Adriano

Chapter 17:

DILARA'S POV:
Gabe's body slumps to the floor in front of me.

'You won't be able to find your way out.' Adriano snarls.

'I'll try my luck.' I smirk.

I let him and Vittoria struggle against their binds and walk out of the room, closing the door being me.

Following the nose coming from the open door, I quietly walk up the stairs and make my way onto the main floor.

Making sure no one can see me, I turn a corner and walk down a dark corridor. Cocking the gun I stole from Adriano, I turn another corner and bump into Mimi whose holding a child in her hands.

That must be Rory.

Mimi's mouth drops open at the sight of me and I place my finger to my lips, my eyes begging for her silence.

'Mommy can I pwease get my bwanana,' Rory mutters, rubbing her blue eyes.

'Yeah baby,' Mimi replies.

As I try to make my way past her she grabs my arm, stopping me in my tracks.

Her eyes look worn out as if she's been crying and my heart breaks for her.

'Turn left at the end of this corridor and there's a back door you can leave from,' she says giving me a small smile.

'Thank you,' I whisper.

I start walking away.

'Dilara,' Mimi says stopping me in my tracks.

I don't turn around, but I pause.

'Promise me you'll call.' She says.

A couple minutes pass before I answer her.

'You know I can't do that.' I reply, quietly. 'Go feed your child Mimi, and have a nice life.'

Quietly making my way down the corridor I turn the left and find a back door like mimi said.

I try to open it but it's locked.

I start looking around on the floor for a hidden key and find a crack in the floorboard. It's a loose floorboard.

Pulling it up, I find a key.

'Amateurs,' I mumble.

I quickly unlock the door and make a run for it, any second now they'll find Adriano and Vittoria in the basement and send people out looking for me.

The entire surrounding of this building is just abandoned buildings and sketchy alleyways.

My main priority right now is to get back to the restaurant and find my motorbike.

I need to get home, I can't believe Dominico didn't even send Christianto to look for me.

He didn't send anybody.

I run down more alleyways when the streets start looking familiar I'm able to manoeuvre my way back to the restaurant.

My jet black motorbike is parked right outside.

'Thank god,' I mutter.

My keys are still inside so I turn on the engine and get onto my motorbike, making my way back to base.

My phone is smashed, no one is looking for me and my body is aching.

I speed up as I drive past a police car, making sure to hide my face with my helmet.

It takes me a while to get to the edge of the city and I finally get back to base.

Two security guards stand by the gate.