Dear Ex-Wife You Are MINE (Victoria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 152

VICTORIA'S POV...

Everything must have been a dream, right? Or why I would find myself in this mess again!? I mean being kidnapped once again!

This time it felt like the end of me. The end of my amazing life with my Aless, Leo and my entire family. Because this time that one last hope of mine is gone. My ring.

The ring Aless has proposed to me with is gone. I don't know if it was a coincidence or intentionally removed, but it was gone from my finger. Aless has put a tracker in it. Even though he never clearly says about it, I understand his worry. He find me that day when Calvin attacked through this. But, what would happen now?

I have lost it and the hope of my life.

Sighing, I looked around. At this moment, I have no idea where I am. When I woke up from a deep sleep, I find myself tied to the chain on the floor of a dark cell.

It was more like a dungeon. It's like an old persecution place that was unused for years, smelling like old pees. It twisted my stomach badly and I felt nauseous.

The only light is coming through the little ventilator over my head. It's daytime I am assuming and it felt like I am near a seaport, as I can hear the heavy sound of waves that were crashing against the wall of the cell outside and the sound of ships.

I don't know what is my Aless doing at this hour. He might have gone crazy without seeing me.

I swear, I have never regretted anything ever in my life that I am regretting now for not telling Aless everything beforehand.

Who knew this would happen!? I was about to tell him but before that, everything got stigmatised. I have never thought that stupid Mafia would have sabotaged the pilot!

I am confused about one thing though, I was keeping David under the track, then why couldn't I hear anything from him? Did Sage miss something? Or, he also turned out like Calvin?

No... I don't think so. I shook my head repeatedly. I can't let my over suspicious habit take control of me. Sage has done a lot for me. He even was injured because of me, and still, never take a step back. To live in this world, I need to trust people.

But, am I going to live anymore? This simply feels like the end of me.

As I was thinking this and that, I heard footsteps coming toward the cell and immediately closed my eyes and leaned against the wall, the way I woke up.

I heard the cell door open and,

"Didn't she wake up yet? How strong of a dose you have given to her?" I heard a non-familiar male tone, speaking in a clear British Accent.

"It was the same as the others in the plane. I didn't give any extra dose. But, she has a huge appetite! She ate more than half of the food, leaving a few for her husband!" This male tone has a thick Italian accent and I know this one. Samuel.

I am danm sure this is Samuel's tone.

"Yeah, whatever. Just woke her up." The other guy spoke and then both turned silent. Soon, I heard footsteps and before they do anything, I fluttered my eyes open.

Because my eyes were closed, I needed to wait a few seconds to adjust my eyesight in the darkness. And when I looked up, I watched Samuel staring at me with a brow raised and an opened bottle in his hand.

Thank Goodness, I opened my eyes in time, otherwise, I had to drench in water!