Chapter 23 Confrontation with Michele

Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes, but I didn't fight back anymore. If this was what it took to quell his rage, then so be it!

Scott gripped my waist harshly as if he had gone mad, and we became entangled in a chaotic and intense struggle, rising and falling in a relentless rhythm.

I felt like a tiny boat adrift on a vast ocean. I was tossed by waves of pain and pleasure, and my vision blurred.

Finally, it was over. He lay weakly on top of me.

Suddenly, he spoke in a hoarse and raw voice. "Adrianna, from the beginning to the end, did you ever love me? Even just a little?"

My eyes brimmed with tears. I bit down on my lip, unable to bring myself to respond.

Scott took his leave.

I curled up, hugging my shoulders weakly as I sat alone in the darkness. I knew our relationship was over.

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The next day, I moved out of the villa and found a random apartment to rent. Once I had settled in, I carefully concealed a fruit knife beneath my clothes and slipped into the Finnen R