The car stopped in front of a building Milo had never seen before. He looked around.
Then he looked at Ramon, who had brought him there, his face gloomy and sad. He couldn't believe that in just one day, Salvatore had cast him aside.
Ramon just stood there, shrugging his shoulders as if he didn't know what had actually happened.
But at least the man had sent him to a nice place. It looked like an apartment hotel located in the city, maybe twenty minutes from the market they had visited yesterday.
A clean, modern building with a glass front door and a small lobby visible through it. Not large or flashy. Just a solid, well-maintained building on a quiet street.
Milo hadn't brought anything. Salvatore had simply told him to get out, and he'd been so sad and scared that he hadn't thought twice when Ramon told him to leave the mansion.
His heart ached terribly now. It was worse than when Nero had slapped him or ordered him to strip naked.
