Chapter Seventy-nine

Andrea's heart pounded against his chest as he searched the grand halls of his mansion, desperately searching for any sign of Elena. Anxiety passed through his veins, manifesting as beads of sweat on his furrowed brow. Elena was nowhere to be found, and Andrea's worry was escalating to the point of madness.

''Where the hell is she?!'' he barked.

He summoned his trusted men, his loyal servants who had served him faithfully for years. With a sense of urgency, he commanded them to comb through every room, every corridor, and every hidden alcove within the vast mansion. They responded promptly, their footsteps echoing through the hallways as they executed their master's orders.

Hours passed with no trace of Elena, intensifying Andrea's distress. His mind raced with worst-case scenarios, imagining her entangled in danger or slipping away from his grasp forever. The thought that she had dared to leave the safety of his residence without his consent struck a nerve, stroking his frustration a