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I wonder if I’ll be allowed to explore New York.
Probably not.
It feels like I’m being transported from one prison to another, and God only knows what my new warden will be like.
Chapter 5
Gabriella
My eyes dart from one tall building to another, and I’m struck speechless at the hustle and bustle of cars and people so late at night.
After an hour's drive, the SUV enters an underground parking, and only when we climb out do I realize the other guards didn’t follow us. I have no idea what’s happened to my belongings.
“Come,” Carlo mutters.
I follow Damiano and his guard into an elevator, the muscles in my body wound tight as I cautiously glance from one man to the other.
Being alone with them is super unnerving.
Instead of the elevator opening on a residential floor, the doors open on the roof.
When I see the helicopter, my stomach drops to my feet, and my mouth dries up.
Oh no.
This is why Damiano made the comment earlier.
The wind is icy up on the roof, and I try to rub some warmth into my arms.
The helicopter doesn’t look as trustworthy as the private jet, and I start to tremble as I climb into it.
Damiano takes a seat beside me, sitting much closer to me because of the restricted space. Our sides touch, and I try to steal some of his body heat.
When the propellors start to chop through the air and noise fills the cabin, I press my lips tightly together so I don’t make a panicked sound.
Damiano hands me a headset. “Put it on.”
I do as I’m told, and it blocks the noise from the helicopter.
When the aircraft begins to lift into the air, there’s no stopping a shriek from bursting over my lips, and this time, I grab hold of Damiano’s thigh.
I duck my head and curl into myself while it feels like my stomach is free-falling to the ground below.
Once we’re in the air, I hear Damiano’s voice clearly through the headset as he orders, “Let go.”
I pull my hand away and wrapping my arms around my middle, I dare to open my eyes. I’m met with a magnificent view of the city lights below and swallow hard, hoping to all that’s holy I don’t throw up.
The queasy feeling passes, and staring at the buildings as we fly over them, I wonder where we’re going.
Soon, the view of the buildings falls away, and I notice the landscape changing.
My lips part as we fly over a lake, the water dark and smooth in the moonlight and the shores lined with tall trees.
Wow.
We approach a mansion, warm lights shining from the windows and the grounds lit with outdoor lights.
I’m overwhelmed by the beautiful sight, then notice the heavily armed guards scattered all over the property.
