Chapter 49 Scream My Name

• Nuella sat on the bed wearing one of Devine’s round neck polo, her eyes scanning the beautiful room— that has been the only thing she could do since she woke up, scan and scan the beautiful mafia house.
• She let out a soft exhale, slumping deeper Into the bed and covering herself up with a duvet.
• “That jerk.” She let out a soft curse, unsure of how to feel. Her mind had been full and heavy with lots of nagging thoughts.