C7 Captured And Claimed By The Mafia Don

KIMBERLY POV

Leonardo didn’t return for a week, leaving me alone in this room with nothing but my thoughts and memories.

I couldn’t sleep—every time I closed my eyes, images of Lan and my father drifted in, like ghosts I couldn’t escape. I stared at the ceiling until it blurred. My tears had run dry days ago, but the ache lingered, heavy and dull.

With a sigh, I got up and stretched