[HOURS EARLIER]
"I never thought I would find you here in Italy. What terrible, terrible luck you have, Adeline," Dimitri said, shaking his head as if pitying the young woman, strapped to the surgical-like table. "You can't imagine for how long I've been wanting to get my hands on you. You really just can't imagine."
His fingers ran over Adeline's face, and he leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. "How beautiful you are."
"Did you have to leave me?" he asked, his expression seeming to be that of one who had been betrayed by a lover. "You were my wife. But you left me for him, for an enemy of mine. You betrayed me when you were meant to be on my side and even went ahead to sign the divorce papers."
