Chapter 92

Amara's POV

"Am I dreaming? Are you even real?" I asked not sure Luciano was really in front of me.

With everything I had been through in his hands, he was the last person I expected to care for me in this manner.

"It is I, Amore. Why do you ask such a question?" He chuckled.

"Well, everything feel surreal and you've been busy since today so I thought you'd have not been concerned about my health," I explained.

"Amara, I'm concerned because I care. I really care about you a lot," He confessed shocking me.

I was still puzzled about his sudden change as several thoughts ran through my mind. Did he want to sell me out? Or was he planning to kill me slowly by poisoning me with this drink?

Several crazy thoughts filled my head and I almost screamed. But then, if he wanted to sell or kill me, he wouldn't need to be nice to me. All he had to do was to tell me that he had sold me or he shoots me.

"If you cared about me so much, why did you hi