In just a few minutes, Lucia was brought from the torture prison and made to kneel close to her father. Mr Conti's eyes widened in horror when he saw his daughter, bruised and beaten up.
"Lucia..." He called in a trembling voice.
"Da...dad" she answered, her voice cracking with tears. She crawled towards him and her father touched her face. He wore a worried look, trailing his fingers around her bruised face.
He turned his neck to Marcello, who had been watching their father-daughter moment with nothing but coldness in his eyes. Of course, he had ordered his men to teach Lucia a little lesson before he returned to get Eduardo from Russia and he was a bit satisfied with the results.
Her once pale and smooth body has been bruised, and so has her face become... Red and swollen.
"Please, let my daughter go. I'll take in any punishment you have for her. Just let her go"
"Dad..." Lucia called.
