ALEJANDRO’S POV.
Leaving my room, I move for the room Tilda is in and as soon as I open the door she charges at me like some wild animal.
“How did I get to Italy?” She asks and I push her hands off me roughly.
I should have ended her life like her father’s, but again she is innocent.
“You and your freaks are going to keep me here, giving me food, some f****d up Netflix subscription, access to that darn corridor and an extremely useless phone, while you have me locked up like some prisoner. You do not know who my father is. He won’t sit back after noticing my disappearance and I will make sure you and your freaks rot in jail!” She keeps shouting and widening her green eyes.
“The most important rule here is, do not cuss.” I move to sit and she scoffs.
“I hate you.” She resumes to shout
