Owned

2 weeks ago

Antonia’s heels clicked against the marble floors as she stepped into Valentino’s estate, a grand yet ominous mansion that loomed over the city like a fortress. The moment she entered, the air thickened with the weight of unseen eyes watching her every move. Bodyguards—dressed in black, armed, and impassive—flanked the entrance, their presence a silent warning that she was stepping into the lion’s den.

A man with a shaved head and a scar running across his cheek stepped forward, blocking her path. Lombardi—one of Valentino’s most trusted men.

“Boss is expecting you,” Lombardi said, his voice a low rumble as he studied her with a smirk that barely concealed his amusement.

Antonia exhaled sharply, suppressing her irritation. She was exhausted—mentally and physically. But she had no choice.

“Then don’t waste my time,” she muttered, brushing past him.