Allison's POV

The safe house was a large bungalow, resting on a lonely stretch of land, with no neighbors in sight, which was perfect. And more, it had a swimming pool, marble floors, floor-to-ceiling windows, and was luxuriously furnished.

Just like I had always done on the island, I tried not to get too comfortable in the luxury, tried not to get smitten by it, or even adore and appreciate it. Though Luca had promised to stop his drug trafficking operations for the sake of me and our child, ...