Luciana's POV

The cars sped into the luxurious compound, tires screeching to a halt. Without wasting a minute, I yanked my door open and stepped out. Rage vibrated through my muscles, a burning desire to put a bullet in Romano's head, yet anxiety gnawed at me, wondering what he could do to my son.

I watched as my men poured out of the three cars that had followed, gathering at my sides, ready to strike on my command. My gaze fixed on the building before me. Last time, I was a hostage. Now, I ...