It belongs to another mafia boss, Santagato, and his taste is much like Alexi’s in that this room is full of BDSM playthings and a massive cross in the middle with straps to anchor his victim to. Alexi knows my fear of being restrained and taken from behind is enough to make me an emotional wreck. He is all about psychological trauma, and I turn to run but get nowhere fast as he catches my upper arm and hauls me with him, his vice-like grip inescapable. Yanking me back in his ...