"You're wasting your time." I began, ready to pour my anger more on him.All the punches did little to affect him. Fuck! I should have gone to that fighting class when I was in Florence.

The elevator dinged and slid open, signalling the end of our destination.

When he saw I was not moving an inch, he grabbed me by my arm and pulled me along. I tried to sink my teeth into his own arm but to my ire, it didn't work.

I soon found myself in a very elegant suite that uninhibitedly exhibited luxury and ...