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I decide that I can't just sit here and let my family suffer. If my father is convicted – a verdict that could come any day now – someone needs to take over and protect them. That someone has to be me. I won't let Giovanni keep me under lock and key any longer, no matter what his reasons might be.

A plan begins to take shape in my mind, an idea so crazy it just might work. I've been trying to hack into Giovanni's systems from the outside, but maybe getting to him from the inside would be more effective. Tonight, I'll sneak into his office and see what I can find. He doesn't always lock his doors, perhaps out of a misguided sense of security. But he's invited a viper into his nest, and he doesn't know it yet, but I bite hard.

I swallow the fear rising in my throat and push myself up from the chair, determination fueling every step. Tonight, I'll take control of my life once more – for my family, for myself, and for our future.

ChapterTwenty-Eight

Icreep through the mansion, the moon casting its silvery glow on the cold marble floors. It's the wee hours of the morning, and the place feels a little bit creepier than normal. My bare feet pad softly against the chilly tiles, sending shivers up my legs. I think about what Giovanni told me about there being prison cells in the basement and how, when we were fucking, he said that he should put me in a cage. The thought sends a chill down my spine.

Being out at this hour and what I'm about to do feels thrilling. It feels like I'm defying him, and he deserves it. I don't know, maybe I should feel bad, but I haven't even seen him since he took my virginity. He told me he was going to make it up to me. Well, he's doing a pretty bad job.

Statues loom around me, casting eerie shadows on the walls as I make my way towards his office. I think I hear someone behind me, and my heart leaps into my throat, but I tell myself it's just my nerves playing tricks on me.

Suddenly, someone taps me on the shoulder, and I yelp, turning around with my heart pounding in my chest. It's Teddy, his blonde hair tousled and his blue eyes twinkling with curiosity.

"Hey, what're you doing up?" he asks, a smirk playing across his lips.

"Uh, sleepwalking?" I reply sheepishly, knowing it's a weak excuse.

Teddy chuckles. "It's amazing that you can have a conversation while you're sleeping."

"I've since woken up," I admit, trying to regain some composure.

"Then you're just walking, I guess," he teases. "But you're heading in the wrong direction for your bedroom."

"Really? Oh... is that true?" I feign ignorance, hoping he'll drop the subject.

"Want me to walk you back?" Teddy offers, but I quickly shake my head.

"No, it's no worries. I'll find my way back. Thanks, though." I pause for a moment and then ask, "Why are you up at this hour anyway?"

"Sometimes, depending on the job, I work weird hours," he explains casually. "You should get some rest too."

I nod in agreement, and as we part ways, Teddy adds, "Oh, by the way, Giovanni's birthday is November 10th, 1989. Maybe you'll need that information someday."

I wonder why he would tell me that, but he just winks and saunters off down the hallway, leaving me with a sense of foreboding and the cold tiles beneath my feet.

I finally make my way to Giovanni's office, my heart pounding like a wild animal inside my chest. My hand trembles as I reach for the door handle, cold and metallic against my fingertips. I swallow hard, trying to calm my nerves, and turn it slowly.

The door creaks open, and I hold my breath, waiting for any alarms or signs that I've been caught. Nothing. Relief washes over me in waves, and I step into the room, the door clicking shut behind me. The darkness is almost suffocating, yet strangely comforting at the same time. Shadows dance on the walls, cast by moonlight filtering through the windows, making the statues and other objects in the room seem more menacing than they really are.

My bare feet pad softly across the cold floor as I approach his desk, feeling the chill seep through my skin. I can't help but wonder if the GPS chip inside me is betraying my every move, but I hope Giovanni isn't monitoring me so closely while I'm in the mansion. The thought of him knowing all my secrets, even when I'm alone, makes me shiver involuntarily. I let out a small laugh, thinking about how ridiculous it would be if he knew when I was masturbating, too.

As I scan the room, I notice the bookcases lining the walls, filled with countless books and trinkets. But something else catches my eye – a pair of gorgeous satin red heels tucked away in a back corner. It's an odd addition to his collection, but perhaps they hold some special meaning for him. I shake my head, dismissing the thought, and focus on the task at hand.

I sit down at his desk and pull the keyboard toward me. The computer screen lights up, asking for a password. Racking my brain for any clues about Giovanni, Teddy's words suddenly echo in my mind. His birthday... could he be that predictable with his passwords? I type in the date, but the computer rejects it. Frustrated, I try entering the date backward on a whim – and to my utter shock, I'm in.

I can't believe it. I stare at the desktop, feeling a strange mix of triumph and disbelief. The power I've been seeking is right here in front of me, yet I don't know where to begin. My priority, though, is disabling the GPS chip. I need my freedom back.

I start running through his files, searching for anything that might help me, but I keep hitting dead ends. It's like there's hardly anything useful on his home computer – which only serves to frustrate me more. It's probably why his password was so simplistic.

I go through his folders systematically, desperate to find something incriminating, something I can use to blackmail him into submission. But Giovanni isn't stupid; he wouldn't leave such information out in the open for anyone to find.

Determined, I delve deeper into the root of his computer and input some code to reveal all of his hidden files. My heart races as I hit enter, waiting for the results. A list of files appears, and I double click on the first one.

And just like that, I can't believe what I've found.

A video pops up and starts to play, and I'm grateful there's no sound, even though I really want to know what it sounds like. It's a video of Giovanni. He's naked, and there's a girl on the bed. I can't tell where they are. It's a place I've never seen before but looks like it might be some hotel in the city or maybe a penthouse apartment.

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