Punishment

Antonia sat in Valentino's mansion, surrounded by opulence and luxury. The crystal chandelier above her refracted the light, casting rainbow hues across the marble floor. But her mind was elsewhere, consumed by the conversation she had with Andrew earlier that day. His words echoed in her mind: "There's more to this than what Valentino is letting on." Why wouldn't Valentino let her see Ramona if he had so much power?

As she pondered these questions, she snacked on strawberries, the sweetness a stark contrast to the bitterness of her situation. The juicy fruit burst in her mouth, but she barely tasted it, her senses dulled by the weight of her thoughts. Suddenly, she heard a voice behind her.

"Where the fuck did you go?" Valentino's tone was laced with anger, his voice low and menacing. The sound sent shivers down her spine.