent horrors. She struggled to form cohe

s accomplices, instructing, "

sing her to stumble. Annoyed by his companion's rough handling, Lor

efore we deliver her back to Rossi? Or do you think he would appreciat

ad, the accomplice offered a ha

hell out of here!" With a firm grip, Lorenzo lifts Luna

nessed the tragedy alongside her. Did he know the victims, or was he, like her, fleeing his own grim fate

d didn't faze him the slightest. The only thing that obviously was of concern to him was his slightly broken nose which he kept looking at t

zo as a formidable figure, she on the other hand saw him as nothing more than a twisted psychopath. To her, he w

murdering families to poisoning rivals and even abducting children. It came as no surprise that Rossi had enlisted someone so willing to execute his darkest desires.

er came close to having one. The closest he came to forming lasting bonds were the fleeting liaisons with various women who graced his bed. Rumors have it that once, one of these encounters

s swiftly dragged into his chambers. Rossi, visibly agitated, paces back and forth

neath the surface. The other guards exit the room, leaving Lorenzo and Luna alon

ough clenched teeth, prompting Lorenzo to be

th a softer demeanor. "Where were you, Luna?" he inquires gently, the tension in the room palpa

t softly, beckoning he

measuring each step. Stopping midway, she stan

ser." Rossi urges,

nging slap that sends her sprawling to the floor. Paying no mind to th

not tolerate it from you or anyone else. Do you hear me?!" He admonishes, his voi

ng two of his security personnel who e

re she doesn't so much as peep

red belongings. Upon being placed in her room and locked inside, Luna collapses into tears. Her heart shattered, her

intervened, shielding her from Rossi's grasp. She always made sure their paths never crossed and that Luna had no reason to ask hi

rable to her uncle's cruelty? Why bother to share all that love and hope if she was going to abandon her to a life that re

use she lacked the means to attain it. But then, if the freedom or life outside her confined walls were anything like the tragic event she experienced today, she may not be equipped to fac

image of the little boy from last night. She hopes that if he, too was