Chapter 63 - He marked me!

None of my screams and struggling mattered as Lorenzo drags me into his private jet. He tucked me in on the seat and took his seat opposite me. Where is he taking me to? My heart rate rapidly picks as the reality dawns on me that we are leaving Chicago and probably, the country. I clench my teeth in anger. The sound of the engine whirrs below me and puts more pressure on my mind as I struggle to dislodge the fact that I won't get to see Neil anymore.

Lorenzo sits leg-crossed opposite me as he sips gently from the content of the glass in his hand. A female flight attenant appears with a tray in her hand and she bends to drop the tray before Lorenzo. "Fuck off," but Lorenzo scares her away. She gasps and scurries out of sight, leaving Lorenzo and I in this... Lorenzo's private jet.

Even though Lorenzo is sitting directly opposite me, I am no longer afraid of what he can do. He's only a piece of cake for Neil; with a flick of Neil's fingers and he's gone.

Suddenly, I hear Neil's voice