Carmen’s world had gone from controlled chaos to spiraling uncertainty, but this, being dragged back to Enrico's mansion, forcibly, was not something she had anticipated. The ride was brutal, the car bouncing over rough roads as she struggled to compose herself, her thoughts racing. She had played her cards well, too well, she thought.
The car finally screeched to a halt outside Enrico’s estate. The air around the mansion was thick with tension, a tangible unease hanging over the grounds as Enrico’s men yanked Carmen out of the vehicle. Her arms were gripped tightly, leaving no room for escape or protest.
The men marched her through the grand halls of the mansion, but they didn’t take her upstairs or into one of the lavish rooms as they normally would. Instead, they dragged her down a n
