Rome, Italy.
Alliana's pov:
I leaned back in my chair, waiting for Carlos to speak. I had no idea what he was about to say, and honestly, I wasn't sure if I wanted to know. When I glanced at him, he took a few deep breaths before beginning.
"After my parents passed away, Kai and I were left with a nanny to care for us since our bodyguards couldn't always be around. At first, I thought she was sweet and caring, but I quickly realized I was wrong. She grew accustomed to the lavish lifestyle that Kai and I had after moving in with us. She started to feel entitled to my parents' power, and that was when things went bad. She would throw things at Kai and me—anything she could get her hands on, whenever we made a mistake or did something wrong, even if it was an accident. And I mean anything: glass, rocks, bricks, vases, whatever was within reach that could hurt us."
