Lorenzo's POV:
In front of me lied Vasilisa, half dead.
The scene in front of me made me want to vomit.
Vasilisa laid on her bed, naked, body covered with blood, brushes and marks.
I wanted to run away. Run and never look back.
Run and forget!
But then I remembered!!
I remembered my promise to her.
I promised that I would bring her out of this torture.
I promised that I would protect her.
But seeing her like this in front of me made me realise that I couldn't keep my promise of protecting her.
But I will keep my promise of getting her out of this torture.
I will do anything to make a free from Valerio.
I will help her escape!!
But I just helped her to escape!!
What is she doing here!?
Why is she not in Miami!?
Something was wrong!!
I went near her bed. I could she her nak
