Chapter-55

The angry tears rushed down her eyes as she glared at the man in front of her. The man who had ruined her life. Destroyed her peace and now was enjoying the shattering of her soul. The sick grin on his face disgusting her to her core, hitting every nerve and cold splash of reality slapped her hard. Deliah didn’t knew what she deserved to be a pawn in this game. Married off for the sake of her family to Antonio Salvatore, and then kidnapped by his rival. Abused, beaten… raped.

The cycle which had been repeating for several years now. She couldn’t remember the last time she slept without him touching her, or sleeping without tears. Every day felt like she was dying more and more inside, slowly letting go of the hope that Antonio would find her, take her away from this hell and told her everything would be alright.

How wrong she was… Antonio would never come for her. The hope was slowly dying. She didn’t know why it was taking him this long. Almost six years. And still he hadn’t found he