His Ruthless Redemption (Isabella and Dominic) novel Chapter 246

Chapter 246

İsabella’s POV

The GPS announced that I had arrived.

I looked up.

An abandoned warehouse stood at the end of a deserted industrial road, its rusted metal walls illuminated only by the weak glow of a flickering streetl amp. Every window had long since been boarded shut, and weeds had forced their way througly cracks in the concrete as though nature itself had decided this place had been forgotten.

My pulse thundered in my ears. Everything about this place screamed danger. It was exactly the kind of place someone could use to hold people hostage.

I tightened my grip around my phone. “Please be okay,” I whispered. “Please, sweetheart.”

I barely remembered climbing out of the car.

My feet were already carrying me towards the warehouse before I’d consciously decided to move.

The enormous sliding door had been left slightly open, almost as if someone wanted me to come inside.

I hesitated for only a fraction of a second and then I stepped through.

The warehouse smelled of dust, damp concrete and rust.

Moonlight filtered through broken panels high above, leaving most of the enormous space swallowed in darkness.

“Mateo?” I called out, my voice echoing.

No answer.

“Luca?”

Silence.

A knot tightened painfully in my stomach as I walked further into the place.

Then I saw him, right in the middle of the warehouse, a tiny figure sitting motionless on a chair.

“Mateo!” I screamed just as every coherent thought vanished.

The only thing that mattered was getting to him so I sprinted towards him.

My heart dropped so violently it physically hurt when I realized his little head had fallen forward onto his chest. His eyes were closed.

He wasn’t moving.

“Mateo!”

I reached him just as a figure stepped into my path.

Before I could stop myself, I collided hard with someone and a pair of hands shoved me backwards.

I stumbled, barely managing to keep my balance. My eyes flew upward.

A slow smile spread across her face and it was the cruelest smile I’d ever seen on someone, utterly, horrifyingly cruel.

For one heartbeat, I simply stared. Then every piece of the puzzle finally clicked together.

“You.” The word came out barely above a whisper. “I should’ve known.”

She tilted her head. “Known what?”

“I should’ve known you were behind all of this,” I whispered more to myself than her.

Rage unlike anything I’d ever experienced exploded inside me. She just wouldn’t give up, would she?

“You sick bitch!” I exploded, lunging at her without thinking. “I swear to God I’ll kill you!”

I had barely taken two steps before powerful arms wrapped themselves around me from behind.

“What-”

Another pair of hands seized my wrists.

I struggled wildly.

Two enormous men held me as though I weighed nothing.

“Let me go!” I kicked, twisted, tried to wrench free.

But it was all useless. I was no match for two men easily more than twice my size.

The men dragged me backwards despite every ounce of resistance I had.

“Let me go!”

“You’ll have to do better than that,” Alessia said almost lazily.

“LET ME GO!”

Within seconds, they forced me onto another chair. Rough rope bit painfully into my wrists as they secured them behind the backrest, my ankles following.

“No!” I thrashed violently.

The chair scraped loudly across the concrete floor.

“You touch my son again and I’ll—”

“You’ll what?” Alessia crouched until her face was level with mine. Her perfume made me feel sick.

“I’ll kill you.” I meant every word. “If you so much as lay a finger on him-”

“Oh, Isabella.” She smiled almost pityingly. “You’ve been threatening to kill me for months.”

Her fingers reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

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I jerked away immediately. “Don’t touch me!”

She laughed softly. “I think we’re past manners.”

My eyes flew back towards Mateo. He still hadn’t moved. Not even a little.

Fear swallowed every other emotion.

“What did you do to him?”

Much to my anger, she gave absolutely no answer, continuing to stare at me silently instead.

“What did you do to my son?” I practically screamed.

Alessia sighed dramatically. “Honestly?” She looked over at Mateo as though discussing the weather. “Nothing.”

Hope flickered weakly inside me.

“He’s only unconscious.” She shrugged. “He was crying.” Another shrug. “And screaming for his mamma. I couldn’t stand the noise anymore.”

She smiled. “So I had someone give him something to make him sleep.”

“You drugged him?”

“Yes.” She rolled her eyes. “Sedated him.”

“Who the fuck do you think you are?!” I screamed, enraged.

She simply smiled, as if taking pleasure watching me unravel like this. “He’ll wake up. Eventually.”

I screamed Mateo’s name again.

“Mateo!”

Nothing.

“Mateo!”

His little chest still rose and fell. Thank God. He was breathing.

He was breathing.

I clung desperately to that single fact.

Then another realization struck me.

“Luca.”

I looked frantically around the warehouse. “Where is Luca?”

Alessia’s smile somehow became even more unsettling.

“Oh, him.” She stood upright again. “I suppose it’s time.”

Time? For what?

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