C11 Drugged

“Has he arrived?”

“He has, Miss. He arrived with his brother just a minute ago.”

“Good.”

Elena dropped the phone looking in a mirror, her brown eyes staring back at her. Today, she had to succeed.

It had been fucking 8 years since that bitch died. If she couldn't get Carmine Montanari for herself, then she'd be such a pathetic loser.

The door to her room opened and she looked back