Rome, Italy.
Alliana's pov:
I couldn't say anything because of the duct tape covering my mouth, but my expressions and aura were incredibly angry. Kai sensed it as he approached me and sat on the edge. His bodyguards were still hovering over him like he was a fucking child who needed help talking to a girl. I'm curious how things would have turned out if I had been Souline.
"I could tell you're getting ready to cuss me out," Kai said. "She looks defenseless," one of his bodyguards observed. I recognized them, and it was from when I first arrived in Rome. Bodyguards who weren't humble enough to respect Souline and me when we first arrived at this shithole.
