Rome, Italy.
Alliana's pov:
I sat back in my chair, waiting for Carlos to say something. I had no idea what would come out of his mouth, and I didn't want to find out. When I looked at him, he took a few deep breaths and then spoke.
"After my mother and father died, Kai and I had a nanny to look after us because our bodyguards couldn't. I thought she was sweet and caring at first, but I was mistaken. She had become familiar with the lavish lifestyle Kai and I led after moving in with us. She felt my parents' power, which was bad because she abused it. She'd throw things at Kai and me whenever we did something wrong or by accident. When I say things, I'm referring to glass, rocks, bricks, vases, or anything else that would hurt us.
Whenever I disobeyed her, she would lock me up in the basement and torture me with whatever she could find. I remember her using a match and almost setting me on fire while Kai was watching. She'd beat me with a belt, a stick, and a pole.
