Chapter 11

My leg ached, each step sending sharp shooting pain through my leg as I hurried away from the airport, keeping to the small back roads.

Fear rushed through my body as I shot glances over my shoulder.

I couldn't let Dom find me.

"Fuck! I need Gianni." There was something I never thought I would have heard coming from my lips.

Yes, the man had kidnapped me and still terrified me to the core, but I knew he was capable of keeping me safe.

And he could keep me away from Dom.

My ankle ached, protesting each step I took, but I gritted my teeth and pushed forward, knowing that this pain was nothing compared to what would happen if Dom got his hands on me.

I contemplated stopping someone and asking for help, but where would I go?

I couldn't go to Gianni because I had no idea where he was, I didn't even know what part of town he was in.

I could maybe ask to be taken to the police station, but could I trust them?

I had a nagging feeling that the answer was no.

Leaning against a wall, I gasped in