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Sofia was already at my side, ready to go. “I’m with you,” she said.
“No,” I replied, shaking my head. “It’s too dangerous. Stay with her and make sure she’s safe.”
“Massimo, you can’t go alone,” Sofia insisted, her eyes blazing. “I’m not leaving you.”
I hesitated for a moment, but I knew there was no time to argue. I’d deal with her properly later. “Fine. Stay close, and don’t take any unnecessary risks.”
Together, we moved back toward the building, where the smoke was thickest. I could barely see, my eyes watering from the fumes, but I heard a faint cry for help—a man’s voice, weak and desperate.
“Over here!” I shouted, moving toward the sound. Sofia was right behind me, her hand gripping the back of my jacket to stay close.
We found him pinned under a fallen beam, his leg trapped. His face was pale, his breaths shallow. “Help me,” he whispered, his eyes wide with fear.
“Hold on,” I said, crouching down to assess the situation. The beam was heavy, and the flames were getting closer. We didn’t have much time.
“Sofia, grab that end,” I instructed, pointing to a clear part of the beam. “On three, we lift. Ready?”
She nodded, determination in her eyes. “Ready.”
“One… two… three!”
We heaved together, lifting the beam just enough for the man to pull his leg free. He cried out in pain, but Sofia quickly moved to support him, helping him stand.
“You’re going to be okay,” she reassured him, guiding him away from the flames. “Just lean on me.”
I took his other side, and we hurried back toward the paramedics, the heat intensifying with every step. I could hear the crackling of the flames, the groaning of the building as it struggled to stay upright.
We had to get away from it—now.
We made it back to the courtyard, where firefighters were working to control the blaze. I saw Sofia’s eyes darting around, searching for anyone else who might need help. She was unstoppable, and I couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride at her courage.
When we got home tonight, I was going to reward her. First with my belt. Then with my cock.
We reached the paramedics, handing the man over. “Get him checked out,” I told them. “He’s hurt, but he’ll make it.”
It was pure chaos now.
The authorities were swarming the scene, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before they started asking questions—questions we didn’t have time to answer.
“This way,” I murmured to Sofia, nodding toward a side street that ran behind the venue building. “We need to get out of here before they start looking for witnesses.”
She glanced up at me, her eyes clear and determined. “You think they’ll suspect us?”
“They’ll want to talk to everyone who was inside,” I replied. “And I’m not in the mood to explain why we were the ones pulling the alarm. Besides, Raffaele is up to something much bigger than I can guess at, and I need all the time I can have to figure out what.”
She bit her lip, her brow furrowed in thought. “Then what do we do?”
I paused for a moment, considering our options. “We don’t play by his rules,” I replied. “Raffaele knows I saw him. He’ll expect us to come charging after him, guns blazing. But we need to be smarter than that. We’ll find out who’s involved in his plan, who’s helping him. And when we have enough information, we’ll take him down.”
Sofia nodded, a faint smile forming on her lips. “I like the sound of that.”
I chuckled softly, feeling a strange warmth in my chest despite the tension still thrumming through my veins. “Good. Because we’re in this together now.”
We turned another corner, putting more distance between us and the burning venue. I could still hear the crackle of the flames, the shouts of firefighters working to contain the blaze. I knew that the pure chaos would buy us some time, but not much.
I needed to take advantage of every single second I got.
Quickly, I pulled out my phone and dialed my driver, Francesco. I needed to get us out of here before the authorities locked down the area entirely. The line rang twice before he answered, his voice calm and efficient as always. “Signore?”