Chapter Fifty two

Natasha's POV

I waited for Lorenzo to leave the hotel room before I started planning my escape.

Dislocating my hands would be a good but it was too much hassle and the pain was not exactly my favorite thing.

Remembering that I always carry a lock pick around, I checked my shorts underneath my maid outfit and found two of them.

I took it out and poked into the lock of the padlock and began to turn, it didn't take long before it came off.

"Finally!" It wasn't tight but it was tight enough to leave an imprint on my arms.

The audacity of that man.

I ran towards the door and paused but then paused, turned around and went back for the food. There was no way in hell I was leaving all of that behind.

I rolled the trolley out of the room just for good measure and stole his handcuffs.

I packed the trolley by the side of the living to door and opened it to check if Lorenzo was still in the vicinity when I was sure he wasn't, I pulled out the trolley, locked the door and rolled down the hall int