Chapter 33 Carina

• My back hurts like hell. Fuck, Paulo has a heavy hand, heavier than Padre's. I can't believe De Luca humiliated me like that. I wouldn't have minded if De Luca was the one who dealt with the punishment. After all, it was my fault his accountant died, and he lost a lot of money. I'm glad he didn't put a bullet in my head, but to let Marianna and her henchman do this? I'm furious with him. So mad that I could kill him, but I won't. He's gotten on the wrong train by siding with that psycho. She's unstable. Eventually, he'll find out just how wrong his choice was.
• When Padre sent me here, I thought I could persuade De Luca to help me take him down, but it looks like I arrived a little late. That motherfucker is already under Marianna's spell. It doesn't matter what I do now, there's no way he'll pick me over her. I could try seducing him, but it would be a waste of time. He might end up using me instead of the other way around. I can't risk being a pawn in this game. Pawns get easily discarded. Instead, I'm going to be the fucking queen, but first, I need my own knight.
• Instantly I think of Damiano. Even though De Luca suspected him at first, they let him stay because they couldn't find anything incriminating about him. Aside from talking too much, most of which is nonsense, there is nothing concerning about him. He's just an ordinary guy who wants to make quick money and to live a luxurious life without all the hard work. And he's annoyingly honest. He can also be useful. I mean, he did get Fausto's wife to safety. Now that I think about it, he's not so bad. I could use him. Picking up my phone, another burner because that bitch Marianna kept the other one. I call Padre.