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Chapter 8: I encountered him

Author: ADISAX
last update Last Updated: 2023-01-12 11:59:51

Margarita found herself standing in front of the building full of black SUVs, and something told her she was in big trouble.

She immediately fixed her dress and hair and walked toward the elevator, greeted by the gigantic men.

“Ciao signora come stai,” (Hello Mam, how are you?)

She exhaled a low breath, rubbing her temples, knowing what was waiting upstairs would make her feel like she would stand in the courtroom.

“È di sopra?” (Is he upstairs)

The men hummed, pressing the elevator button to the dedicated floor, defying the gravity.

Her heart thudded against the rib cage. It was over fifteen hours since her phone had been off the radar. It’s not like her family kept bugging her all the time, but the last thing that happened was she hung up the phone, and something happened back in the hotel she didn’t know about alerting her family. She was found in an unknown room, and her friends were not there. Something was not right.

Her train of thoughts broke when the ding sound of the elevato
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