Chapter 89

Layla.

After hours of struggling to get free, I finally gave up and slumped on the chair, completely exhausted. So many times, I fought the urge to sob and cry as I was plagued with the fear and worry of Dante and Felix looking for me. Would they ever find me? I didn't even know where I was. I closed my eyes against the tears that was brimming in them, willing myself to he hopeful.

My stomach soon grumbled, reminding me of the hunger I had forgotten due to nerves. Kidnapped or not, my body still made it demands. My mouth was parched too and I felt incredibly thirsty. I looked at the locked door, wondering if they would remember the woman they forgot here and maybe come with food.

As if they heard my earnest pleas, I heard the sound of door unlocking and it soon swung open, a cart wheel of food being brought in by a masked person. The air was soon filled with the smell of delicious meals and my stomach grumbled louder than before, mortifying me. I watched in shame as the person placed