Luciana’s POV

The cold tip of the gun pressed into the back of my head, and I froze like a statue. I was too scared to make even the slightest move, certain that any twitch would blow my head off. My eyes shimmered with tears, and the only sound I could hear was the thunderous beating of my own heart in my ears.

“So this is what you truly want?” My father’s voice was laced with a venom I had never heard before, a bitter scoff playing on his lips. “And you are using my daughter on ...