Chapter 55

• Ava’s POV
• My wrists were all tied up in this joyride from hell. Groaning, I tilted my head, which felt like it was full of cement, and there he was. Maximo. Oh great, the masked moron who trashed my family's night. Apparently, he was the only one dumb enough to go barefaced.
• Maximo's face split into this cheesy grin when he saw my eyelids flutter. "Well, look who decided to join the party. You know damn well why you're here. Honestly? I thought I had a few more years before I got to off the last Romanov. But hey," he chuckled, "your face totally screamed 'I recognize this loser' the second you saw me. You just can't bring yourself to admit you're staring at your doom, can you?"