CHAPTER SEVEN

FIORELLA

My arms were hurting from being stretched out for too long, my legs were aching badly, and each time I tried to ease the pain, the chains and cuffs ended up biting into my skin. I've cried and screamed but it was all to no avail. I was hurting, broken and worst of all, I had no one by my side.

Groaning, I shut my eyes and let my tears trail down my cheeks. I was honestly tired of screaming and crying. My throat was dry and ached badly. Laying there like a prey laid out to be devoured by its predator, I cursed my damned mate several times in my head. For triggering my trauma and for every little thing he had done.

The sound of keys rattling on the door made my heart begin to thump loudly. So loud that I feared that whoever was coming in would hear the sound of it. I heard the door finally being opened and the sounds of footsteps approaching the bed echoed.

“Please, don’t come close,” I cried multiple times in my head.

I was feeling violated and assaulted. These feelings w