Andromeda, a 19-year-old blind girl, has known nothing but pain and sorrow throughout her life, growing up in an abusive home with her stepfather. Isolated from the experiences of her peers, she yearns for a life filled with hope, dreams, and the fr...
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Alessandro's assistant cleared his throat, causing Andromeda to jump slightly in surprise. Alessandro turned his attention to his assistant, finally realizing his presence in the room.
"Speak," Alessandro instructed his assistant, his voice firm and authoritative.
The assistant spoke in Italian, relaying the message that Andromeda's stepfather was ready to meet with Alessandro. Alessandro nodded, acknowledging the information.
"It seems our meal time must be cut short," Alessandro said, addressing Andromeda. "But I will arrange for someone to assist you with your meal. I will be back, Andromeda." Andromeda smiled, her gratitude evident in her expression. "Alright, thank you," she replied.
Alessandro stood up from his seat, leaving Andromeda in the capable hands of the maids. As he made his way out of the dining room, his mind shifted back to the matters at hand. Alessandro and his assistant made their way to the underground area known as "The Vault." As they approached, a guard opened the door, allowing them to enter.
Inside The Vault, they were greeted by the sight of Andromeda's stepfather, who was tied up and gagged, a clear indication of his current state of captivity. Alessandro's expression hardened as he took in the sight, reminding himself of the man's failures and the consequences he must face.
Alessandro's voice carried a cold and commanding tone as he addressed John, who was bound and unable to respond. "John, you find yourself here because I have reason to believe you had a hand in the theft of my equipment," Alessandro stated firmly, his gaze unwavering.
Silence hung in the air for a moment before John's muffled protests could be heard through the gag. Alessandro's expression remained impassive as he listened, waiting for his assistant to remove the gag, giving John an opportunity to speak.
The assistant quickly complied, removing the gag from John's mouth. Gasping for air, John looked at Alessandro with a mix of fear and defiance. "I don't know what you're talking about," he managed to say, his voice filled with tension.
Alessandro's eyes narrowed, his voice laced with a controlled intensity. "John, let's not waste each other's time with lies. I have evidence pointing towards your involvement. Now, I suggest you start being honest with me if you value your well-being."
The tension in the room grew palpable as John's eyes darted around, seemingly contemplating his next move. Alessandro's patience wore thin, and he awaited John's response, ready to take whatever measures necessary to extract the truth.
John's face contorted with a mix of anguish and desperation. He hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, his voice laced with remorse. "I owed some dangerous people a significant amount of money, Alessandro. They were threatening me and my family. They said if I didn't deliver the stolen goods, they would kill us all."
