Chapter 64

Isabella's POV

I was staring into space this whole time after Rodrigo tied me under the hot sun. I was wounded. Every inch of me was burning up, nothing could be used to describe what I felt inside me. I was dying slowly and the only thing that could make me forget was Maxwell.

I needed to see him, to hold him, and for him to kiss me. I was lost in thoughts when the door opened and the last Man that I hoped to see entered the room.

"I heard you refused to eat"

I didn't bother replying to him. It was of no use trying to talk to him, not after what he said to me. This man was nothing but a beast. I wish that I had never met him or accepted any of the proposals. Perhaps, I wish that I had decided to work as a whore for one of his clubs.

"You should have something to eat, you need your strength for what is to come" he was now taking slow steps towards me, something that almost made me roll my eyes.

"You will fall sick if you continue to go hungry and I wouldn't want that, you know"

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