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"Isabella, don't do this!" a final plea falls on deaf ears as I lunge towards the gap, my heart in my throat.

"Please, God, please!" I whisper, praying that I can make it through before the guards reach me. My injured leg protests with every step, but my resolve to escape, to reach freedom remains undampened.

The freedom I crave is within reach – all I need to do is seize it.

"Stop her!" one of them shouts, his voice filled with panic. "She's getting away!"

"Leave me alone!" I yell back, desperation creeping into my voice.

As I sprint through the night, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps, I hear more footsteps from all around the compound.

"You can't outrun me!" I hear one of the guards shout, his voice seething with anger.

My legs feel like they're about to give out as I try to dodge them, but it's no use. In an instant, they surround me, their expressions filled with triumph as they capture me. Their grip on my arms and shoulders is tight and unyielding, ensuring that I have no chance of breaking free.

"Let go of me!" I scream through gritted teeth, my body trembling with a mixture of pain, exhaustion, and frustration.

As much as I want to keep fighting, I can't deny the damning truth – my escape attempt has failed.

"Did you really think you could get away, Isabella?" one of the guards taunts, his eyes narrowed in disdain. "You're not as clever as you think."

I spit at his feet.

"Enough," another guard snaps, tightening his grip on my arm. "Take her back inside. The Capo will deal with her."

As they begin to drag me back toward the compound, I can't help but feel a sense of despair creeping in. My mind races with thoughts of what might happen to me now, and I know I need to figure out another way to escape.

But how?

"Please," I whisper, trying to appeal to any shred of humanity the guards might possess. "I just want to be free. Can't you understand that?"

For a brief moment, I see something flicker in one of the guard's eyes, but it's quickly replaced by steely resolve.

"It's not our place to question the Capo's orders, Isabella," he says coldly. "Now come on. Let's get you back inside."

As they force me to move, my legs heavy and aching, I can't help but think of all the things I've lost – my father, my freedom, my hope.

But I refuse to let this be the end.

I won't be Luca Conti's prisoner forever.

In this very moment, I decide that someday, I will get my revenge Don Luca Conti too.

"Maybe you'll learn some gratitude in time," he sneers before signaling to the others to continue moving.

As they drag me to a room that's not my own, my heart sinks with each step. Where the hell are they taking me?

Chapter 16

Stefano

Theshrillringingofmy phone cuts through my sleep, shattering my peace. I jump up and glance at the screen; it's the Capo. At this late hour? My heart tightens in my chest as I answer. "Yes, Capo?"

"Stefano," his gravelly voice fills my ear, "Isabella tried to escape. Meet me in the interrogation room. Now."

Fear and sadness grips me like a vice, threatening to crush my insides. I throw off the covers and quickly get dressed, my hands shaking with each button.

Why would Isabella do something so reckless? Escape? If she wanted to leave so badly, why didn't she just discuss this with me? Or with the Capo?

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