32. He doesn't care!

Vera's POV

Why is everything black? My head is throbbing in pain like it's hit by the truck.

God! I blinked my eyes open and groaned in pain.

"la ucciderò" ( I'll kill her.)

I heard a manly voice.

"Non è il nostro obiettivo, calmati." (She is not our target, calm down.)

Same voice! That woman, she is here.

Fuck! They kidnapped me. Who are they and what are they talking about.

I blinked and looked around. It looks like I am in a private Jet, tied to the seat with a seatbelt.

I looked at the woman who kidnapped me. She is tall and looking dangerous but somehow calm. She is sitting on the seat while lazily placing her legs on another seat.

My eyes darted towards the Man who is fuming in anger. Almost the size of Vlad, visky eyes and raven black hair.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

I struggled in a seat.

"Don't move, Veronica, the more you move, the more it's going to tighten and bite your skin..."

The woman said.

"Leave me! What do you want?"

I yelled.

"Do you know who my husb