I WILL FIND YOU

Adriana Pasquale sat alone quietly in her bedroom, she felt heavily deep writhing her. The weight of her pregnancy and her father's threats had left her feeling trapped and desperate. She had spent the last few days avoiding everyone, trying to make sense of everything happening in her life at that time.  'Grrr" her phone rang out loudly breaking the peace and quiet of the room. The caller ID displayed an unknown number. She hesitated for a moment before finally answering, with a cautious voice. 'Hello?" 'Adriana Pasquale," a smooth, cold voice replied. 'I've been looking forward to speaking with you." Adriana was perplexed. The voice was unfamiliar, but there was something about the way the caller had mentioned her name that sent a chill down her spine. 'Who is this?" She asked curtly. 'Isabella Moretti," the woman answered sharply. 'I believe you've heard of me." Adriana's breath caught in her throat. Isabella Moretti… she has heard that name multiple times. But she can't pinpoint from where exactly. Maybe it had to be about business or rivalry. Just then she recalled the name again in her mind. 'Isabella Morreti…. Moretti" She had remembered who Isabella  Moretti was. She was a shadowy figure, a high-ranking member of La Fratellanza della Morte, and someone Adriana had hoped never to cross paths with. 'What do you want?" Adriana asked, her voice trembling despite her efforts to sound strong. Isabella chuckled, in a low yet menacing voice. 'Oh, Adriana, you naughty girl. I think you already know what I want, don't you? You've been a very naughty girl. Betraying your betrothed, sneaking around with his right-hand man. Tell me, wasn't loyalty part of the agreement?" Adriana kept quiet for a moment, her rage slowly coming up to her face, she folded her hand into a fist and her knuckles became white with the stretch. 'I don't have a betrothed anymore. Luca has a fiancée now. Whatever arrangement my father made with him is over." Isabella's tone turned cold. 'Adriana dear, you're missing the point. Loyalty isn't just about arrangements. It's about respect. And you have shown no respect for Luca. Adriana's anger flared. 'Luca has shown no respect for me too. What do you want from me? Why are you calling?" 'I have something or rather, someone you care about." Isabella's voice softened, but the menace behind was still heavily evident.  'Who is that?" 'Your lover, Marco DeLuca.And I must say this, I'm afraid his time is running out." Adriana's heart stopped for a moment. 'What are you talking about Isabella?" 'I have him," Isabella said, her voice calm and serious. 'And in 72 hours, I'm going to kill him. Unless, of course, you can convince me otherwise." Adriana's mind was filled with rage at this point, she was afraid and at the same time angry and this was a storm of emotions. 'If you hurt him, I swear I'll track you down and kill you myself." She said with all the rage in her voice. Isabella laughed mockingly. 'I'd like to see you try. But let's be honest, you're not exactly in a position to make threats. Adriana's voice was low and dangerous. 'You don't know me, Isabella. And you don't know what I'm capable of." Isabella's evil laughter was very audible through the phone. 'If you're serious about saving Marco, you'll need more than just threats and an army. You'll need help from someone like… Bianca Salvatore." Adriana froze. 'What does Bianca have to do with this?" 'Adriana, you really don't know, do you? Bianca is more than just Luca's new little fiancée. She's a killer. A trained assassin. If you want to save Marco, you'll need her by your side. 'Isabella said in a rather teasing than intimidating voice" Adriana's mind was devoid of any thoughts other than Bianca Salvatore.  Bianca? An assassin?  Before she could say anything else, Isabella spoke again. 'Tick-tock, Adriana. You have only but 72 hours. Use them wisely." The line went dead, leaving Adriana in silence. She stared at the phone, her hands trembling with rage and fear. She has to do something to save Marco even though she doesn't know where to begin. Adriana stood, her mind racing as she paced the room. She knew she couldn't go to her father, he would only make things worse, and he might even try to stop her from saving Marco. Luca was out of the question; he would see this as the ultimate betrayal. She was on her own, except she wasn't. 'Bianca," she whispered to herself, the name ringing in her mind like a lifeline. She didn't have a personal relationship with Bianca, but she knew one thing: if anyone had the resources to help her, it was Bianca. Adriana grabbed her black leather coats d handbag and headed for the door. She didn't know how Bianca would react, but she had no other choice. Marco's life was on the line, and she had barely 72 hours to do something. ******* Adriana arrived at Luca's penthouse in her Lamborghini Urus. She parked in the private parking garage and took the private elevator up. When she got to the penthouse top, she took a deep breath before she knocked, her hands trembled with fear, what if Luca wanted to know why she'd come. What if Luca was alone in the penthouse. After a moment, the door opened, and Bianca stood there, her expression showed that she was surprised. 'Adriana," Bianca said in a calm accommodating voice. 'What are you doing here?" Adriana forced a smile, though her eyes betrayed her anxiety. 'I need your help please." Bianca hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside, and said 'Come in" allowing Adriana to enter.  The penthouse was as luxurious as ever, but Adriana barely noticed. She turned to Bianca, and asked if Luca was around and Bianca responded by telling her that he had just left to purchase some items for her. 'Okay," Adriana began. 'I know we don't know each other well, but I'm desperate. Marco has been captured, and I don't know who else to turn to." Bianca's was perplexed. 'Marco? What happened?" She added with genuine concern.  Adriana took a deep breath, i got a call from someone, a woman she claimed she had captured Marco and was going to kill him in 72 hours if I don't comvice her otherwise. She mentioned your name, abd said I would need your help if I wanted to save Marco." Bianca's expression was unreadable. ' Do you believe this woman has Marco?" 'Yes I believe her" 'What's her name?" Adriana hesitated, then said, 'Isabella Moretti." The name hung in the air, Bianca's face turned pale.